Breaking The Rules

Meeting Jack

Justin's POV

Something is different. I'm not sure what, but somehow I know that this morning is not like any other morning. As my body starts to come out of its disoriented, sleepy state, I slowly open my eyes and then I immediately know why things are different. Last night's events are suddenly replaying in my mind, and I smile at the memory. I feel my head rising and falling with his breathing as I lay on his chest. Our arms are wrapped around each other and I sigh in contentment as I realize that we must have held each other like this all night. It's been so long since I've slept with anyone like this, and I forgot how much I love it.

I lift my head up and rest my chin on his chest so I can look up at my lover, who seems to be in a very peaceful sleep still. God, he even looks beautiful when he's sleeping. I stare at him for a few minutes, studying and memorizing every detail in his expression so I can draw it later. Suddenly his eyes open and he gives me a sleepy smile.

"Good morning, Sunshine," he says, his voice husky from sleep. I smile back at him shyly.

"Morning," I reply, and reach up to stroke his cheek softly with my hand. He's so beautiful, and I can't help but lean in to meet his lips for a kiss, and as I do so, I feel his morning hard-on poking me in my hip. "You're finally up," I smirk. He chuckles at me softly.

"I was just dreaming about this really hot blond with a great ass, when suddenly I felt someone staring at me," he smirks. I feel myself blush.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it," I tell him. He smiles at me and then I feel him slide his hand to my ass and give it a little pinch. It doesn't hurt, but it surprises me causing me to yelp.

"Hey!" I laugh.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it," he retorts, and smiles back at me with his tongue in his cheek.

"Why you..." I start to say, and then start tickling his sides, making him yell out and then start laughing hard. We start rolling around in the bed playfully, and the tickle play soon gets taken over by passionate kissing, rubbing and caressing.

We can't get enough of each other, and he's on top of me now, grinding his hips into mine. We both moan, our hard cocks leaking from all the contact. He shifts his lower body to the side of me, his upper body still covering mine and his lips nipping at my neck. I gasp when I feel him grab my rock hard cock and start stroking it.

"Mmm," I moan, feeling myself get lost in the overwhelming sensations of his every touch.

"You like that?" he asks in a sexy whisper against my ear, as he continues to stroke me slowly. I nod and feel my face flushing with desire. I can't remember when I've wanted a cock inside me so bad.

"Brian," I whisper, feeling myself get closer to orgasm.

"What is it, Justin? Tell me what you want," he says.

"I want you to fuck me," I pant, and I dart my tongue out and lick his upper lip, tasting the slight saltiness from his perspiration. His intense hazel eyes gaze into mine lustfully, and I smile at him. Last night I wasn't sure how I was going to feel when I would wake up this morning, but now as I lay here looking into his caring eyes, I have no doubt in my mind that this is where I want to be.

He's looking at me like he just heard my thoughts out loud, and he gets this huge grin on his face and kisses me tenderly again.

"I knew you'd come around," he says with a smile and then kisses his way down my body. I gasp as I feel his hot wet tongue lapping at my hole, and when he starts moaning it sends these incredible vibrations through my body that drive me wild!

I feel him insert his finger inside of me, and I moan out in pleasure. I can't believe how much I'm enjoying this. I hadn't bottomed for anyone in so long. After the incident with Ethan, I had to be the top, the one in control. Then Brian came along and for some reason, he was able to slip under the wire and make me give into him. He makes me want to give more of myself. He makes me feel things I didn't think I could feel again. Too many of my rules have been broken now, and they have been mentally ripped to shreds and thrown out of my head.

When I feel his cock enter me, I hear myself cry out in pleasure in a voice I've never ever heard come out of my own mouth before. Brian takes it as encouragement and starts pumping in and out of me faster. I hear myself shouting desperate commands.

"Harder! Faster! Deeper!" I beg, hearing him grunt and immediately oblige with my every request. Our bodies are covered in sweat, and our skin is sliding smoothly against each other. The taste of his tongue seems to get better the longer it stays in my mouth.

I can tell he's getting close to orgasm by the sound of his moaning and the flush in his chest and face. He grabs my cock roughly and starts jerking me off, and I finally erupt between us, coating his hand and our chests with my sticky essence. He lets out a loud groan as he cums, and then collapses on top of me, his breath heavy against my skin. I can feel his heart beating like a rabbit against my chest, and I run my hands up and down his back softly, feeling him shiver under my touch.

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Brian's POV

I am starting to see that the more Justin and I make love, each time is better than the last. Last night was wonderful, and full of love and emotion, but what we just did was wonderful too in a different way. It was filled with lust, need and passion. It was incredible, and I smile, as I think that this is just the beginning. I roll off of him so the weight of my body doesn't squish him; my smile never faltering. I see him staring at me in amusement.

