Justin moaned, "Brian, fuck me. I need you inside me."

Brian was more than happy to comply. In fact, at that moment, he didn't think he'd ever been so eager to fuck anyone, though he'd never admit it. To anyone. He pushed the boy down onto the bed and quickly stripped off all the boy's clothes.

He climbed on top of Justin and maneuvered himself between his legs, kissing the boy passionately as he did so. Justin kissed him back desperately. Suddenly, Brian pulled away.

Justin asked, fear evident in his voice, "Why…why did you stop?"

Brian rolled his lips into his mouth. As much as he despised talking about feelings and urgently needed to be inside the boy's tight little ass, it was clear that Justin needed to talk. Brian had tasted the boy's tears and had felt the boy trembling beneath him.

Though he had a good idea what the boy's answer would be, he asked softly, "Sunshine, what's wrong?"

Seeing Justin start to put up walls, he added quickly, "And don't try to deny it. Just tell me so we can deal with it and get back to the fucking."

Justin smiled at that, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He sighed, looked down, and confessed, "Brian, I…I've loved you since the moment I set eyes on you, and, after that, for the most part, I only craved your complete attention. I don't…I don't know how I got so far off course. Even tonight, though I left with Ethan, what I wanted more than anything was for you to stop me. I can't help but worry that nothing will ever be the same between us (Brian noticed that Justin's eyes were slowly filling with tears). I wish I could undo so many things."

Brian gently brushed the tears off Justin's cheek but drew no more attention to them, not wanting to cause the boy any more embarrassment than he already felt.

Then, he laughed (though his chest ached as he suppressed tears of his own) and shook his head. Lightly, he admitted, "Sunshine, I was right there with you making an ass of myself, only I was much, much worse. You made some less-than-stellar decisions, but I kept things from you and continually pushed you away. I'm just glad you're here with me now."

What he did not say, what he could never admit, was just how glad he was. He could never tell Justin how much pain his 'betrayals,' such as they were, had caused him, how incomplete he'd felt without him that night, albeit only for a few hours, and how terrified he'd been that he'd lost the boy for good.

Brian did, however, hold the boy tighter and whisper, "I love you, Sunshine."

Justin giggled and exclaimed happily, "I still can't believe that you finally admitted how you feel. I don't think I'll ever get sick of hearing you say that you love me. In fact, the words give me a delicious shiver."

Then, more softly, he asked, "Brian…do…do you really forgive me?"

Brian smiled, kissed the boy's lips gently, and replied firmly, "There's nothing to forgive."

Justin's face broke out into a million-watt smile, a smile that warmed Brian's heart, though, again, he'd never ever share that with anyone. The man couldn't help but sigh in contentment as he leaned in and captured the boy's lips in a passionate kiss.