Where I Belong

Something More

Justin was quiet in the jeep as Brian drove them away from Babylon and towards Justin's place. He kept his face turned away, blankly staring out the passenger window. Brian kept sneaking glances at the blond, wondering what was going through his mind. His blank expression revealed nothing, and Brian didn't know whether he was okay or what to say to him. Finally, the silence was getting to be too much, and Brian finally decided to break it first.

"Justin --" Brian said softly.

"Thank you," Justin said, cutting him off, not bothering to turn to look back at Brian.

"Are you okay?" Brian asked.

Justin shrugged. "I'm not really sure how to answer that," he said, honestly.

Physically, he was fine, even though he figured he might have a bruise from Alex shoving him against the brick wall outside of Babylon. Emotionally, he was distraught. He was still in shock about what had happened with Alex. He had never seen his ex lover so angry, nor had the other man ever been violent with Justin before. It was like he was a complete stranger to him. He couldn't believe that Alex had turned on him so quickly.

"Do you want to tell me what that was all about?" Brian asked.

Justin sighed. "I went out by myself tonight because..." Justin paused. He didn't want to admit that the reason he went out that night in the first place was to help himself forget about Brian and why he hadn't heard from the man.

"...I wanted to dance," he said, and glanced over at Brian to check for a change of reaction. There was none. Brian didn't appear to be judging him, but he couldn't tell for sure. His expression was emotionless, and he just nodded and listened.

"And in case you're wondering, I didn't go there with him or plan to meet him there," Justin continued, making sure Brian was clear on the facts.

"I didn't think you had," Brian said, hearing the slight defensiveness in the blond's voice.

"He was the last person I expected to run into. He hates going to clubs," Justin added.

"So he sought you out."

Justin nodded. "Alex approached me on the dance floor, and said that he had been looking for me. He made some jealous comment about me dancing with some guy, and it pissed me off. Then he apologized, and said he really needed to talk to me, but wanted to go someplace where we didn't have to shout over the music. I figured it'd be better to just get it over with since he might not have left me alone until I heard him out," Justin explained, but now as he said it out loud, he realized how foolish he had been to follow him out there and wished he would have just told him to fuck off.

"When we got outside he said that he wanted us to get back together, and I said I couldn't. Then... he just completely freaked out. I've never seen him like that before," Justin said, thinking about the look on Alex's face as he slammed him up against the brick wall. He felt a shiver go down his spine, and tried to put the visual out of his mind.

"Fucking asshole," Brian spat, shaking his head.

"Yeah. I guess we don't always know people as well as we think," Justin said, sadly. Then as if something suddenly occurred to him, he looked over at Brian curiously.

"How did you know Alex and I were out there?" he asked.

"I was at the bar getting a drink when I saw him talking to you on the dance floor. You didn't look too happy to see him, so when I saw him guiding you towards the back entrance..." Brian paused, realizing that he kind of sounded like a stalker, and really hoped that Justin didn't think he had been following him around everywhere. "I - just wanted to make sure you were okay," Brian admitted, not meeting Justin's eyes, and trying to focus on the road ahead of him as he drove.

Justin nodded, and then turned to face the window once again. "I'm glad you did," he said softly.

"So am I," Brian replied. It was quiet then, and Brian knew that it really wasn't any of his business but had to ask. "Are you going to do anything about it?"

He saw a startled look of realization on Justin's face.

"I don't know yet," Justin told him. "I have to think about it. I don't really think he meant to hurt me; he's not like that. I think he's just having a hard time accepting that it's over between us," Justin said.

"Who are you trying to convince more, me or yourself?" Brian asked with a raised brow. It bothered him that Justin seemed to be in denial about his ex-boyfriend's capabilities.

"Look, I don't really want to talk about this anymore right now," Justin said.

