Where I Belong

Trick!

Justin answered the door, smiling when he saw Brian, and two women standing in front of him. The attractive blond woman was bouncing a baby in her arms, whom he knew must be Brian's son, Gus. On cue, the infant looked up at Justin with his big blue eyes and gave him a smile, causing Justin's heart to melt. He marveled at how beautiful the little baby was and noted that he could see a bit of a resemblance between father and son.

"Hi," Justin grinned as he made eye contact first with Brian, and then his friends. "You must be Lindsay and Melanie," Justin said.

"Yes, and this here, is Gus," Lindsay smiled back, as she looked down at her infant son, continuing to lightly bounce him.

Justin nodded, his smile never faltering. "I'm Justin, come on in," he told them.

Daniel and Alice suddenly appeared behind him, ready to greet their guests. Alice was already chattering away with the two women as she ushered them inside, while Daniel immediately reached for his grandson.

Brian had purposely allowed them to enter the house first, wanting to take a private moment to give his new non-boyfriend a proper hello. It seemed that everyone had forgotten about the two of them, and were too busy talking with one another to notice that the two men hadn't followed them into the house.

Justin stepped forward onto the doorstep and closed the door behind him just enough so that they wouldn't be seen by the others inside the house. He grinned at Brian, who seemed just as happy to see him. The older man leaned in, pulling him close against his body, and then captured his lips in a sensual kiss.

"Just had to have a taste," Brian whispered seductively, after pulling away from the delicious lip lock. He felt his cock react, the kiss serving as a reminder of their previous activities that had taken place between them that morning and the night before.

Justin smiled brightly back at Brian. "Mmm. Is that how you'll be greeting me from now on?" he purred.

"If I can help it," Brian smiled back, and pushed his hard on against the blond to show him some encouragement. Justin chuckled as he felt Brian's erection against him. He really wanted to drag Brian someplace to take care of that, but knew that now was not really the time.

"Come on. They're going to wonder where we are," Justin said. Brian rolled his eyes, but allowed Justin to take his hand and pull him into the house.

The evening was turning out quite nicely. Daniel had decided barbecue some steaks, and Alice made a Cesar salad as well as her famous creamy mashed potatoes. Dinner was pronounced delicious, and after they ate, they all gathered in the living room to have a glass of wine and talk.

Alice brought out the photo albums, wanting to show off their now grown-up children to their guests. Ordinarily, Brian would have cringed at the thought of looking through happy hetero family photos, but even he had taken an interest in seeing pictures of his half brothers and sisters, and of course Justin, when they were young. Some of them were of Ryan or Peter holding up metals they'd won in wrestling matches. Some were of Katie from her ballet recitals. There were some of birthday parties. Mostly, though there were lots of family photos from vacations or various gatherings. They all looked really happy in the pictures, and Brian felt a sadness wash over him as he looked at each of them, wishing that he could have been a part of all of these memories. If only Daniel would have known he existed, he might have had a happy childhood too. While his brothers and sisters were living in a happy, healthy and loving environment, he was getting the shit beat out of him, sometimes daily, by Jack, while his alcoholic mother just stood by and let it happen.

Brian's thoughts were interrupted when Alice suddenly said, "Oh, and here's one of Justin at the GLC. That was his first art showing," she gushed proudly, with a broad smile.

Justin blushed, and covered his face to hide his embarrassment. "God, I look like such a dork!" he laughed. Brian chuckled in amusement, observing the only slightly younger-looking Justin, smiling brightly next to his displayed artwork.

"How old were you in this picture?" Brian asked.

"Fifteen," Justin answered.

"Aside from the shorter hair you don't really look much older than you are now," Brian commented.

Lindsay chuckled. "Are you jealous, Bri?" she teased. Melanie smirked, and Brian glared at both of them.

"I was simply making an observation," he said, rolling his eyes.

"He's right, Justin hasn't changed much. He looks almost the same as he did when he first came here to live with us," Alice said.

Justin blushed more profusely. "Okay, let's move on to someone else's picture now," he said.

Brian gave him a devilish smile. "Actually, Alice, I'd like to see more photographs of our little ball of Sunshine, over here... preferably something really embarrassing that I can hold over his head," he said, sticking his tongue in his cheek, and then looking back at Justin, almost laughing at the glare he gave him.

