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" Christ!
How the fuck does he still have all this energy after tearing up the fuckin loft like he did,"
asked Brian, as he watched Gus run around the parks playground.
" This coming from the guy that can come home from Babylon at three in the morning
and still have the energy to fuck me four times before he goes to sleep," Justin
sarcastically replied.
" good point…"
"DADA!! JUSIN!! PUSH ME ON DA SWING!!"
" Damn…
he's got a set of lungs on him doesn't he," said Brian.
" Yet again…
this coming from the guy that gets noise complaints from his neighbors," Justin replied
with a smirk," Well…at least we know he's yours."
"Haha. Shut the fuck up.
I hate it when you're right."
Justin just looked at him and smiled as he walked over to push Gus on the swings.
Brian sat and watched as Justin played with his son.
He was like another dad to Gus.
He saw how much Justin loved Gus
and dammit if it seemed like sometimes Gus loved Justin more than he loved his own
father.
But Brian knew that Gus loved him.
And he knew that he would do anything in the world for his son.
It was amazing to think that by doing a favor for two of his friends would produce
something that he loved so much that sometimes it actually hurt.
Brian looked at his watch to see that it was about four o'clock.
They were supposed to be at Deb's for dinner in an hour and a half.
He looked up and saw Justin and Gus running towards the bench where he was seated.
" Hey sonnyboy," he said, " Its time to go home.
we have to go to grandma Deb's soon and you have to get cleaned up."
He tickled the little boys tummy and made him giggle.
" Ok dada," said Gus.
As they walked through the park, back to the car, Justin reached out and grabbed Brian's
hand.
He was sure Brian would pull away and tell him not to be so lesbionic or something
along those lines.
But instead he tightened his grip on Justin's hand and pulled him closer and they followed
their son along the long, sunny park path.