"Fine," Brian told him. He wanted to tell Justin to be careful. That he should seriously consider getting a restraining order, even, but it really wasn't any of his business, and Justin would probably just get pissed at him for interfering. The truth though, was that he cared about what happened to the blond. Of course there was no way in Hell he was going to voice that out loud, so he kept his further concerns and comments on the matter to himself.

Then there was silence again. Brian sighed. He knew it might not be the right time to bring this up, but he figured that if he didn't do it right now, that he might not do it later.

"Listen... I'm sorry I haven't called," Brian told Justin. He frowned at himself, thinking how pathetic he sounded, and then realized that he'd never said that to anyone before. He couldn't ever remember having apologized for not calling someone. He had never felt he had to.

Justin looked over at Brian, a bit taken by his apology. "I wondered about that," he admitted. "I thought we had a great time last weekend."

"Yeah, we did. I just... well, I've been kind of preoccupied with work lately," Brian said, quickly thinking of a valid excuse. It wasn't a lie; he actually had been very busy with work -- but he knew, and suspected Justin probably knew, that he could have found time to call him. He wasn't about to admit that, though, nor the reasoning behind it. He couldn't tell Justin that he hadn't been able to stop thinking about him ever since their incredible date had ended, and that no one had ever had that kind of affect on him before. He just didn't know what to say to him. This vibrant young man made him feel things that he wasn't used to feeling, and it had freaked him out a bit.

Justin looked at Brian, studying his slightly nervous expression. It was plain to see that Brian had obviously been avoiding him since their date. Thinking that maybe Brian wasn't as into him as he thought, he then decided to make things easier for the other man by letting him off the hook.

"It's okay, Brian, I get it. You really don't have to make excuses. If you don't want to go out again, I understand. I'm okay with just being friends, if that's what you want," Justin assured him, trying his best to hide his disappointment. He was capable of being friends with Brian, but the fact did remain that he liked the man, and had grown curious to explore what might develop between them.

Brian looked over at Justin, speechless from the younger man's bluntness, as well as his misconception. Justin had it all wrong, but Brian couldn't blame him for thinking that way. If it had been him, he probably would have thought the same thing. He didn't reply for a few moments, trying to think of what to say in response to the blond. "Honestly, I'm not sure what I want," Brian admitted, quietly.

"Do you like me?" Justin asked seriously.

Brian smirked at the question, choosing not to answer. Justin frowned at Brian's response, not sure what his reaction had meant. Brian was still very much a mystery to him, and he was learning slowly but surely that the older man liked it that way. He was a guarded and complex person who didn't feel he needed to justify or explain his actions; Justin had picked that much up, but on some level had felt that Brian saw him differently. There was something in those hazel eyes that told him that he wanted to trust him.

Brian pulled into the Jenson's driveway, put the car in park, and turned off the ignition. He figured he might as well, if they were going to talk. They each unbuckled their seat belts and then he turned to face Justin, who was staring at him.

"I didn't think it was too difficult of a question."

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Look, Justin, I'm not really good at this sort of thing."

"With what sort of thing, exactly?" Justin pressed him.

"This," he said, throwing his hands up and shrugging. "I know nothing about dating or having a boyfriend, and I'm not used to dealing with the emotions that are roused from those types of... rela -- things," Brian said, stuttering over the dreaded "R" word. "I just... I don't know what you want from me."

"Brian, I haven't asked you for anything. We haven't even really discussed what our feelings are," Justin pointed out.

"I know... it's just that I'm not sure that I can handle any of this. I mean, I know what you'll eventually expect, and I'm not sure I can give it to you," Brian told him, looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

Justin nodded, and then looked down towards his feet as he gathered his thoughts for a moment before returning his eye contact with captivating hazel orbs. "Okay, that's fair. Why don't you tell me then what it is that <i>you</i> would want out of all of this?" Justin said.

Brian blinked, not knowing how to answer that. What did he want from Justin? He didn't think of him as a trick, and although he did want to fuck him, he didn't just want sex out of him - he could get that anywhere. Justin was different. He felt they were friends, but he also felt something deeper than that for the young man. He was definitely attracted to him. He admired his kindheartedness, sense of humor and intelligence. He felt good around him. He was fun to hang out with, talk to, and he liked definitely liked kissing him.