"I think Ryan may have those pictures stashed away for emergencies," Alice chuckled, and the rest of them laughed with her.

Daniel watched the interaction carefully between Brian and Justin, noticing how comfortable they seemed around each other.

"Anyone up for dessert?" Daniel asked.

"That's right, there's some pecan pie and vanilla ice cream, if you guys are interested," Alice offered.

"Sounds great," Lindsay smiled.

Melanie nodded in agreement. "Make that two."

"I'll get it," Daniel volunteered, just as Alice was about to get up. He looked over at Brian. "What about you, Brian?" he asked.

"Oh, no," he answered. "But thanks," he added, smiling at Alice, hoping she wouldn't be offended that he was refusing her homemade pie.

"Oh, come on. You know you want to," Justin told him. Brian shot Justin a knowing look.

"No way. I don't eat carbs or fat after 7:00. Eating that piece of pie and/or ice cream would mean an extra hour on the StairMaster," he said.

"Yeah, wouldn't want you to ruin your perfect figure," Melanie smirked.

Brian shot her a look but didn't say anything.

Alice then pulled their attention back to the photo album, and Justin stood up and walked over to Brian, and draped an arm around his shoulder casually. He then leaned into his ear and whispered very softly, "Fuck the StairMaster. I can think of much better ways to work it off." Brian felt his cock jump at that suggestion, and shifted uncomfortably where he was seated. Justin smiled back at him innocently, and Brian bit back a groan.

Lindsay happened to glance over at the two of them then, and noticed the look that Brian and Justin shared, and smiled to herself. She'd have to ask Brian about that later.

"Justin, why don't you help me with the dessert?" Daniel asked.

"Sure," Justin said, and followed his adopted father into the kitchen.

Daniel got the pecan pie and ice cream out of the fridge, while Justin got out some plates and silverware.

"So, how long has this thing with you and Brian been going on?" Daniel asked casually. Justin froze and then turned around to look at him.

"Daniel..." Justin paused, not sure what to say.

"Well?" Daniel asked expectantly.

"Did Katie tell you?" Justin asked.

"No one had to tell me a thing. It's evident that there's something going on between the two of you, just by the way you are around one another. I can see that you care about each other," Daniel told him. "Well, that, and I saw Brian's Jeep parked in the driveway this morning," he added with a small smile.

"Oh," Justin blushed.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Daniel asked.

"This thing with Brian and I... it's really new," Justin told him.

"How new?" he asked, turning his attention to the dessert and cutting out several pieces of the pie to put on plates.

"Well, last night was the first time we --" Justin paused, not sure how much he should reveal. He was pretty sure Daniel knew that he and Brian had slept together the night before. "-- came to an agreement," Justin finished, trying to hide his embarrassment, and hoped that he wasn't blushing again.

From the look on Justin's face, Daniel got the gist of what that meant. Besides, he wasn't living in the dark ages. He cleared his throat. "I see," he answered. His brows then furrowed a bit. "I got the impression that Brian wasn't really the 'committed' type," he said thoughtfully.

"He isn't. And I'm not asking him to be," Justin told him.

Daniel gave him a confused look.

"We're not serious. We're just dating, and we'll see where it goes from there," Justin said nonchalantly, dishing some ice cream onto the plates.

"Justin..." Daniel said in a warning tone.

"Daniel, it's okay. Don't worry about it, all right?" Justin said with a reassuring smile. "We like each other. There's no reason to rush into anything either of us may not be ready for," Justin explained. "Um, would you cut one more piece? Just a small one," Justin asked. Daniel smiled, knowing who the piece was for, and nodded.

"So am I supposed to pretend that I don't know anything, or are you planning on telling the rest of the family about the two of you?" Daniel asked.

Justin shrugged. "We haven't really discussed it."

"I suggest you do, because from the way you two look at each other, it won't take very long for the others to put two and two together," Daniel said, setting the plates of dessert on a large tray to carry into the living room. "In fact, I'm fairly sure that Brian's friend, Lindsay, picked up on things as well," he added.

Justin nodded. He hadn't thought it had been that obvious. He'd have to talk to Brian about it later. He wasn't sure how comfortable the other man felt about people knowing about them just yet.

