At Justin's loft
Brian
knocked on Justin's door and Justin opened almost immediately. Justin
was on the phone so he just smiled and motioned Brian to come in.
"It's okay Shane, it's not your fault. ... Don't worry; I'll
fix it somehow. ... Yeah, I'll see you later. Bye!"
Justin
walked to Brian who was sitting on the sofa.
"Hey",
Justin said and gave Brian a kiss.
"Hey yourself. You have
problems?"
"Yeah well, my friend promised to loan his
car for me but it broke down and he won't get it back until next
week."
"What do you need a car for?"
"I
need to take my paintings to the center. You know, for the show."
"Oh. When do you need to take them?"
"On
Thursday night."
"Well I can help."
"You'll
loan your car for me?"
"Sure. I mean you won't get to
drive it - that's my privilege - but I'll drive you and your
paintings to the center."
"You will?"
"Sure,
no problem."
"Thanks", Justin said and kissed
Brian again. "So, why did you actually come here tonight?"
Brian
thought for a moment. "I know there was something..."
Justin
waited.
"I was in the neighbourhood?" Brian tried.
"You
live here; you're always in the neighbourhood. Try
again."
"Well..."
"Maybe you just had to
see me", Justin offered.
"No, it wasn't that."
Justin
moved to sit on Brian's lap and raised a brow. "Maybe it was
this." Before Brian could think of anything, Justin attacked his
mouth and pushed deep inside. When the kiss was over, Brian looked
thoughtful. "You know, I have a vague idea it was something like
that."
"Really? Well we need to get to the bottom of
it."
"Do you mean figuratively or
literally?"
"Both."
"I'm in. Both
figuratively and literally. In a while anyway", Brian said
smirking and dragged Justin into the bedroom.
On Thursday
Brian had had a busy day at work and he realized he wouldn't have time to go home and change if he wanted to be on time. He had promised Justin to be at his place at 6 pm and he wouldn't break his promise. So he left the office and drove straight to Justin's.
Justin was remembering his and Brian's last encounter a couple of nights ago. Justin started smiling; he could almost feel Brian's hands undressing him, caressing him... Brian's lips on his neck, on his cheek, on his lips and finally Brian's tongue duelling with his own... and then... A knock on the door woke Justin up from his daydreams. 'Damn, he's here.' Justin got up from the sofa. 'Fuck, go down you stupid thing!' he said to his a bit too eager body part.
Justin slid the door open and
there stood Brian in his charcoal Armani looking sexy as hell.
"Hey."
"Hey, come in."
Justin couldn't take his eyes off
of Brian.
"What?"
"You look so fucking hot in
that suit."
Brian just raised his brows.
"You know,
if I wouldn't have to take these paintings to the center, I would rip
off your clothes and I'd have my way with you."
"Well,
maybe you could do that later."
"Is that a promise?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
"Well I'm
always ready for anything", Justin grinned.
"I guess we
have a deal then."
"Fuck, we have to leave now before I
lose all of my self control", Justin said. "Can you take
those over there? I'll take these."
"What kinda stuff
is in these?"
"Little this, little that; mainly people
but also some landscapes. Some of them I wouldn't show to
Gus."
"Those I must see", Brian said.
"Well
you'll see them at the show. You're still coming, aren't you?"
"Sure.
I did promise and I'll always come when I say I will."
"I've
noticed", Justin said smiling.
At the GLC
"You
need help with these?"
"No thanks, there are people who
will help me to hang these."
"Well I guess I'm gonna go
then", Brian said and gave Justin a light kiss.
Brian was
almost at the door when he remembered something and turned around.
"How long will this take?" he asked.
"About two
hours I guess. Why?"
"I'll come back to get you."
"You don't have to do that; I can catch a bus."
"I
thought we had plans. I'll be here at 8.30", Brian said and
left.
Justin couldn't help but smile widely.
"What are you
smiling about?" Heather asked.
"Ummm...
nothing."
"Nothing my ass. In that case I'd love to see
how you smile when there IS something."
Justin just rolled
his eyes at her. "Can we get to work now?"
"Sure",
Heather smirked.
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Brian went back to his loft and took his suit jacket off and was about to take off the rest of his clothes but then he remembered one hot blonde who would be eager to do that later. Brian smirked to himself.
Brian decided to grab something to eat so he went to
his fridge and opened it. 'Yeah, like there would be something to
eat in here', Brian thought looking at three bottles of water and
some old leftovers. 'So, take out as usual.' He was just about
to order something when the phone rang.
"Hi Mikey."
"Hi
Brian. How are you? I tried to call you at your office today but I
couldn't get through."
"Yeah, I had a really busy
day."
"So, wanna go to Woody's and Babylon tonight?"
"I
can't, I already have plans."
"Can't you change them?
We haven't been in Babylon like forever", Michael whined.
"I
have an important meeting." 'With a certain blonde.'
"Oh.
Well can you come after that?"
"I'm afraid it will take
hours." 'At least I hope it will.'
"That's too
bad. How about tomorrow?" Michael asked hopefully.
"Maybe."
"Great! I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Fine."
"Good.
Don't work too hard. Bye!"
"Bye!" 'I wouldn't
call it work though.'
At the GLC
"Hey,
you're ready to go?" Brian asked.
"Yeah, sure."
"I
could check your paintings first though."
"Oh no you
couldn't; you're gonna pay to see them like everybody else."
Brian looked thoughtfully at Justin.
