1990 December, Carnegie Mellon

Brian moaned loudly as he finally released his sperm into a condom, he panted heavily in an afterglow falling down onto the sweaty back of some hot guy he met in the coffee-shop just an hour ago. He wasn't as good as a guy he had before him, but he was doable and gave a not so bad head. Discharging the condom Brian laid on his back in his narrow bed.

„-Brian...Brian are you here?", he growled recognising his best friend's in college, voice and seconds later doors went open ,fallowed by the surprised gasp,

„-As you can see I'm a bit busy right now", Brian said with a grin but it quickly become a cursing growl as he heard his bed companion starting to snore,

„-You didn't even locked the doors, what if someone else would've walked in", Brian rolled his eyes and raised himself on his elbows to look at his friend,

„-It's a Christmas break, everyone is gone for the holidays", he fall back on his bed and grabbed his cigarette pack from the table nearby, „-And why haven't you?", he asked after he lighted his cigarette,

„-I was about to right now, just had dilated caused I had to talk with my art history professor, he almost failed me on my paper", Brian rolled his eyes at the bitch tone, and kicked his bed companion when he heard another snore,

„-Hey, get up, you can't sleep here", Brian loudly growled to the guy and pushed him hard when the guy didn't moved, „-I said get out", he said even louder and angrier finally waking up the dude.

"-Hay Brian, why don't you come with me to my parents for Christmas", he snorted at his friend not even raising his eyes and threw the guys clothes at him as he finally started dressing up."-Brian, I'm serious here, what are you going to do on the holidays anyway, just fuck some nameless guys and get stoned. You do that all the time so not much the difference", Brian snorted again even if he wasn't going to disagree on that. He set up in bed and put on his jeans since there wasn't a point of being naked anymore,

"-Even you don't like your parents Lind's and would happily avoid it if you could. So why would I want to go?", he crushed his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up deciding to take a beer from the fridge.

"-Brian, come on. We could keep each other sane there. There will be plenty of fancy food and booze. it's not like you have much money left to get stoned on your own in entire break", Brian cursed silently, she was right, he didn't had much money and he couldn't afford himself to buy much booze or drugs. Maybe he could get it for free in some club being so hot and desirable, but his pride wouldn't let him for others to buy him drinks and drugs. From time to time it was ok if guy wanted to buy for him, but he didn't wanted to feel someone's bitch. He already had a not very nice memory how allowing others to buy you drinks turns out to be a terrible idea.

"-Just please tell me that I won't have to pretend to be your boyfriend, those cover up stories is getting old", Brian was sure that Lindsay wasn't out to her parents like he wasn't to his own, but at least he wasn't bringing home some fake girlfriends to pretend being someone he wasn't.

"-I never asked you to pretend Brian. and if they make their own assumptions it's not really my fault", she blinked couple times slowly with her long eyelashes playing innocent. Sometimes he really hated when she did that. Besides if her parents would think that they were a couple they probably would have to sleep on the same bed and Lindsay might get a little too handy. Just because they had fucked couple of times when being beyond stoned it didn't meant that Brian wished to repeat that.

"-Fine, but I'm getting drunk on that fancy booze you promised, so no complaining", Brian said pointing a finger at her hoping that she wouldn't get any funny thought how to use him in the drunk state.

The Peterson's mansion was even bigger and fancier that he even imagined, he knew that Lindsay's folks were lauded but he didn't knew that they were this important, not just simply a country club style, but whole private yachts and golf club owners. Mr and Mrs Peterson were the usual conservative snobs trying to raise their three children to be the same. So Lindsay's attraction to the same gender was nowhere close to the plan, she's suppose to marry someone worthy and boring like her father, have couple of kids and become a shallow housewife like her mother.

That's why Brian had a hard time understanding how her parents thought he was Lindsay's boyfriend, he came from the poor family, his grades weren't the highest and even if one day he'll become someone successful and rich like he planned to accomplish, it might take years for it. Sure he was handsome, just unbelievably attractive, but he wasn't near those candy boys whose the rich and much older woman kept by their sides.

But Brian would get some fancy food, fancy booze, would sleep in some fancy bed and would have an actual Christmas dinner, he had never had at his home. So all in all it was good, even if he had to fake couple of smiles, listen to the boring conversations and pretend to be into Lindsay. She wasn't ugly or stupid and if he would be straight, he might have dated and actually loved Lindsay. But that was just fantasies.