"I'll carry it," Justin insisted, and picked up the tray, and the both of them walked back into the other room to join the others. Daniel helped to hand out the plates. Justin took the plate with the smallest slice of pie and no ice cream, and handed it to Brian. The older man looked at him with a raised brow. Justin only smiled sweetly at him. He knew that Brian had wanted a piece. "I promise you won't regret it," Justin told him, hoping that he would get his double meaning.

Brian smiled in understanding, and then picked up the fork and took a bite of his dessert, suppressing a moan at its delicious taste. Alice truly was a great cook.

As the evening grew later, Lindsay and Melanie decided that they'd better get home. Brian had arrived in his own car earlier, telling the girls that he was probably going to go out and do something after dinner. Assuming he meant Babylon or Woody's, they had agreed to just follow him in their car so he wouldn't have to drop them off.

They all walked Lindsay and Melanie to the door. Gus, who had been contentedly sleeping in his father's arms for the last half an hour, barely stirred when Brian kissed his hair, and whispered, "Night, Sonnyboy," before handing the infant over to Lindsay. Justin smiled, touched by the tenderness and love Brian showed toward his son.

They said their goodbyes, and after the couple left, Justin made eye contact with Brian. He wanted him so bad he could taste it, and by the way Brian was lustfully staring back at him, he knew he wanted him just as bad if not more.

"Are you heading out too, Brian?" Alice asked.

"Um, yeah, I really should," he said, and then glanced at Justin.

"Well, don't stay away for too long, young man. We love having you over," Alice said, giving Brian a hug and kiss on the cheek. He was surprised by this, but couldn't help but smile back at her. For some odd reason, this family really liked having him around, and though it was hard for him to grasp, he had to admit that it was a great feeling. He loved Debbie, but frankly, after years of her calling him an asshole and blaming him for everything that went wrong in Michael's life, he always felt like a disappointment to her.

Neither Daniel nor Alice expected anything of him, and they hadn't judged him at all since they met him. In fact, they had willingly welcomed him into their home, family and lives almost as soon as they found out about him. He never knew such genuine people existed. It was refreshing.

He still felt a little bit uncomfortable with all the love and affection these people freely gave to him, but in spite of himself, he realized that he didn't want to push them away. He wanted to really get to know them and maybe even grow to love them. Since meeting his father, they had already shared a connection, and he found that he cared for the man and his family, and now, amazingly enough he was slowly, but surely starting to think of the Jensons as his own family.

Daniel hugged Brian, as they said goodbye. "Does this family have a hugging fetish?" Brian chuckled. 'At least they didn't cut off his circulation though,' he thought, Debbie's face flashing into his mind. She really liked to squeeze tight, and for such a small woman, she certain had a good strong grip.

Daniel and Alice laughed at Brian's comment. "We're an affectionate family. Get used to it," Alice said, patting his back.

Justin smiled, knowing that Brian really liked Daniel and Alice. He could see that Brian really seemed to let his guard down with the Jensons and appreciated them. His demeanor was different around them. He seemed more relaxed, and open.

Justin felt Brian grab him in what appeared to be a goodbye hug. When he was about to pull out of the embrace, he felt Brian hold him firmly in place.

"I'm going to fuck your brains out," Brian whispered, his hot breath against his ear. Justin's heart sped up and he felt a shiver go down his spine. He couldn't speak.

"Meet me at the Jeep in five minutes," Brian told him, before releasing Justin from their hug, and then smiled at him, amused by the look on his face. He knew the younger man wanted him too, and it was confirmed as he saw him swallow, and then nod in agreement.

Brian left the house and walked out to his Jeep. He started the engine, and smoked a cigarette as he waited. Within three minutes, Justin was opening the passenger door and climbing into the seat. Suddenly, their lips were crashing together in a heat of passion.

"God, I've wanted you since the moment you showed up on the doorstep today," Justin panted.

"Me too," Brian managed to get out between their kisses.

Justin pulled away from Brian's embrace, his eyes full of lust. "Let's go." It almost sounded like begging, but he didn't care. Brian nodded, put his Jeep in gear, and headed straight for the loft.