Brian stopped going through the mental list of things he liked about Justin, and saw that the blond was patiently waiting for his answer. "I... don't know," he finally answered. He frowned at himself, knowing that it was the lamest answer he could have given.

"You're not making this easy," Justin smirked, and smiled at Brian half-heartedly.

"I told you I was no good at this sort of thing," Brian chuckled lightly.

Justin laughed too, and nodded. "Yeah, I'm beginning to see your point." He ran his hand through his own hair and sighed. "Okay, maybe if I started by telling you how I feel, it might help?" Justin suggested.

"Okay," Brian agreed, not sure what he was getting himself into.

"I like you, Brian. I had a great time with you last weekend, and I really enjoyed hanging out with you before then. I understand that you may not be looking for a relationship... and honestly, I'm not sure I want that either. As you know, I just got out of one that ended badly," Justin told him. Brian smirked in response.

"But what I <i>am</i> looking for, is someone who is fun, caring, honest; someone who treats me with respect..."

"I didn't hear smoldering good looks or nine inch dick in that list of qualities," Brian said with a smile.

Justin laughed. "Well that goes without saying," he added.

"So, you weren't trying to describe me, were you? If so, then I think you might be shit out of luck," Brian told him.

Justin frowned. "Bullshit. You are all of those things, in my eyes. I think you're a great guy. I really do," Justin told him honestly.

"Would you still think I was a great guy if I said I didn't think I could ever be monogamous?" Brian challenged.

"I'm not really sure how I feel about that. I was kind of hoping that we could just continue seeing one another, get to know each other better, and see how things go from there," Justin told him.

"That suspiciously sounds a lot like dating," Brian pointed out.

Justin wanted to laugh. He'd never met someone so nervous over the act of dating.

"Well, yeah... it is. How else are we going to find out what it is that we both want?" Justin asked. He saw the hesitancy and what may have either been fear or doubt or both, in Brian's eyes. "I'm not asking for anything right now, except your time. That's it. No commitment, no promises, no obligations, are required. No locked doors. No games. There are only two things I would expect from you -- honesty and respect," Justin said, seriously.

"And what if it's not working for me?" Brian asked.

"If you want to put it all to a stop, just say so. I won't make an issue of it. I'm not about staying in someone's life when it's obvious they're ready to move on. It can't be one-sided; both people have to want it for it to work," Justin said, thinking about his past relationships which lacked communication. If some of his exes had just been honest about their true feelings, it would have saved a lot of wasted time, heartache and pain.

Brian thought about what Justin was proposing and tried to think of a single reason this arrangement wouldn't work for him, but came up empty. He would still have the option to fuck tricks if he wanted to. He wouldn't have to worry about a jealous or nagging boyfriend. On an even more positive note, he would get closer to the blond, and he knew he wanted that too. He was curious to see if things between the two of them would go anywhere. This could be sort of a test for him. He'd never really tried this whole dating thing before. Maybe he should give it a shot? What did he have to lose?

"I think I can live with that," Brian replied with a smile. Justin smiled back at him, excited and satisfied that Brian was willing to give things a try. They looked at each other a moment, and suddenly, Brian's hand then found its way to Justin's knee. "So, shall we seal this deal with a kiss?" he asked him, a sparkle in his eye.

Justin grinned at Brian widely, and leaned towards him to meet his waiting lips. Simultaneously, their mouths opened up to one another, and their tongues met and swirled together, deepening their kiss. They each moaned, enjoying once again, the feel of the other. Brian's hand moved to Justin's crotch and started rubbing his semi-hard cock through his pants.

They were suddenly startled when the sensor light above the garage turned on, and shined brightly into Brian's jeep.