"That good, huh?" he laughs, and then kisses the dimple on my left cheek.

"It was... okay," I tell him with a straight face, but feel myself on the verge of laughing.

"Okay? Just okay?" he asks with his eyebrows raised at me.

"Mm-hmm," I answer simply, barely able to keep from cracking.

"I see," he says, and starts to get up. "Well, since I'm just okay, I should probably leave so you can find someone who better suits your nee--" I don't let him finish his sentence, and pull him back down to me, and kiss him hard on the mouth.

"All right, all right. I cannot tell a lie. It was more than okay," I admit with a smile. "It was wonderful..." I kiss him again. "Incredible..." Kiss. "Magnificent!" I say louder, and he starts giggling. I then give him a serious look. "I've never felt anything close to how I feel when I'm with you," I whisper.

I look into his beautiful blue eyes, and I can see that he can tell that I am being honest with him. I want to say more. I want to tell him that I've never felt more alive in my life. I want to tell him that he makes me feel complete. I want to tell him that I love him... but I won't. Not yet. I have to take this slowly with him, for his sake. He is so delicate, and I don't want to ruin things before we even get started.

"What is it? What are you thinking about?" he asks softly, as he looks at me curiously.

"I'm just happy you're here, is all," I tell him, honestly.

"Me too," he smiles and kisses the tip of my nose. After a few minutes of holding him in my arms he breaks the silence. "Uh, Brian?" he asks.

"Hmm?"

"As much as I love being with you like this, I think we really need to shower. I think I'm actually stuck to you right now," he says, making a face. I laugh at his cute expression and sigh.

"Well, if we must, we must," I say, and pull him up with me and towards the bathroom.

I sigh in contentment at the feel of the hot spray hitting my skin and Justin soaping up my body.

"So, do you have anything planned for today?" he asks. I stop to think if I do. My mind has been focused on nothing but Justin since last night.

"Let's see... well I had planned to go to the gym this morning, but obviously I don't have to do that now since I already got a good workout right here at home," I smirk. He smiles at that. "I think that was it. Gus is going to come over tomorrow to spend the day with me," I tell him, taking the bar of soap from him and lathering it up well in my hands.

"Oh, good! I miss my little Pooh fanatic," Justin says with a smile.

"Good, then you can change the Pooh fanatic's diaper!" I smirk. Justin laughs at that.

"Oh, sorry, that's impossible, Brian. See, Gus told me that he specifically wants only you to change him, and I must abide by his wishes," Justin says simply, and I roll my eyes at him, and rub my soapy hands all over his back. He sighs, and I can tell he's enjoying the feel of my hands on him.

"Speaking of baby-sitting, did you just leave Molly alone last night?" I ask, just now remembering about Justin's younger sister staying with him.

"Of course not. She's actually at home with my mom. I guess they've been talking and she decided to stay the weekend with her," Justin explains.

"That sounds like a good sign."

"Yeah. I think before too long she'll be moving back home. As much as she likes staying with me, I know she misses her old room, not to mention Mom's cooking. I'll bet she's getting tired of take out," he laughs.

We shampoo and rinse each other's hair, and then get carried away with kissing and rubbing, and soon we're both rock hard and ready for another round. The water is running cold now, and we take that as a sign to get out of the shower and continue our assault on each other in the bedroom.

He pushes me down on the bed and straddles my thighs while giving me a sexy grin. He leans down to kiss me and we start moaning into each other's mouths once again, when my cell phone starts ringing. Justin frowns and groans.

"I'm sorry, I have to see who it is. It might be about Gus," I tell him. He nods in understanding and reaches for my cell phone and hands it to me. "It's Jack," I tell him.

"Well answer it," Justin urges with a grin. I groan. I don't really want to answer it, but I do.

"Hey, Pop," I answer.

"Hey, Sonnyboy. I was just visiting your mom at the Rehab center, and was about to leave and wondered if you would be up for having a late lunch," Jack asks.

"Well, I would, except that my boy --" I pause, not really knowing what to refer to Justin as. "-- My friend is here visiting," I say, covering my my almost slip-up.

Justin looks at me and puts his hand on my arm. "Brian, if you want to see your dad, I can go home and meet up with you later," he says softly. I shake my head. I don't want him to leave.

"You can bring your friend along. My treat," Jack offers. "That is if you two can take a break from the bedroom," Jack adds and then gives a little chuckle. I smirk at his comment. Jack always has a way of knowing these types of things.

"Hold on, Pop," I tell him. I move the phone away from my face and turn to Justin. "Jack just offered to take us to lunch. Would you like that or is it still too soon to meet the in-laws?" I tease. He laughs.