As soon as they stepped inside the door, Brian attacked Justin's mouth and desperately started peeling off the man's clothes, needing to feel his smooth, soft skin. Once he got Justin's shirt off, his mouth immediately moved towards the exposed neck, and he licked and kissed the parts that he had recently discovered to be Justin's erogenous zones. He smiled as he heard Justin moan his approval.

"Let's take this in the bedroom, shall we?" Brian purred, rubbing his hand against Justin's bulging hard cock.

Justin smiled and nodded, and then dove for Brian's mouth once again. Brian laughed at Justin's eagerness, and kissed him back as he led him to the bed, their lips never losing contact. As they stood at the edge of the bed, Brian quickly worked on removing his own clothing, while Justin pulled off the remainder of his. Brian moaned at the sight of Justin's beautiful naked body in front of him, his fully hard cock, just waiting to have his attention.

He pushed Justin down on the bed roughly, making the blond growl with approval. He was feeling a bit feisty and didn't mind the aggressiveness at all; in fact, it turned him on even more. Justin was sure he'd never wanted to fuck so badly in his life. His chest was flushed pink at his arousal, and he lay on his back panting in anticipation of what Brian would do next.

Brian towered over the younger man, a devilish smile playing across his lips, as he teasingly ran his index finger lightly down Justin's neck and chest. He watched in fascination Justin's expression, and felt him tremble under his touch. He then dipped down and lightly suckled on the younger man's right nipple, earning him a sharp gasp. Brian smiled at the reaction and could feel Justin's cock poking into his stomach as he flicked his tongue around the tit, making the small nub erect.

Brian felt movement under him, and saw that Justin was attempting to touch himself, and slapped his hand.

"Ah-ah-ah," Brian shook his head at him. "That belongs to me. No touching, understand?" he scolded.

Justin sigh and nodded. He was so fucking hard it hurt, and his cock needed attention. He didn't know how long he could wait. Suddenly he felt Brian bite down on the nipple he'd been teasing, and cried out in pleasure.

"Brian..." he begged, running his finger's through the man's auburn hair in encouragement as he continued his assault on him. After a couple of minutes of bathing and teasing both of Justin's nipples, Brian dragged his tongue down his torso, stopping to lick and kiss along the way as he kept moving further down.

Justin wanted to scream his frustration. He was about to explode. Before he knew it, Brian was engulfing his cock, and he could have cried from relief.

"Fuck!"

Brian lifted his mouth from the head of Justin's dick, smiling as he looked up at him. "In all due time, Sunshine," he chuckled, and then licked the slit, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered there, eliciting another moan from the man under him. He started moving his mouth up and down the hard shaft, and with his tongue, he made sure to use every trick he knew that was known to drive men crazy.

"God... please, Brian," Justin pleaded, and grabbed a hold of Brian's hair, giving it a tug.

Brian pulled his mouth off of the spit slicked rod, and as his lips released the mushroom head, it made a pop sound. "Talk to me. What do you want?" he asked, his voice hoarse and full of lust.

"Fuck me!" Justin begged.

Brian smiled and shook his head. "Not yet," he told him, and pushed Justin's knees up so he could have easier access to his balls. He started tonguing one of his testicles and then sucked it into his mouth.

"Ahhh!" Justin panted. "Brian, I'm going to cum if --"

"No, you're not," Brian told him, suddenly stopping the task at hand, and firmly took hold of the base of Justin's dick, stopping the blood flow. "You know, you're not very well trained. We may have to see about getting you a cock ring," Brian smirked.

"Roll over," Brian said softly. Justin was quick to obey, praying that Brian was finally going to fuck him now. He lay on his stomach, waiting, hoping to hear the sound of the cap popping on the tube of lube, or the tearing of a condom wrapper, but those sounds never came. He was about to say something, when he felt Brian lightly run his hands up and down his back soothingly, feeling himself relax under his touch.

"Mmm, feels good," he whispered.

Suddenly, Brian's lips were at his ear. "It's about to get better," he heard him whisper. Justin felt himself tense up again at the thought of what might next transpire.

"Relax," Brian said, having felt the muscles in Justin's body stiffen under him. Once again, he started running his hands lightly over the smooth back until he felt Justin's body relax once again. "That's it," he whispered, and kissed the back of Justin's neck. He then started kissing his way all the way down to the base of Justin's spine. He grabbed the globes of Justin's ass, squeezing them gently, and then pulling them apart, exposing his hole. Brian licked his lips at the sight of the delicacy in front of him, and then slowly ran his tongue over it.