"What the fuck?" Brian asked, squinting his eyes. They then saw Katie walking over to the car, giving them a curious, but amused look. Justin rolled down his window.

"Hey, Brian. Justin. Where did you guys come from?" she asked.

"Didn't your mommy ever tell you about the birds and the bees?" Brian said sarcastically.

"Cute," she smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Brian gave me a ride home from Babylon," Justin explained. "Where are you going at this time of night?" he asked.

"Over to Matt's. He just got home from hanging out with the guys, and asked me to come over," she told them.

"Ah, a bootie call," Brian teased.

"Uh, not... If I was a bootie call, I'd be his ho instead of his girlfriend," she laughed.

"So who's the top and who's the bottom?" Brian asked with chuckle.

Justin shot Brian a death glare, and then looked at Katie to see what her reaction would be.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Katie shot back with a sly smile.

"You look sweet, but the sweet-looking ones are usually the wild ones whom end up calling the shots in bed," Brian said with his tongue in his cheek. Katie blushed, and was saved from answering when Justin interrupted their banter.

"Eww! Must you be so graphic? I'd rather not engage in hetero sex-talk; I don't need the visual, thank you very much," Justin said, looking like he wanted to gag.

Katie then laughed at her adopted brother. "Oh, poor widdle Jussie can't handle a widdle discussion involving straight sex," Katie teased, pinching Justin's cheeks. Brian laughed, and then enjoyed seeing Justin's cheeks flush pink in embarrassment.

"Okay, are you leaving now?" he asked her in annoyance. She only laughed in response.

"Ooh, grouchy. Better do something about that, Brian. You don't want to be around him when he's pissy," she warned.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind," Brian told her. Justin's face turned a darker shade of pink.

"Have fun boys," she sang, giving them a knowing glance, and then headed toward her car, which was parked in front of the house.

"Well, wasn't that a total mood spoiler," Justin said with a grumpy pout. Brian couldn't help but notice how adorable the blond's expression was, and would have laughed out loud, except that it would have been counter productive to his goals.

"Well, maybe if you invited me up to your place, I could help change that," Brian suggested.

Justin raised a brow at Brian's boldness. The older man was staring at him lustfully, and he looked absolutely irresistible. He licked his lips and smiled.

"Oh really? And how would you plan on doing that?" Justin asked with a teasing smile.

Brian leaned in like he was going to kiss Justin, but then stopped right before he reached his lips and instead moved to Justin's right ear, and sucked and licked at its lobe. Justin moaned, and felt himself harden again.

"Why don't I show you?" Brian whispered seductively. That's all it took, and Justin was practically pulling Brian out of the car and up the steps to his place over the garage.

Justin closed and locked the door behind them, and Brian immediately shrugged out of his jacket, and lay it down on the love seat in the small apartment.

"Wow, this place is really..."

"Cute?" Justin offered.

"I was going to say small," Brian smirked.

Justin laughed. "Well, it's no palace, but it suits me just fine. I don't need much, really," he shrugged. "It's got the essentials -- a bathroom, a fridge, stereo, TV... a bed..." Justin gave Brian a sexy smile, which made Brian's heart skip a beat, and his body temperature rise a few degrees. He glanced over towards the full size bed across the room, and swallowed hard.

Justin gave a self-satisfying grin. "You want something to drink?" he asked casually, walking slowly towards Brian.

"Huh-uh," Brian said, shaking his head. "I'd much rather have something else," he purred, and captured Justin's lips. Justin happily obliged, and offered the man his tongue, and felt his hard rod straining in his pants as their mouths and tongues moved together. He felt Brian's arms slide up his back and then loosely grip the back of his neck, pulling him impossibly closer to him.

As they embraced, they could feel the other's hard cock against their bodies as they pressed tightly together. Brian moaned, and unconsciously started leading Justin towards the bed, never breaking their kiss. When they reached the edge of it, he quickly pulled Justin's shirt up and over his head, and tossed it to the side. Justin immediately started working on the buttons on Brian's shirt, and had it off in record time.