Lindsay's sister smiled giggled and blushed at Brian as they were introduced later. A few years younger than them, Livet had light brown hair and blue-green eyes, looking and acting like a real rich girl, making her snob parents proud. But she was exactly the girl Brian disliked the most, her giggles and high pitched voice was beyond annoying. She acted like the good Christian raised girl to her parents but didn't avoided to act dirty and easy while flirting with Brian openly. The fancy booze was the only thing helping Brian to survive.

Just before sitting down for the family dinner Brian met the third Peterson's kid- Justin, Lindsay's younger brother only 10 years old, he was small and skinny with lots of light yellow hair glowing like a halo in the intimate lightening, making him look like an angel. His wide sky blue eyes shyly met Brian's as they were introduced and Justin politely said hello with a cute wide smile

After dinner they all had their free time, almost everybody decided to get drunk, like a real rich family drowning their sorrows in booze to forget that money didn't actually gave you happiness. Brian with Lindsay snuck upstairs , leaving the elders to get drunk on their expensive scotch while listening to the Christmas songs.

Lindsay had her own bottle and hidding in her room, two friends tried to get stonned. Brian of course had his weed which helped him to survive such boring miserable time, when he couldn't even get a decent ass or mouth to fuck. Of course of getting stonned there was a terrible possibility that Lindsay might try to jump Brian's bones. A terrible party where they were high out of their minds, that lead into a night of experimental fucking, was totally not the thing that Brian looked forward to ever repeating.

Being high, laughing about anything and everything, they yet again become a bit hungry, weed could do that to you. So Lindsay sneaked downstairs to look for anything sweet and deliciuos. Brian left alone in her room was trashing the place and laughing of Lindsay's childhood photos. Livet was super ugly as a kid and little Justin looked like an angel.

Going out of room to release his bladder, Brian saw the door across a bit opened and heard a small voice humming to the music. For the stonned Brian it was funny and he stepped closer to take a better look. Standing in the doorway Brian saw the little Justin sitting on his bed and moving a bit by the music, writing or drawing something on the paper.

"- Don't you have anything better to listen ? With that kind of money you would think that rich people would invest more in their kid's education", Brian said slowly with a bit mockery and laugh in his voice. He was still pretty high.

Justin jumped a bit of hearing the sudden voice and smiled shyly at the sister's boyfriend. "- My dad doesn't allow me to listen to the dirty music. He says it might damage my ears", Justin explained trying to sound smart, while his cheeks blushed in embaresmant.

Brian laughed heartily at those words and swung, having difficulties to stand still. "-You should probably lay down or something. You don't look well", Justin said observantly like a real grownup, or maybe Brian was just too stoned. He might have objected but he really fidn't felt like standing. So he stumbled into Justin's room and fall down on his surprisingly big bed.

"- What ya drawing?", Brian asked as he looked down on the paper in Justin's hand,

"-It's nothing, just doodles", Justin blushed, taking the paper away and hiding in his book.

"-I know shit about art, but for me it looked better than just doodles. You should probly get into those fancy art schools", Brian said not really registring what words were leaving his mouth.

"-No I can't. Dad says that art is for the girls. I have to concentrate on my classes so that one day I could take over my family's business. Men has to make money, to support their family.", Justin said like he repeated the words from some boring book. It sounded cold and dry.

"-We'll I gues as a kid you still have to listen to what your daddy dearest says. But listen to me- when you'll grow up, it won't make you happy. If you want to be an artist, you should be one, cause otherwise you'll become one of them- boring rich bigotts with their heads burried deep into their asses", Brian said angrily but soon he began laughing yet again, weed still working it's magic.

"-Don't talk like that about my parents, you don't know them",Justin said angrily, he stood up clenching his small fits and shaking his blond head. "-You know nothing. You're just drunk pour man without future and money",

Brian blinked back suddenly feeling quite sober. That small boy tried to lecture him. Him, Brian Kinney, who had his life goals to reach high and become big one day. " - Just because I don't have money doesn't mean I won't have them in the future. I make my own life with no parents and stupid life rules telling me what I can or cannot do. At least I have balls to do anything about it. And a little bit of fun haven't killed anyone",

Brian suddenly feeling too sober and tired, got up from the bed and left to look out where Lindsay had dissapeared. He hoped he still had some weed left. "-Did I heard wrong or you just argued with my ten year old brother?", Lindsay asked laughing and Brian felt stupid,

"-Fuck you ! You're just high. give me back my weed", Brian said needing to get stoned again.