"Actually, I'd love to meet your father. Tell him we'll be there," Justin said with a grin. I lean in and give him a soft kiss on his lips, happy that he wants to meet Jack.

"Well, what's it gonna be Sonnyboy? Yea or nay?" Jack asks.

"Just say where and when, Pop," I tell him.

"All right, how about you guys meet me at Armstrong's in about half an hour? But listen up, there's a condition. No ordering just a salad. There will be none of that shit today. We're all going to share a pizza," Jack tells me in a no nonsense manner, and I roll my eyes. He knows that I'm picky about what I eat and most of the time I skip the greasy foods while dining out. Rarely do I indulge myself, but I think I can make an exception this time. With Justin here, it won't be hard to burn the calories off, that's for sure.

"We'll see you there," I tell him, and hang up. "Are you sure you're ready for this? Jack can be kind of over the top," I warn him. "He may start interrogating you and warn you not hurt his son," I say.

Justin only smiles. "I think I can handle it," he says.

"By the way, he said we're not allowed to order anything healthy - that it's pizza or die," I tell him dramatically.

Justin just laughs. "I like him already. I've never been much of a health nut, and nothing is better than pizza," he says.

"Yeah, I know where it all goes," I say, and run my hands down his back and give his ass a little squeeze, causing him to blush.

"Are you complaining?" he asks.

"Not at all; I absolutely love all of your parts, and that includes your voluptuous bubble butt," I assure him and give him a kiss.

"Good," he says, seeming satisfied with that answer.

"And as much as I'd like to prove it to you by fucking you into the mattress right now, we're supposed to meet Jack in half an hour. Do you want to stop by your place and change?" I ask him.

He looks at me thoughtfully. "Am I staying here again tonight?" he asks.

"You better," I tell him, kissing him on the mouth. He giggles and then blushes a little bit again. Man, is he easy!

"Just asking," he says in a cute shy expression that makes me want to eat him up. "Why don't we leave my car here and you can take me to my apartment to change and pick up some things. We can leave from there," he suggests.

"Sounds good," I tell him.

I loan him a pair of my old jeans that are a little tight on me, and a T-shirt, so he doesn't have to wear his nice clothes he wore to the gallery show last night. I then get dressed and then we head out to my Jag.

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Justin's POV

Brian and I walk into Armstrong's and immediately see an older man sitting in the waiting area by the door. He smiles at us and then stands up, and I know that it must be Jack.

"You're late, Sunnyboy," he says, and then gives Brian a hug.

"Sorry, Pop. You didn't give us much notice. We had a quick stop to make before we came here," Brian explains. Jack nods his head and looks at me.

"Justin, this is my father, Jack," Brian introduces.

Jack smiles at me and holds out his hand for me to shake it. I do, and smile back at him. I can see the similarities in him and Brian. They are both tall with a similar build and have a lot of the same facial features.

"It's nice to meet you, Justin. I had a feeling that it was you he was bringing," Jack says giving Brian a knowing look. I'm not sure what to think about that, and give him a nervous laugh.

"Well, thank you for inviting me to join you for lunch," I tell him. A hostess then comes over and leads us to a vacant table.

Jack has a way of putting me at ease, and it doesn't take long before I feel more comfortable around him. As we all sit and eat our pizza, we're having a great time talking, and Brian and I keep sneaking looks at each other. He is just so fucking sexy and I can't stop looking at him.

I feel Brian's hand on my thigh and slowly his fingers "spider walk" down into my crotch area. I gasp, but then cover up by coughing. Brian just smirks at me and then moves his hand back to rest on my thigh. I look at him appreciatively, and he chuckles, obviously proud of the effect he has on me. I don't even notice Jack looking at us.

"So, I see you both have stopped with all the foolishness of just being friends," Jack says, with an amused look on his face. I look over at Brian, who looks slightly embarrassed.

"Pop..." Brian says and gives Jack a warning look. Jack just chuckles.

"Oh, come on, Sonnyboy, it's obvious how you two feel about each other. You haven't stopped making goo-goo eyes since you walked in here," he points out. I feel myself blushing, and Brian looks down and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Not that there's anything wrong with that. I'm happy for you. I'm just glad that you two have finally come to your senses. You can't deny the obvious chemistry that is there. Reminds me of your mother and I when we first met," Jack smiles. Brian looks up and smiles at Jack.

"So how's Mom doing?" Brian asks.

"She seems to be doing better. I had her laughing today. She's had some extensive therapy to help her cope with the loss of her sister, and I have to say she looks good - almost like her old self," Jack says. I can tell by the look on his face how much he loves his wife, and my heart goes out to him.