Each man stared lustfully at the other's naked torso before diving into another passionate kiss.

They simultaneously fell onto the bed, their hands all over each other, and their lips still attached. They rolled around on the bed, fighting for dominance. Though Justin was versatile, he was used to others submitting to him when he felt the need to be in control. Brian, always being the notorious top, fell right into his comfortable role as such, and made all the moves to let Justin know who was running the show. He was surprised when Justin didn't seem to be backing down, and seemed to be challenging him and egging him on.

Justin rolled them over so that he was on top of Brian. He stopped kissing Brian then, and stared lustfully into his hazel eyes, which gazed back into Justin's with an equal passion. He slowly dragged one hand down the man's chest and kept trailing down until he reached the top button of Brian's 501s. He expertly unbuttoned the pants and then slid the zipper down slowly, allowing them to hear each tooth of metal until it had been pulled down all the way.

Justin was pleasantly surprised to see that Brian wasn't wearing any underwear, his thick, hard, cock pointing upward, and resting against his stomach. He smiled down at Brian. "Did you forget something?" he asked, and helped Brian pulled the jeans off.

Brian smirked. "Underwear is way overrated. Besides, they're constricting."

"I can see why you would say that," Justin said, gripping Brian's large cock, making the older man gasp. Justin kissed him, and Brian lost himself in the taste of Justin's mouth and the heavenly feeling of the blond's hand jerking him off. He could feel himself losing control and immediately snapped himself back into reality and rolled them over so that he was now hovering over Justin.

Justin just smiled, knowing that Brian was more comfortable in this position. "It doesn't seem fair that I'm naked and you're not," Brian said, and proceeded to remove Justin's pants. Unlike Brian, Justin was wearing underwear, which were now tented and wet from his leaking cock head.

"See?" Brian chuckled. "What did I tell you; constricted. I should probably help you do something about that," he said, and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Justin's underwear and slowly slid them down over his hips. After tossing them in an unknown direction, he immediately dipped down and licked the pre-cum dripping from Justin's slit.

"Ahh!" Justin gasped in surprise. He looked down at Brian, whose eyes were boring into his as he swirled his tongued around the head of his dick and then took it into his mouth, sucking on it lightly. Justin was sure he'd never been this turned on in his life. The sight of Brian like this was almost too much, and he started to worry that he'd end up prematurely cumming like some silly schoolboy.

Brian could see from Justin's reaction how much he was enjoying his mouth on the head of his dick, and decided to take it a step further, and slid down further until he felt the glorious cock at the back of his throat.

"Shit! Brian!" Justin moaned.

Brian chuckled, pleased that Justin was enjoying this as much as he was. He let his mouth slip from Justin's length, and then slowly continued stroking him. He then brought two fingers to his mouth and wet them with his saliva. When they were lubed enough he placed them at Justin's quivering anus, slipping one digit in.

Justin moaned at the pinching intrusion and was briefly reminded of the absence of penetration over the last couple of months. It'd been a while since he'd had this. He hadn't had much of a sex life since he and Alex had broken up, and what seldom sexual encounters he did have, he had been the top.

He moaned louder when he felt Brian insert a second finger into him and slowly slide them in and out of his tight hole. He sighed and enjoyed what Brian was doing to him. Brian had won this round. He had willingly submitted to the older man, and wasn't minding it a bit. It felt too good to care about anything else but what he was feeling at that moment.

Brian removed his fingers from Justin and heard him groan at the loss.

"Roll over," Brian gently commanded. Justin obeyed, more than willing to oblige. He couldn't wait to have Brian inside of him. He felt Brian run his hands up his back, and suddenly felt his hot breath against his ear.

"God, you're hot," he whispered, causing a shiver to shoot down Justin's spine. "Just so we're clear..." Brian started. "Do you want me inside of you tonight, Justin... or is it too soon?" Brian asked, and then sucked lightly on the side of the blond's neck, making him whimper.