As Brian was packing for his trip back home, after Christmas lunch, Brian found an envelope placed on his bag. Opening it he found a nice drawing of himself. he imediately knew it was from Justin. The likeness was there, showing the beauty and even a bit of his character. Maybe it was not a professional drawing but as for the ten year old it was great. Brian trully hoped that Justin won't give up on his art.

1994 Summer

As another college year had ended, Brian was looking for a summer job, to be able to rent a room and pay his expences. He didn't wanted to came back to his parent's house and he had to leave his dorroom right after the last exams. Since he was still in college and had no experience of work before, he managed to land a job in bookstore, which sallary wasn't that great and he couldn't afford a nice place to live. But he was damned if he would came back to his parents. he would rather live in the streets.

Brian was packing the last boxes from his doorroom, when he met the Petersons- Lindsay's parents,who came to get her own stuff,

"-Brian, my god, I can't believe we finished yet another year of college", Lindsay said cheerfully as she came to him and gave a kiss on a cheek,

"-Yeah, true miracle that you managed to pass, attending so many parties", Brian said with a joke, knowing that her parents can hear their conversation,

"-Funny Peter", Lindsay laughed as she linked her hand over his elbow, "-So, what are you doing this summer?", Lindsay asked as they kept on walking down the hallway towards the exit,

"-Bugger to dissapoint you, but no fun for me. I found a summer job", Brian said faking his sad mood, of course some little job won't stop him from partying or fucking,

"-Oh...shit. I was hopping we could have some fun together", Lindsay said sadly and Brian was actually glad he won't attend her boring parties, where rich boring girls become real drunk sluts. Or worse, -some lesbian party. he shuddered at the idea.

"-Yeah..real shit", Brin said sarcastically, but he doubted that Lindsay could notice,

"-Well, when does your job starts? maybe we could do something before that?", Lindsay asked excited and Brian thought maybe she really could buy some expensive booze,

"-Next week", Brian admited and Lindsay cheered with excitement. Her parents were going to the Hamptons and Brian was more then welcome to come along.

"-Come on Brian, there is always some party going. The beach is always filled with rich college kids drinking some good shit", Lindsay tried to sell it to him, "-And I trully believe that there will be plenty gay guys to fuck. Or at least to stare at some lifeguards", Lindsay flashed her biggest smile and Brian had to admit that it might be fun. He never had vacationed by the beach. And he will have free acces to some expencive booze. Unfortunately Brian could stay only for the longer weekend, but he planned to use his time productively.

Peterson's summer house was beautiful and expencive, just like their house in Pitts, accept this one was a bit smaller, had huge windows, making it very light, painted in yellow and white colours with no room for servants. Brian loved it more than he wanted to admit it. It stood at the end of the beach, and the sand was their ground. the house didn't had that many rooms, just for the Peterson family members, so Brian had to stay in Lindsay's room, even if he absolutely refused to play her boyfriend. Lindsay did promised him some hot gay guys he could meet or more like -fuck.

Lindsay's siter Livet, flirted with Brian shamesly, since leaving Pittsburgh. She didn't wasted any time to dress up in her tiny bikini, exposing her new breasts implants, she got for her 18th birthday. Her nonstop try to seduce him was already giving Brian a headache. So he escaped the house, saying he was going for a run. Dressed just in shorts, he did ran couple miles along the beach, which helped to stay in the perfect shape and also get his tan. Brian being Brian, managged to find another joger, who was also gay and got his first blowjob in Hamptons.

Coming back to the house, Brian noticed a teenage boy scetching on the beach, he looked quite young and boring, so Brian passed without a second glance,

"-Hay Brian", Brian turned around at being called and noticed the boy smiling widely at him, his smile seemed kind of familar, "-It's me...Justin", the teenager waved at him at him and Brian walked back closer.