"I'm a starving
artist", Justin explained.
"You mean I actually have to
invest in a ticket?"
"Yes."
"Well I guess I
can skip the food for one day", Brian said dramatically.
Justin
rolled his eyes. "I can always arrange you some protein. No
charge."
Brian gave Justin a tongue-in-cheek smirk.
"By
the way, I see you didn't change", Justin said.
"No."
Justin
licked his lips slowly.
"Can we go now?" Brian asked
trying to adjust his pants.
"Sure."
"Do you mind
if we go to my place?" Brian asked.
"Not at all; I'd
love to see your place."
At Brian's loft
"You
live on the top floor too?" Justin asked in the elevator.
"Of
course; all of me is top", Brian stated.
"Of
course."
----------------------------
"Be my
guest", Brian said opening the door to his loft.
Justin went
inside and started looking around. "This looks great! Oh I love
your sofa; I've always wanted a white leather sofa."
"So
why haven't you gotten one?"
"Let's just say that artist
and white leather doesn't get along very well. I'd like my sofa to
stay white."
"I see."
"Oh my God, is that
Le Corbusier's chaise?" Justin asked and got closer to the
chaise.
"Yes."
"Can I try it?"
Brian
just gestured towards the chaise.
"Oh this is fabulous!"
Justin exclaimed.
Brian grinned. "You know it accommodates
easily two persons and it's even better then."
"Is that
so?" Justin asked with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"Uh
huh."
"You happen to know anyone who could prove that to
me?"
"Maybe."
"Good." Justin got up
from the chaise and went to Brian. "I can check the rest of your
loft later", Justin said and pulled Brian into a kiss.
"Need
some help with those clothes of yours?" Justin asked when the
kiss was over.
Brian just cocked a brow.
"I take that as a
yes."
Justin slid his finger along Brian's silk tie and then
untied it very slowly and threw it on the floor. Then he proceeded to
the buttons of Brian's shirt but noticed it was a bit difficult
'cause the target couldn't keep still. He looked around and saw a
post and gently pushed Brian against it.
Brian raised a brow.
"You couldn't keep still", Justin said as an explanation
and continued his work with the buttons. He was almost done so he
pulled the hem of the shirt out of Brian's pants and opened the two
remaining buttons. Brian was just about to open his cuff links when
Justin stopped him. "Uh huh."
"What?" Brian
asked.
"My job."
"But..."
Justin gave
Brian a stern look and Brian sighed in frustration and let his head
rest against the post. Justin opened the cuff links slowly and moved
his finger around Brian's wrist and up his arm and made Brian
shiver.
"Didn't you say you wanted to rip my clothes off?"
Brian asked.
"Yeah well I changed my mind; this is so much
more fun."
"For you maybe", Brian huffed.
Justin
just grinned and slid Brian's shirt off of him and threw it on the
floor. Brian was tempted to say something about the way Justin
treated his precious Armani but he didn't have the time to verbalize
his thoughts when he felt Justin's hands on his crotch unzipping his
pants and all Brian could utter was a low moan. Justin let the pants
fall down on the floor and looked at Brian's hard cock. "Going
somewhere?" he asked looking up at Brian.
Brian just rolled
his eyes.
"Well, I'm all done", Justin said looking
satisfied. "You can get rid of your socks yourself."
Brian
quickly stepped out of his pants and toed his socks off.
Justin
scrutinized Brian for a moment and furrowed his brows.
"What?"
Brian asked.
"I think you lost some of your charm with the
suit off."
Brian stared at Justin for a moment, then he saw a
twitch in the corner of Justin's mouth.
"Twat. You're gonna
pay for that."
"Can I pay in kind?"
"Well I
don't accept checks."
"Why am I not sorry about that?"
Justin grinned.
Brian pulled Justin into a passionate kiss and
at the same time he tried to get rid of Justin's sweater. Of course
they had to break the kiss to do that. Brian loosened Justin's belt,
pulled it off and threw it on the floor. Then Brian swiftly ripped
open Justin's button fly and tore the pants off.
"In a hurry
are we?" Justin asked a bit amused.
"Yes!" Brian
said and pushed Justin against the sofa and attacked Justin's neck.
"Ummm... isn't bedroom up there?" Justin managed to
ask.
"Too fucking far away", Brian panted and turned
Justin around to face the sofa. "Don't go anywhere." Brian
found a condom and the lube from his pants' pocket and returned to
Justin. He lubed his fingers and quickly prepared Justin. Not wanting
to waste any more time, Brian sheltered his cock and pushed all the
way into Justin.
"Fuck!" they exclaimed in unison. Brian
stopped for a moment to give Justin time to adjust. When Brian felt
Justin was ready, he pounded forcefully into Justin and soon both of
them were coming.
When they could breathe normally again,
Brian turned Justin to him. Justin looked flushed. "You're
okay?" Brian asked.
Justin smiled. "Fabulous", he
said and gave Brian a kiss. "I think I need to sit down
though."
"What about lie down? You haven't seen the
bedroom yet", Brian said raising his brow.
"And whose
fault is that? Not that I'm complaining."
"Guilty as
charged", Brian said and pulled Justin into the bedroom.
"So,
what do you think?"
"Well the bed is certainly big
enough and looks comfortable but I know that you shouldn't judge a
book by its cover."
"Does that mean you are forced to
try it?" Brian asked devilishly.
"I'm afraid so",
Justin said seriously.
"Need some assistance?"
"Wouldn't hurt."