"Oh God," Justin moaned.

Brian buried his face in Justin's ass and went to work on giving him the best rim job of his life, swirling and lapping his tongue on the outside of his anus and then eventually plunging into him. He was lost in the taste and smell of Justin, the man's whimpering cries music to his ears and making him impossibly harder. His own cock had started leaking, and it was only the fact that he had years of practice sustaining control, that he hadn't yet cum himself.

Brian decided that they had played enough, and it was time to get to the main event. He released his tongue from the quivering hole and then lightly planted a kiss on the right cheek, hearing Justin sigh. Whether it was a sigh of relief or protest, he wasn't sure.

He turned Justin over so he was on his back, and then crawled up his body, and once he reached his lips, Justin wrapped his arms around him and hungrily attacked his mouth. It was so hot, so intoxicating, that Brian was willing to bet that either of them could have cum just from that kiss alone. As they kissed, Brian's hand made its way back down to Justin's ass, and he inserted his middle finger into the well lubed hole.

'Finally!' Justin thought. "More," he moaned.

Brian added another finger, and continued probing in and out, stretching him and readying him for his cock, as Justin rocked against his hand.

Brian stopped kissing Justin so he could look into his eyes. "You want me?" he asked teasingly, snaking out his tongue and licking Justin's lower lip.

"Yes," Justin told him, his eyes dilated.

"You want me to fuck your tight, hot, little ass?"

"<i>Yes</i>," Justin said urgently, firmly holding on to Brian as he ground his cock against his.

"Hard?" Brian whispered against his ear, and then bit down on the lobe.

"Christ! Yes. Fuck me, Brian. Do it," Justin demanded.

Brian smiled. He finally reached for the ever present condom and lube and prepared the both of them. He lifted Justin's legs, resting them on his shoulders, and then positioned his cock at his entrance. When he pushed the head in, they both sighed. It felt so good, and Brian wanted nothing more than to ram into the tight opening, but was afraid he'd hurt the younger man. So instead, he inched his way inside Justin slowly and carefully, until he was completely embedded within him, and kissed the side of Justin's neck as he waited for him to adjust to his size.

"Brian, fuck me," Justin whispered softly.

Brian kissed him on the lips gently, and then pulled almost the whole way out of him, before plunging all the way back in. They both cried out in ecstasy, simultaneously amazed by how incredible the other made them feel inside and out.

"You feel..." Brian started to say, and then withdrew and pushed his cock back in the warm, tight, channel. "You feel..." he repeated, and then felt Justin grip him from the inside and gasped.

"Like heaven," Justin said, as if finishing Brian's thought. Brian smiled as he closed his eyes and nodded.

Brian started fucking Justin faster, and his legs kept falling off Brian's shoulders, so he just wrapped them around his waist instead.

"Yes," Justin hissed, as Brian continually hit his sweet spot inside him. Brian could tell that Justin was getting closer to climax, as his breathing changed. He was close as well, so he licked his palm, and then wrapped his hand around Justin's cock and started jerking him off. Only a couple of minutes later, Justin was shooting his cum into Brian's hand and onto his own chest. As Justin's hole spasmed and squeezed around his dick, Brian felt his own orgasm erupt, and he came with an animalistic growl that he'd never heard himself make.

They held onto each other, their hearts beating rapidly as they tried to catch their breath. Brian looked over at Justin's face and saw that he was practically glowing. His face was flushed and sweaty and had a genuine look of satisfaction written all over it.

"That..." Justin panted. "...was fucking..." Pant, pant. "...amazing!" he said, with a big smile.

Brian smiled back at him, his own face clearly showing his agreement. He leaned in and kissed Justin's mouth, tasting a bit of the salty sweat that had previously formed above his upper lip.

"And to think I might have gone to Babylon instead and missed out," Brian chuckled. Justin laughed and lightly swatted him on the arm.

Brian sat up and started reaching for his cigarettes on the nightstand. He lit one and handed it to Justin, who gratefully accepted it, taking a much needed drag. He then lit himself one, and lay his head back on his pillow. They smoked in comfortable silence, both exhausted and probably a little too thoughtful.