"When is she able to go back home?" Brian asks.

"Probably not for another month. She said she would like for you to come visit her," Jack tells him. Brian puts his head down, and I can tell he's avoiding his father's eyes.

"Yeah, maybe. I'll see," Brian says quietly. Jack looks like he wants to say something, but he doesn't. He then turns his attention to me.

"So, Justin. What do your parents do?" he asks. I feel a little uncomfortable that the spotlight has returned to me.

"Uh, my mother is a Real Estate Agent, and Craig owns his own Computer Software business," I tell him. He's looking at me thoughtfully and I think he noticed that I said "Craig" instead of "father".

"I take it you and Craig don't get along?" Jack says.

"Jack..." Brian says, giving him another warning look. I smile, knowing that he is feeling protective over me.

"It's okay, Brian," I assure him. "Yes, that's true, Jack. To say that we don't get along is putting it mildly. He kicked me out of the house when I was 17, after he found out I was gay. We haven't been been too friendly with each other since," I say.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Jack says sincerely. I shrug my shoulders.

"I just had to grow up a little sooner than I expected, but things turned out okay. Money wasn't really too much of an issue because the inheritance that was left to me in my Grandfather's Will was granted to me when I turned 18 just a few months after I was kicked out," I say.

Brian looks at me in surprise. This is something I haven't told him about. I think he's always wondered how I was able to manage being a full time student school at PIFA and not work. It's not something I like to tell people. It's easier that I just let people believe I live off the money that comes in from selling my art.

I take his hand under the table, and caress it while giving him an apologetic look. He gives me a me a small forgiving smile, and gives my hand a little squeeze, and I let out a little sigh of relief that he's not upset with me.

"Still, that's a lot of responsibility for a teenager. You seem like a very smart, levelheaded young man, Justin. I'm glad that my son finally found his equal," Jack says.

"Thank you," I reply, and feel myself blush from the compliment. I smile shyly at Brian, who is looking at me adoringly. I want to lean in and kiss his lips, but it doesn't really seem appropriate here, so I hold myself back.

The waitress brings over the check, and Jack briefly looks at it and then throws some bills onto the table. We all stand up, ready to go.

"I'm going to pay this, would you two mind waiting outside for me?" Jack asked.

"Sure, Pop. I could use a smoke anyway," Brian says.

When we walk outside, it's a little chilly out, and I slightly curse myself for not bringing one of my hoodies. Brian offers me a cigarette, which I gladly accept after that lunch. I had a great time, but it was a little nerve wracking too. Brian looks at me thoughtfully, and I wish he'd just say what he wants to say.

"You're wondering why I never said anything about the inheritance," I say, deciding to be the one to say something about it first. His expression doesn't change much and he looks like he's trying to choose his words carefully before he finally answers.

"I know I never asked, but it just seems like something you would have told me. I mean, we were friends before last night," he says.

"I know, I'm sorry. It's just not something that I tell people. I guess there's that distrust that people will try to take advantage of me," I admit. I look down at my feet and then sigh. "I'm not even really sure whether it's true or not, but I even started to think that maybe my inheritance was the real reason Ethan wanted me in the first place," I say softly.

Brian puts his arm around me, and I feel my body warm up instantly. He kisses my temple, and gives me a sad look.

"I'm so sorry that you've had to live your life enduring so much deceit. The more I get to know you the more I understand why you are the way you are. I can only hope to help change that in time. I always want you to feel safe around me and know that you can trust me," he says, his voice full of sincerity.

"You've already started to change that for me, Brian. The changes started the night I met you," I tell him honestly. I flick my cigarette and then pull his face down to me for a kiss. He kisses me back tenderly and I feel his tongue push its way into my mouth to seek out mine.

We hear someone clearing their throat and we pull away and look to see Jack smirking at us. I bury my head in Brian's shoulder and giggle, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't worry, you two kids can get the fuck out of here and get down to business soon. I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed getting to know you over lunch, Justin. I expect to see a lot more of you," he tells me. I smile at him, and pull away from Brian. I give Jack a hug, and he hugs me back, and then whispers, "Take care of each other." I pull away from him and then nod.

Brian walks over and gives Jack a hug too. "Thanks for lunch," Brian says.

"We'll take you out next time," I promise.

"Sounds like a deal," Jack says. He waves at us, and walks back to his car.

Brian pulls me close to him again, and kisses me. "So, I think maybe we should take his advice and get the fuck out of here and get back to 'business'," he growls. I feel my cock jump at the suggestion, and I moan, rubbing myself against him, showing him that I'm ready for him.

"Drive fast," I say, and with that, we scurry to the Jag, and he peels out of the lot and towards the loft.