Justin remained quiet, taking Brian's question into consideration. Initially, even though Justin had wanted Brian for a while, he held back because he wanted them to take things slow, for more than one reason. They had been able to do that the last time they saw each other, but right now, he couldn't see himself stopping anything that Brian did to him. He was loving it all too much to stop, and frankly, he couldn't think of anything better at the moment than for Brian to be fucking him soundly into his mattress.

"Justin?" Brian asked again, when the blond didn't answer. He saw a slight look of hesitance, but also noted the expression on his face that said he was ripe and ready to go. He just needed Justin to say it.

"Do..." he paused and then kissed Justin's neck again. "...you..." he continued, taking Justin's earlobe in his teeth and biting it softly. "...want me..." he then licked the spot he had just bitten. "...inside you..." He lightly ran his index finger down Justin's back and then traced invisible lines over his ass. "...tonight?" he finished, whispering that last word as seductively he could into Justin's ear.

Justin could have came right then if he'd wanted to. Brian was very persuasive, and it was definitely looking like his plans to wait were about to be void. But still... if they rushed into things...

"Brian... I --" Justin started to say, when suddenly, Brian started trailing his tongue down his back. "Ahh..." he moaned as the incredible feeling of this man's tongue traveling down his back made his mind go blank, the words he had been trying to say, now forgotten. The only conceivable thing he could manage was that the tongue that was on him at this instant was traveling further down south, and the fact that he was about to feel it someplace he hadn't felt a tongue in a very, very, long, time.

Brian's tongue reached the top of Justin's crack, and he then spread his buttocks before continuing his path down to his goal. When his tongue finally reached the puckered bud and lapped at it, Justin cried out in pleasure.

"Yes!"

Brian grinned and swirled around the hole, getting it nice and slick.

"Yes?" Brian asked. "Yes, what?" he urged, his grin never leaving his face.

"Yes, I want you... tonight," Justin panted, barely able to get the words out.

Brian then plunged his tongue into Justin's hole, and the blond bucked back, needing to feel it deeper inside of him.

"It's been so long," Justin whispered, more to himself.

Brian fucked Justin with his tongue, preparing and loosening him up for the main event. His own cock was rock hard, and leaking, and he started jerking himself off.

"Now, Brian. I want you now," Justin pleaded.

Brian withdrew and quickly grabbed the condom and lube from his pants pocket. Justin lay there and watched him anxiously, his lids heavy, and his eyes dilated.

Brian looked over at Justin laying on his stomach, his perfect lithe body and hot ass displayed on the bed, with his face turned towards him and watching him lustfully. He wanted this image to be imprinted in his mind forever. Justin looked so beautiful, and he couldn't wait to be inside of him.

Brian slipped the rubber on his dick and lubed it up. He leaned over Justin's back, and placed a kiss at the base of his neck. It was then that he noticed the darkening bruise on his back from Alex shoving Justin against the wall earlier that evening. He winced, as he stared at it, but then kissed the area lightly, before caressing the rest of Justin's back. He then placed his cock right at Justin's entrance.

"Brian..." Justin said and then turned to look at him, his expression a little vulnerable.

Brian thought maybe Justin had changed his mind. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked softly. He didn't want to stop, but he would if Justin wasn't ready for this yet.

"No... it's just that... well I haven't bottomed in a while..." Justin explained, and felt himself blush a little.

Brian leaned forward and kissed Justin tenderly on the lips for reassurance. "I promise I'll be gentle - unless you tell me otherwise," he smiled. Justin smiled back at him and nodded.

Brian carefully pushed the head of his penis inside the tight hole, and heard Justin gasp. "Hey. Relax," he whispered soothingly, and then caressed Justin's back lightly once again. Soon he felt Justin opening up to him, and slowly pushed himself deeper into Justin until he was all the way in. He threw his head back and moaned, amazed by how incredible this young man felt.

"Ahh..." Justin moaned, as he felt himself be completely filled.