"Well, the pressure is definitely on now," Justin suddenly said, breaking the silence. Brian slightly frowned and looked at him questioningly.

"See, once you have sex that good, it makes every time after that difficult to measure up to. Now every time we fuck we'll have to work that much harder," Justin told him.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm definitely up for the challenge," Brian said, looking into his eyes. Justin thought he saw something else in those beautiful hazel eyes gazing back at him. Was Brian trying to tell him something? Was it some kind of silent declaration? He couldn't be sure. Brian Kinney wasn't an open book, and he still had a lot to learn about him. He decided to just let it go for now. He stubbed out his cigarette butt in the ashtray that Brian held out to him, and then he leaned in and kissed Brian's sweet lips once again. He couldn't get enough of them.

"Take a shower with me?" he asked sweetly.

Brian nodded his reply and stood up, pulling Justin with him towards the bathroom.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The next morning, Brian was awakened by a warm wet mouth on his cock. He sleepily opened his eyes to see a blond head bobbing up and down on his dick, moaning as he watched Justin's mouth leave the head and then flick his tongue on the underside of it.

Justin heard the moan, and looked up at Brian and made eye contact, and then smiled at him sexily, before sliding his mouth all the way down the engorged organ once again.

"Fuck," Brian hissed.

A few minutes later, Justin was sucking harder and faster, and before long, he felt Brian cum in his mouth, and he swallowed it all, loving its salty-sweet taste.

"Come here," Brian growled, and Justin crawled up his body. Brian grabbed him behind his neck to pull his face to him, and kissed him deeply, moaning his approval as Justin shared with him a sample of his cum. He then grabbed hold of his young lover's cock, wanting to relieve his morning hard on.

Justin moaned as he felt Brian stroking him, and things were just starting to get really hot and heavy when suddenly they were interrupted by a banging on the loft door.

"Shit!" Brian said, clearly irritated.

"Just ignore them," Justin panted. He was unbelievably turned on and wanted nothing more than for Brian to fuck him senseless.

They heard more banging, and then a whiny voice call out, "Brian!"

Brian released Justin's dick, and the blond looked at him like he'd lost his mind.

"You can't ignore him. He's not going to go away," Brian explained, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Who the fuck is it?" Justin asked, aggravated that it looked like he wasn't going to get off.

"It's Mikey," Brian sighed, and got out of bed, quickly pulling on the jeans he had from the night before.

Justin remained in the bed, trying to think if he was supposed to know who this Mikey person was, when he remembered that Brian had mentioned before that his best friend's name was Michael. That must be who was at the door.

More banging. "Briiiiiaaaan!"

"Hold the fuck on!" Brian shouted, as he hurried to answer the door. He slid the heavy metal door open to see an agitated Michael with his fist held up, presumably about to bang on the door again.

Michael frowned at his best friend. "What the fuck took you so long?"

Brian took a deep breath to calm himself so he wouldn't end up wrapping his hands around Michael's neck. At this point, he wasn't sure if he would be able to let go.

"Michael, did it occur to you that maybe I was busy?" Brian said in an eerily calm voice, but his face said something totally different.

"Doing what?" Michael asked, looking over Brian's shoulder to see if he had company. "Did you let a trick spend the night or something?" he asked.

"What do you want?" Brian asked, ignoring his friend's inquisition.

"You were supposed to meet Ted, Emmett and I for breakfast, remember? When you didn't show up, I got worried and thought I'd come check on you," Michael said, giving his puppy dog eyes.

"Well, I'm fine, Mikey. It's a miracle. Now, if you don't mind..." Brian was about to shut the door in the other man's face, when he noticed Michael's eyes go wide as they followed an image moving behind him in the loft. Justin having emerged from the bedroom was going to start a pot of coffee, when he was unknowingly spotted by a jealous best friend.

"Who's he?" Michael demanded.

Justin looked over at Michael, surprised, but not intimidated. He went about his business filling the coffee pot with water and then started searching the cupboards for the coffee.

Brian sighed, and thought he might as well get this over with. He opened the door wide, and motioned for Michael to come in. Michael wasted no time walking into the loft and stared at Justin as he continued to make his way around the kitchen.

