Timothy had been worried all week. Brian seemed to be avoiding him, though he claimed that he'd just been busy with work. But today, Brian had promised that he would not cancel. Timothy wasn't thrilled to be sharing Brian with anyone, let alone Justin, but at least Justin would have a date. Timothy smiled and walked out to his car with a jaunty spring to his step and a smile on his face.
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True to his word, Justin had come over to get ready for their double date just a couple hours after the movers had left. To Brian's dismay-delight (two emotions that Brian frequently experienced simultaneously these days), Justin came up in only a towel (wrapped around his waist) carrying what appeared to be several outfits over one arm (his other arm or, rather, the hand on his other arm was holding the towel in place). Justin smiled at the flash of alarm he'd seen in Brian's eyes before it was quickly hidden behind Brian's legendary nonchalance.
Justin smiled brightly and entered the loft. Then he asked, "Would you mind if took a shower here? I forgot to bring shampoo and all that. I would have run to the store, but I just realized."
Brian turned to face Justin and shrugged. "Knock yourself out."
In the shower, Justin made a point of lathering up slow and bending all the way over to wash his legs and feet. He knew it was a little cruel to tease Brian this way, but he just couldn't stop himself. When he rose back to his full height, he turned around. Through the steam, he could see Brian watching, desire burning in his eyes. Justin upped the ante. He got his hands good and soapy and then grabbed his shaft firmly. Then he slid both hands up and down. Staring at Brian as he did this made him impossibly hard. He licked his lips and he nearly closed his eyes. It was so hard to keep them open.
Brian couldn't take it anymore. He walked toward the shower purposefully, pulling off his clothes slowly. Then he opened the door and walked in. Justin needed Brian so badly that he almost pressed his stomach against the wall. But instead, he just stared at Brian with wide eyes, expectantly. Brian surprised them both by leaning close to Justin and growling into his ear, "I know you said that you didn't want me to fuck you (that sent a shiver through Justin's body), and I respect that, but please tell me blowjobs don't count, Sunshine."
Justin giggled and turned to look into Brian's eyes. He was lost for a moment, but then answered with a shake of his head. Next, Brian asked, his voice unexpectedly breaking halfway through, "And what of kissing? (more slowly) Can I kiss you?"
That gave Justin another full-body shiver, but of a much stronger magnitude than the last.
He looked into Brian's eyes again, this time with sadness clearly written there. He whispered, "Only if you kiss no one else."
That set Brian into motion. He slid his hands over Justin's ass slowly and pulled him close, capturing Justin's lips with his own. He kissed him chastely at first, a gentle press of his lips against Justin's, his soft cherry-red lips. He traced Justin's bottom lip with his tongue before thrusting his tongue inside Justin's mouth, slowly exploring every inch. Then, he slid his hands up Justin's back until they were at the base of his neck, pulled him even closer, and started kissing him ravenously. Justin circled Brian's waist with his arms and gave in, deepening their kiss and moaning softly as he did so. He'd missed this so much. So fucking much. Worse than that, ever since he saw Timothy kiss Brian at Debbie's, he'd felt completely replaced, in a way that even knowing that Brian was engaged had not done. But now, Brian had promised to kiss only him, for a little while anyway. Justin thought that this was their most delicious kiss ever, even better than the first kiss after the "no kissing others" rule had been established because he now knew how it felt to lose that special connection with Brian, something he'd never believed he'd experience. Justin had retaken that first foothold in Brian's heart, and he had absolutely no intention of ever giving it up.
Suddenly, Brian broke their kiss. Justin was flushed and breathing heavily. He just stared at Brian. He continued to stare as Brian slid to his knees and engulfed his cock in one go. He closed his eyes and moaned Brian's name loudly. Then he opened them again, though it took a great deal of effort, and watched Brian as Brian slid his lips over his shaft. Justin threaded his fingers into Brian's chestnut hair and moaned again. "Fuck, oh Brian!"
Suddenly, something caught his eye in the bedroom. He wiped the glass beside him and looked again. When he saw that it was Timothy, he smiled brightly. He wiped more of the glass so that Timothy would have a clear view and then looked back down at Brian. He moaned again. "Brian, fuck, oh yeah, that's it, suck my cock. Harder. Oh harder."