At closer look, he could finally recognize the youngest Peterson member. Even thou he was around 13 or 14, he still looked like he was ten, maybe just a bit taller, but not by much. His blonde hair was falling into his big wide blue eyes and on his ears, making his pink cheeks to look even more rounder. Brian thought he looked like those little angels, you would see in a chapel or on the religious paintings, if they ever grew up.

"-Hay Picasso, What ya doing?", Brian stepped closer to inspect his new drawing, glad that the boy didn't dropped his talent,

"-Just doodles", Justin smiled shyly, "-I haven't improved much", he added trying to take the drawing out of Brian's eye site. Brunet just furrowed his eyebrows, the drawing was quite good and definitely improved, "-I barely find time for it anymore", Justin added with a sad look, but quickly flashed a fake smile, to make it look insignificant,

"-Why not?", Brian asked not sure if he was really that curious to know, "-Got a girlfriend?", he asked mockingly, Lindsay told him that Justin was spending that weekend with his friend Daphne. So it was a surprise to see him here, but then again, Justin was reaching that age, when he shouldn't be left alone with a girl.

"-No", Justin said seriously and Brian sensed something else, like he was tired of hearing that question, everyone just assuming the girl, you spend time with, is your girlfriend. Just like Brian and Lindsay, but of course Lindsay didn't really helped to set the record straight.

"-I have a lot out of class activities, Dad hired me a tutor, to get me into the advanced classes", Justin said trying to hide how bored and sad he actually felt about that. Justin being so young wore his feelings up his sleeves.

"-So you won't have time for art. for what you truly like?", Brian asked harshly, for some reason caring about Justin's dad being such an asshole. Brian tried to tell Justin what his parents were like, but Justin still adored them blindingly. you can't really blame him when he grow up feeling loved and cared.
"-But you're the man, you must become a business man like your dad", Brian said sarcastically, for some reason remembering Justin's words from two years ago, even thou he was very high back then.

Brian didn't waited for Justin's reply, he just sneered disgustingly and walked back to the house. Justin was a silly teenager, not worth Brian's time.

That night Brian and Lindsay sneaked out to the beach party, her parents disapproved cause in parties like those, poor students drank, had sex and used drugs. But for Brian it was heaven. They danced and drank around the big bonfire, just by the seashore, while others played music, smoked joints and had sex in the sand dunes.

Brian easily found some hot gay men and had a blast, drinking, dancing, dry humping and fucking. He loved that kind of parties, totally college experience, what every young people should try.

He was high out of his mind, making out with a hot muscled black guy. Totally lost track were Lindsay disappeared and lost his way back to the Peterson's house.

It was already the early morning, as the sun was already rising up over the horizon, when Brian was finding his way back to the house.

He was still dragging along some hot guy he fucked, or maybe the guy was following him. They were still quite high, laughing kissing, groping and having trouble walking. they almost lost balance when they heard a sudden voice startling them.

"-You should probably sober up more, before going in, other way my dad will probably kick you out", Brian quickly turned around at the sudden voice, holding almost all of his weight on the guy who had his hands under Brian's shirt

"-Well look who's here. The perfect wasp boy", Brian sneered sarcastically as he tried to lighten up a cigarette with his still shaking hands,

"-Seriously Brian, you should get inside before my dad wakes up and founds you like this", Justin lectured him, looking older than he actually was,

"-Thank you mom", Brian mocked trying to steady himself, his trick was clingy, his groping was sloppy and Brian was sick of him,

"-I don't feel well", the trick said before falling down on his knees and throwing up. Brian grimaced at the view,

"-And who the fuck is he? you can't drag your friends to my parent's house", Justin lectured angrily and Brian snorted,

"-I didn't drag him there", Brian said angrily even if he didn't had to explain himself to a teenager, "-My friend...", Brian said sarcastically using the quotes with fingers, it's not like Justin didn't actually saw him making out with the trick just a minute ago ,"-.. Followed me here, even if I said I was done being his friend", Brian mocked as he smoked his cigarette and started going towards the house.

"-Hey..what about him?", Justin shouted after him and turning around Brian saw the trick passed out on the sand,

"-You said yourself I can't drag friends to your parent's house", Brian said mockingly as he continued going back to the house, ignoring Justin and the trick.

It was like five hours later when Brian woke up with the hangover after the last night's party. Luckily the Peterson's were out and Brian could eat some breakfast and deal with his hangover in peace. Lindsay was still in bed not being able to deal with her own, even if she had left the party early.