Brian leaned forward and spread kisses all over Justin's back. "That's it," Brian whispered, as he felt Justin relaxing and adjusting to his size. He heard him sigh as he kissed and caressed his back, waiting for him to let him know when he was ready to continue. After a few moments, he felt Justin push his hips back a bit.

"Are you ready?" he asked softly.

"Yes. Fuck me," Justin replied.

Brian pulled almost the whole way out of Justin, and then slowly pushed back in. He continued with that slow rhythm for a while, wanting to make sure he wouldn't hurt the blond.

Justin met his thrusts and after a while, he wanted more. "Mmm... faster, Brian," Justin requested, and Brian was more than happy to oblige. He picked up the speed a bit and angled his cock just right so that he would bump Justin's prostate.

"Like that?" Brian panted, fucking Justin faster and deeper now and hitting his sweet spot every time he plunged in.

"Yes!" Justin breathlessly replied, loving every move Brian made inside of him.

"You feel so good," Brian whispered. He was nipping, licking and kissing at any part of flesh he could reach. He felt his orgasm building, and by the noises Justin was making, he guessed he was close too. He reached around and grabbed a hold of Justin's throbbing, leaking member and started stroking it.

That was all it took and Justin was cumming in Brian's hand. As he felt the tight hole contracting around his cock, his own orgasm was triggered, and he continued pounding into Justin until he finished riding it out, and then collapsed on top of his lover.

"Mmmm," Justin purred, trying to catch his breath.

Brian rolled off of him, and removed the condom, tossing it into the trash bin near the bed. He smiled at the freshly-fucked blond that lay next to him with a fully content expression, and then leaned in to kiss him.

"You're amazing," he whispered, smoothing some hair away from Justin's sweaty forehead.

"So are you," Justin smiled and kissed him again. "I really needed that," Justin sighed.

Brian laughed. "Another satisfied customer," he joked.

"You ain't kidding," Justin smiled.

"Um... can I smoke?" Brian asked.

Justin nodded. "Yeah. Let me just open the window. It gets really smoky in here when two people are smoking in this place," Justin explained, and quickly jumped out of bed to slide open the window, allowing the cool night air to breeze in. As his back was turned, Brian's eye caught sight of the bruise again.

"Could you hand me my jacket? It's over on your love seat," Brian said, pointing to it.

"Sure." Justin handed Brian his jacket, and watched him fish out his cigarettes and lighter from its front pocket.

"You want one?" he offered, as he took one out of his pack.

"I've got my own," Justin told him, and pulled out his pack of cloves.

Brian watched Justin light up one of his clove cigarettes. "I used to smoke those once in a while when I was younger. Usually after sharing a joint with my friend, Mikey," Brian told him.

"You want one?" Justin asked.

"Sure, why not," Brian shrugged, and put his Marlboro back in its box. After lighting the offered clove and inhaling, he licked his lips, enjoying the spiced flavor that was left from the filter.

Justin climbed back into bed, bringing an ashtray with him for them to share. They sat in comfortable silence for a moment as they smoked, each thinking of the events that evening.

"Justin..." Brian said, bringing Justin out of his thoughts. "Can I tell you something without you getting pissed or thinking that I'm trying to tell you what to do?" Brian asked.

"You're talking about what happened tonight with Alex," Justin said.

Brian nodded. "I think you should think about getting a restraining order," he told him. "He seems unstable, and, well... I want you safe," Brian admitted.

Justin smiled widely at Brian and leaned in to kiss him, tasting the clove on his lips. It made him feel good to know that Brian cared about what happened to him.

"I'll think about it," he told him, leaning his forehead against Brian's. He nodded back at him, but wondered if Justin was really going to take him seriously. He had a feeling that the younger man was still in denial that Alex would do anything harmful to him. That might have been true, but Brian certainly wouldn't have put it past him. He didn't trust the guy.

"Do you have anything going on tomorrow?" Brian asked, changing the subject.