"Since when do you let tricks stay long enough to have coffee?" Michael asked Brian accusingly.

That comment got Justin's attention and he spun his head around quickly to frown at Michael.

"<i>Excuse me?"</i>he asked, clearly offended.

Michael rolled his eyes. "You didn't tell him about your one fuck only policy?" he asked Brian.

Justin couldn't believe the audacity of this man. "Whoa, wait a minute --"

"Look, Boy Wonder, you might as well know right now that Brian is not your boy --"

"Michael, shut the fuck up," Brian said, cutting him off.

Michael gave Brian an annoyed look. "What? Someone has to tell him, since you obviously didn't. Look at him, he's rumbling around your kitchen like he's a live-in guest, for God's sake!" Michael exclaimed.

That was the last straw and Justin made his way over to where Michael was standing. Brian saw the angry look on Justin's face and knew it could get ugly, but at the same time was curious as to how he would handle this.

"First of all, my name is not Boy Wonder, it's Justin. Second of all, who I am, why I'm here, or what goes on between Brian and me, is none of your fucking business," he told him sternly.

"Right. We've been best friends for 15 years. He <i>is</i> my business. All you are to him is just another notch in his belt," Michael smirked.

"That's enough, Mikey," Brian told him.

Justin looked over at Brian, wondering if he was going to defend him, their relationship, or whatever it was they were to each other. He looked over at Michael, who was giving him a smug look.

"Well, if that's what Brian thinks of me, then he can say it, and I will graciously leave you to him and go home," Justin said. He turned back and looked at Brian expectantly and waited for him to say something.

Brian felt the heat of the spotlight as both men stared at him. He knew he had to come clean about Justin. He just didn't expect it to happen like this. He had hoped to ease into it. This thing between them, whatever it was, had just barely started, for fuck's sake. He looked over at his best friend.

Here went nothing.

"Mikey... Justin is not a trick," he admitted.

Michael looked at him, confused. "What are you talking about?" he asked.

Brian walked over to Justin and put his arm around him. Justin gratefully leaned into him, relieved that Brian was going to tell the truth about him.

"I'm saying that Justin and I..." Brian paused, not sure now to word it. "Well, he is..." He took another breath and started again. "See, we -- "

"We're seeing each other," Justin finished, looking Michael in the eye.

Michael stared at them in disbelief and then started laughing. Justin looked at Brian, whose expression looked like he wanted to bury his head underground. In the meantime, Michael was laughing so hard he had tears coming out of his eyes.

"Is there a camera in here somewhere?" he asked, looking around the loft. "That's really a good one, Brian. You really got me this time," he said, shaking his head.

"It's true, Michael. Justin and I are seeing each other," he told him.

Michael's face sobered up, and he looked from one man to the other, seeing that neither of them were cracking a smile. They were being serious.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked Brian, hurt evident in his face.

"It just sort of happened. It's still new..."

"How the fuck does that happen? All these years you don't believe in relationships and now, suddenly you have a boyfriend?" Michael frowned.

"I'm not his boyfriend," Justin corrected.

Michael's brows furrowed in confusion. "But you just said..."

"It's an open relationship, Mikey. I'm still going to fuck other guys. The difference with him is, he isn't a trick, and he gets the privilege of getting fucked by me as many times as he wants," Brian said, looking at Justin, who couldn't help chuckling.

Michael stared at the two of them, their arms wrapped around each other, and suddenly felt like the room was closing in on him. He never imagined that Brian would ever want to be with anyone like this. In fact, he had held out hope that <i>he</i> would be the one that Brian would have that type of relationship with, eventually. Because he and Brian had always meant something to each other, and he knew that no one else would ever get him, care about him... love him, like he did.

"I've gotta go," Michael said quietly.

"Mikey..."

"No, really. I've got to meet David. Um, I'll see you tonight?"

Brian nodded in agreement.

Michael nodded back, and then let himself out.

Justin looked at Brian, not quite able to read the expression on his face. Was that guilt?

"Is he going to be okay?" Justin asked.

"Yeah."

"What's tonight?"

"Sunday dinner at his mother's house. The whole family gets together every week there for dinner," Brian explained.

"Oh, shit."

"Yeah."