Brian was snoozing of on the patio with some cold drink when Justin popped up out of nowhere with the gazillion questions. Apparently his parents had kicked out Brian's trick when they woke up in the morning. luckily the trick couldn't remember a thing and didn't told on Brian.

"-So..", Justin started nervously and Brian turned to look at him. It was obvious that he wanted to ask about the trick and why Brian was making out with him, but didn't had the courage to ask,

"-Yeah?", Brian asked slowly with the laugh , enjoying the sheepish blush that colored blonde's cheeks, "-You saw my tongue down the other guy's throat. is that what you wanted to ask me about?", Brian said baldly and laughed as Justin's cheeks reddened,

"-Yeah", he admitted shyly, "-But...I thought that you and my sister..?", blonde couldn't even look him in the eye,

"-Dated? Were together? Fucking each other?", Brian asked baldly knowing that it would make Justin's cheeks to stay bright red. He was not disappointed.

"-yeah", Justin whispered shyly, but he was also smiling, so maybe not so prude after all, "-So you are...? You...with other men?", blonde asked still curious,

"-Yeah I am", Brian said seriously and Justin finally raised his eyes to hear the rest of the sentence, "-Gay. Kissing, fucking other men", Brian said proudly, he was not ashamed. Maybe Lindsay didn't wanted Justin to know the truth, but Brian was done lying to everyone that he was dating Lindsay. And didn't really care if Peterson's were homophobes. Sure, staying at their house was fun and he didn't wanted to be kicked out, but maybe Justin won't tell on him,

"-So...how do you fuck with a guy?", Justin asked awfully curious, knitting his eyebrows. Brian just raised an eyebrow, like asking, How do you think?, and Justin visibly gulped with shocked and maybe even disgusted look. "-Doesn't it hurt?", he asked louder then needed, having trouble to understand. But he was just 13 years old growing up in a prude wasp place.

"-It does", Brian said seriously but bored, he doesn't have to educate blonde teenager on gay sex.

"-Then why would you do it, if it hurts?", Justin asked still awfully curious and annoying, even if he looked quite disgusted by the thought,

"-Cause it gives more pleasure than pain", Brian said definitely not wanting to continue with the conversation. "-And because I hate twats", Brian said disgusted face and Justin chuckled at his face expression. "-But don't you worry the little blond head of yours", Brian said jokingly as he ruffled Justin's long blond hair.
"-You do what flouts your bout. and it's no ones business who you fuck", Brian said seriously, not sure why he talked with the teenager about this in the first place.

They set in a silence for a long while, as Brian tried to get some tan and Justin sketched on his book.

"-Wow...I never met any gay people before", Justin said with big eyes, not really judging or mocking. But Brian didn't liked his statement. Like he was some animal you could see at the zoo. Maybe that's why he decided to tell him,

"-Yes, you have", Brian said seriously getting Justin's attention, "-Your sister Lindsay", his voice held more venom, maybe because he lied for Lindsay to her parents and he wanted Lindsay to have more balls to came out to her parents, or at least stop lying to them.

Justin just gasped in surprise , dropping his jaw. Brian just smirked and went for a swim, he haven't swam outdoor in the wild since his childhood.

Needless to say that Lindsay was livid with Brian telling Justin about her, but at least the blond boy swore not to tell their parents.

That night Brian and Lindsay went yet again to the beach party and had a blast. Brian fucked some hippy and a hot lifeguard, which Lindsay had promised him. Even Lindsay had managed to hoop up with some lipstick lesbian that night. she terribly needed to get laid, since she was still pinning after her last girlfriend, she broke up just two weeks ago.

Brian didn't tried, but managed not get too high that night and luckily found his way back to the Peterson's house without any high trick tagging along. But unfortunately he lost his favorite shirt, when some trick ripped out the fabric.

"-I see you managed to found your way back in one piece", Brian swung around and almost lost his balance when he heard Justin's voice yet again, startling him,

"-Fuck of", Brian growled, "-And what are you doing here awake? scaring people in the dark", Brian said angrily as he tried to climb up the stairs to the second floor,

"-I was just going to use the bathroom on the first floor, since Lindsay is now currently occupying the one upstairs. Probably trowing up her stomach's contents", Justin explained simply, not moved by Brian's mood. Who just laughed uncontrollably at Lindsay's patheticness,

"-Keep it down will ya? You'll wake my parents", Justin lectured him yet again, "-And why are you shirtless?", the nights in Hampton's weren't that warm as you would think. There was always some cold wind coming from the water.