"Nope. I actually have tomorrow off. It's like the first time in months I've been able to have Saturday completely free," Justin told him. "What about you?" he asked.

"Well, I have dinner plans... next door," Brian told him.

"What?"

"The munchers, my son, and I, were all invited to dinner over at Daniel and Alice's place tomorrow night," Brian explained.

"Really? I had no idea."

"You think you'll be able to make an appearance?" Brian asked.

"Do you want me to?" Justin asked.

Brian nodded. "I thought maybe you'd like to meet Gus," Brian told him.

Justin smiled brightly at the man. "I would love that," he told him. He took the nearly finished cigarette from Brian's hands and put it out in the ashtray along with his own. He then pulled Brian close for a kiss, which the other man deepened.

"You know you are damn good, but I was thinking that maybe I could show you some of my own oral techniques. What do you say?" Justin asked huskily.

Brian didn't answer. He didn't need to. He just smiled, lay back on the bed, and pulled back the sheet that had been over him, to reveal his once again hard, cock.

The two of them had a long, satisfying night as they each took turns showing off their best skills.

The next morning, Brian awoke to knocking. He felt a weight on his chest and when he opened his eyes, and saw a mop of blond hair in front of him. He smiled. Justin seemed dead to the world.

The knocking persisted.

"Justin," Brian whispered, lightly shaking the man asleep on his chest. When he made no movement or showed any signs of waking up, Brian shook him again a little harder.

"Justin," Brian called out again.

"Huh," Justin grumbled sleepily.

"Someone is knocking on your door," Brian told him.

"They'll go away," Justin mumbled.

"Justin," a voice called from outside.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Brian said.

On cue, Brian heard the door being unlocked and it opened.

"Justin, I'm sorry to wake you, but I have an emerg --" Katie froze as she spotted her adopted brother and half brother entangled in each other in Justin's bed. Justin was wide awake now, having heard the door open, and looked up at her a bit stunned, while Brian looked completely unfazed.

"Oh... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to, uh --" she stammered, her face blushing profusely.

"Jesus," Justin muttered, and buried his face into Brian's chest, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Um, yeah... key," Katie said, holding up her copy of Justin's apartment key that he had given her for emergencies. "I knocked but there was no answer, Jay, and well, I was desperate --"

"What's wrong?" he asked, suddenly worried.

"Nothing too horrible, but my car won't start, and I have to be at the restaurant in 20 minutes for the morning shift. I know you have today off, and I wondered if I could borrow your car?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah, sure. Just don't change my radio stations again," he warned her. She laughed at him lightly and then made her way over to the bed to kiss his cheek. "Thanks," she said gratefully. Justin absently nodded, and then sat up and reached for his set of keys on his nightstand. He proceeded to unhook his car key from the key chain.

"Oh, um... hey, Brian," she smiled, still a bit embarrassed to see them in bed, naked together.

"Hey, Katie," Brian smiled back, amused by her reaction to seeing them together.

Justin handed her the key, and she took it from him. "Thanks a lot, Jay. I owe you one," she said, her voice heavy with relief.

"Oh yeah, the list is piling up, sis," he smiled, as he scratched his head. She giggled back, knowing that he enjoyed teasing her.

"Well, I'll uh, let you guys get back to - yeah..." she trailed off, and then turned to walk out.

"A pleasure to see you as always," Brian called out, as she shut the door behind her.

Justin looked back at him, and then threw his head dramatically into the mattress and covered it with his pillow, letting out a loud, regretful groan.

Brian only laughed at him. "Oh, come on, Justin. It's not that bad. It's not like she saw us fucking," he pointed out.

"She might as well have!" Justin yelled from under his pillow.

"Want me to kiss it better?" Brian asked, and reached his hands under the covers to rub Justin's morning wood.

"Mmmm..." Justin replied.

Brian then went to work, helping Justin to not be able to think about anything at the moment but him and his tongue, and how good they felt.