"-Some hot lifeguard couldn't get enough of my hot bod", Brian being still high, said with a sultry whisper as he finally met Justin on the same step. He didn't paid any attention to the blond's reaction before climbing up the rest of the stairs and disappearing behind the doors.

1996 Spring Pitts

Brian strolled into the Liberty Diner with the spring in his step. he just bought the tickets to Miami where he would fuck, drink, dance and have a time of his life at the White Party. His mood was super great and no one, not even the whinny Michael or bitchy Melanie could ruin it for him.

"-Hello boys, why so gloomy? Couldn't find anyone to find you attractive?", Brian joked not caring about their responds as he set down on the booth next to his friends and raised a hand for the waiter,

"-And why you're so cheery? did some trick finally shoved a dildo up your ass?", he got a response, but Brian just glared, not bothering with the comment,

"-Seriously did someone died after living in this God forsaken town?", Brian asked as he sipped his overly sugared coffee and his friends really looked like they swallowed a lemon,

"-My father got suspicious that Justin might be gay and send him into a private catholic school", Lindsay whined with the tears threatening to spill from her already puffy eyes,

"-And who is Justin?", Brian asked not really interested, it didn't fitted in any kind of sane frame why Lindsay would be so upset,

"-Her baby brother You cold-hearted asshole", Melanie said angrily as she rubbed Lindsay's shoulders in comfort.

Brian just laughed. Two out of three children were gay. but it shouldn't be such a surprise, as Brian could remember Justin liked art and drawing, just like Lindsay, so of course he was gay, just like Lindsay. Hilarious. He could understand why prude Peterson's would make some drastic measurements, like sending him into the catholic school, trying to make him straight. But as Brian heard, those catholic schools were filled with gays. Justin will probably have quite the experience in there.

"-Don't worry Linds, Catholic schools are filled with fags, I'm sure he'll came back just as the cock lover as he was", Brian joked getting the angry glares in response,

"-They don't even know for sure that he's gay. They just decided to take the precautions", Lindsay whined like she didn't knew her homophobic parents.

"-You can't really blame them after the experience with you", Brian said with a smirk and his friends send angry and shocked glares at him.

"-I can't even contact him, the school has the stric schedule about calls and visits", Lindsay whined once more, like she couldn't handle not having all the attention on her only.

"-Oh for fucks sake, he's what? 15? 16? not a baby anymore Linds", Brian said loosing his nerve at the subject.

1998

Brian strolls into the house and flops on the comfy couch moving away some stuff animals aside,

"-Brian,... careful asshole", Melanie's voice sounds from aside but Brian just rolls his eyes,

"-Don't you think is too early to shop for such disgusting toys?", Brian mocks as he inspects the crazy looking bright green frog,

"-It's the gift. We didn't bought any. We still need to save money for the changing table and a stroller", Lindsay says in a tired voice as she moves some stuff around,

"-Who the fuck gifts these kind of stuff? The LSD users?", Brian mocks as he looks around with a bored look,

"-Our friends and family.", Lindsay says trying to be patient,

"-A teddy bear? How heterosexual", Brian mocks even while he caresses the soft fake fur,

"-It's from Justin", Lindsay holds her look with Brian, like daring him to act like he doesn't remember her brother. She smiles pleased. "-It came this morning in a mail. With this", Lindsay points into the letter on the table and Brian picks it up. It contains a small well done drawing of Brian, Lindsay and Melanie by the small crib. Brian is struck by the good quality of the drawing and their smiling faces.

"-Like a big happy family. What a joke", Brian mocks placing the drawing back on the table. And even if his voice is full of venom and disgust, he treats the drawing with a great care, like it's a priceless masterpiece,

"- You could show some appreciation. It's your kid too", Lindsay says softly but her face is obviously sad, as she caresses her swollen belly,

"-It's not. I only jerked of in a cup. I told you I don't want to have anything to do with it", Brian says in an irritated voice and Melanie shouts her approval from the other room.

"-Mel..", Lindsay says sounding tired and unhappy, "-We talked about this already", she turns to Brian, but she obviously talks with them both, "-Brian is the biological father...",

"-Yeah and the only male. Cause the bully there still lacks the needed parts", Brian mocks and gets a glare from the both women,

"-Brian..", Lindsay says angrily and Brian shuts up but doesn't agree to be nice or apologetic. "-As I was saying..", Lindsay takes a calming breath, making Melanie very worried about the baby, and Brian rolls his eyes not really believing it. "-We promised that you could be around and involved as much as you want.."

"-I already told you I don't want any of this", Brian interrupts her, and Lindsay cast an irritated gaze,

"-It's your DNR Brian. And maybe one day you would like to get to know your SON, "-Lindsay says softly and pleadingly,

"-Son? You know it's a boy?", Brian asks sounding more curious and interested than he tries to play of,

"-Yeah..", Lindsay says as she caress her belly, "-We found out this morning",

"-And you would know that if you would've bothered to show up at the appointment. Like you said you would", Melanie complains and Lindsay casts her a pleading look asking to stop fighting with Brian,

"-Brian, I know that you care. You don't have to pretend. It's ok to love your own flesh and blood", Lindsay says softly as she gives Brian an ultrasound photo. Brian looks at the small image of a very blurry baby. It's too early to see anything.

Brian is feeling torn apart. Deep down he knows that Lindsay just expects Brian's money for support and Melanie no doubt will never allow Brian to be a real, even part time father. But Brian do wants to get to know his son one day. And prove that he can be a better father than his own.

He has money. it doesn't hurt to write a check.

"-You're his father, so of course we ask for your opinion on the name", Lindsay says with a serious voice, she really means it. Melanie snorts by her side,

"-We are the ones who will raise him up. Who cares what he thinks", Melanie complains, "-He would probably name him after one of his tricks or favorite lube company", Brian just rolls his eyes at Melanie's accusations, he didn't expect anything else from her,

"-But at least I don't want him to be named Abraham", Brian says angrily, none kid of his will be named so ancient,

"-It's a family name. Tradition, legacy. But I don't expect you to understand. Since your only known tradition is to start drinking at noon", Melanie shouts back and Brian clenches his fists. It's a low blow, it stings, but Brian won't give a satisfaction to Melanie by showing it.

"-I'm thinking about the name- Gus", Lindsay says sweetly as Melanie as Brian keeps their staring match, "-Justin liked it too", She smiles lifting a small drawing, done by Justin of a a little boy holding a huge teddy bear. The stuff animal has a name tag, saying Gus,

"-It's on the teddy bear, not a boy", Brian mocks as he takes a closer look on the drawing. "-And why do you care so much what Justin thinks?", Brian asks suddenly feeling irritated. Lately with Lindsay, she listens to everything that her brother says.

"-Because we only have each other now", Lindsay says with a sad and angry voice, kind of like asking people for their pity. Pity makes Brian's dick soft. "-Our parents still can't accept us being gay. And Livet only cares about herself and money. She is already divorcing the second time now and our parents still treat her like their little princess", Lindsay adds with anger and hurt in her voice. She obviously despises her younger sister, who get everything she wants.

"-You're grown up enough not to need your parents and any people who can't accept you who you really are", Brian says with venom in his voice,

"-They are still our parents", Lindsay says sadly and whiny. Her voice annoys Brian. She obviously still wishes for her parents' love and approval. Like always wanting to make her parents proud and be treated equally to her siblings. "-Besides Justin is only seventeen", she says like she actually cares,

"-Seventeen is old enough to be your own man", Brian says angrily, being gay doesn't give you the right to be weak and naive. Brian snorts at Lindsay's face. She is still so naive, afraid to face the real truth."-And don't kid yourself saying that being gay is the only reason for your parents' lack of love. They want you to be the stupid trophy wife of some fat rich man, and Justin as the boring secretary fucking businessman like your father", Brian says with an anger, being strong and smart enough to see the truth and face the cruel reality.

His words stings Lindsay and Melanie. Brian is surprised that the bull dyke lesbian haven't tried to cut his throat yet.

"-I like Gus,. it's a good butcher name", Brian says almost softly as he places the drawing back on the table.