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Rating: Rated R for a reason. Don't like sexual themes? I advise you not to read this. Our friends of the internet have provided you with a Back button just for this case in particular. I don't want to deal with Mommy or Daddy for that matter, and no one else wants to either. Thank you. Enjoy.

Chapter Thirteen: Bottoms Up

It had been a week since Justin and Brian had gone to Lindsay and Mel's for dinner and two days since Brian had answered the door to find the two lesbian's with suitcases in their hands and Gus standing in front of them with the biggest and happiest grin on his face before he jumped into Brian's arms.

Ever since his son had moved in with him and Justin into the loft that now accommodated three people, when a time ago it had only been one, Gus had slept wedged in between his father and Justin in the oversized bed that could easily fit the three of them with plenty of room to spare. Brian kind of missed waking up to Justin sprawled across his chest but the fact that it was his son now didn't bother him at all.

Brian looked at the sleeping child that was currently being embraced in Justin's arms. It seemed the little image of him took turns in whose arms he slept in and Brian smiled at the idea. Trying not to disturb either of the sleeping males next to him, Brian carefully slipped out of the bed and then walked around the foot of it to the other side where he slid in behind his lover. Brian settled into the bed without effort and sighed when he felt the familiar sensation of Justin's body molding perfectly with his. Brian wrapped his arm dangerously low around the blond's waist, pressing his hand flat against the skin just below Justin's navel.

Burying his head into the back of Justin's neck, just below his hairline, Brian breathed in the scent of his lover and moaned faintly when Justin snuggled back against him, wiggling his behind against Brian's lap. Brian's hand drifted up over the younger man's toned stomach to his chest and then up to his face. Brian's hand persuaded Justin's head to turn back a little so that Brian could brush his lips affectionately across the slack mouth of his lover.

Justin's eyes flutter open and he saw Brian resting his forehead against his shoulder. Reaching back, Justin tipped Brian's head up and caught the man's lips with his own. The kiss that the two of them were consumed by was slow and gentle, unhurried and completely the opposite of what went on in the backroom of Babylon. Justin was now on his back, one arm pinned down by Gus's sleeping form, resting silently on his side, and the other was slipping into Brian's hair. Brian's hand cupped Justin's cheek as he parted Justin's mouth with his tongue.

"I miss waking up to you," Justin murmured softly against Brian's lips.

"You always do," he stated, knowing full well what it was that Justin was talking about.

"Not lately. You're always out of reach."

"We'll get him a bed. Don't worry."

"And where will he sleep? There's only one room."

"We'll figure it out," Brian said carelessly, running his tongue along Justin's bottom lip.

The blond groaned, which only aroused the man beside him further. Brian pushed his hips against Justin's side so the younger man could feel exactly how turned on he was at that moment. His face was in the spot where Justin's neck met his shoulder, and his hand was sliding dangerously down to the waistband of Justin's boxers. He heard one of their breaths catch but he wasn't sure whose it was exactly. Brian's hand dipped into the cotton boxers and found purchase by grasping Justin's half erect penis in his hand.

"Shouldn't we do this somewhere else?" whispered Justin, his voice barely audible as Brian's hand stroked leisurely up and down his hard-on.

"Like where, Sunshine?" he asked, practically kissing Justin's ear as he spoke.

"I don't know," he breathed out, pausing briefly when Brian's pace quickened.

Justin was trying to be as quiet as he possibly could, attempting to not awaken the child that was still sleeping on his numb arm. Carefully, he slid his arm out from under the boy and sighed when he got the feeling back, as the blood came rushing down into it… the blood that was not rushing into his lap where Brian's hand was jerking him off with a speed that he knew Justin favored.

"The shower," he suggested after a second.

"Somewhere new," Brian murmured, nuzzling the blond's neck.

"Not here, Bri. Please."

"You don't have to beg, Sunshine. You know I'll give whatever it is that you want."

Justin blinked twice and then turned his head completely to the side so that he was looking straight into Brian's eyes. For a long minute that seemed like ages, Justin just stared into hazel eyes, not even noticing how Brian's hand had ceased all movements. The hand was simply gripping the base of Justin's erection firmly.

It took Justin little thought to decide what to do. He jumped Brian, straddling his pelvis, and assaulted Brian's lips with his own. Brian was taken aback with surprise and for a moment all he could do was lie there and allow Justin to kiss him for all he was worth, grinding his erection down against Brian's, letting the younger man pin his arms above his head. Brian wasn't usually the one for submission. He was all about dominating but somehow he doubted that Justin would let that happen that night.

Brian tore his head to the side, breaking the kiss at once so that he could breathe. He gulped in oxygen in a sad attempt at trying to not die from asphyxia that had been inflicted on him by the man moving his hips in a way that had Brian almost begging for release.

Brian nearly protested soundly when Justin got up off of his lap and stepped down onto the floor. He watched as the blond moved around the bed, appearing to be making his way to Gus who was still sleeping about a foot from where Brian was. Justin scooped the little boy into his arms and headed out of the bedroom in search of a place where he could put the boy. He grabbed a blanket off the couch and then headed for the chaise that was farther away from their bedroom than the couch. The boy didn't even wake up when Justin laid him down on the black leather chaise, putting the blanket over him a second later.

Justin all but ran back to the bedroom, finding that Brian hadn't moved at all since he left. Their eyes remained locked for several rather long seconds, Justin continuing to stand in the doorway, aroused beyond belief and showing it too, wondering what the hell he should do next.

There seemed little else to do besides fucking him, Justin thought to himself. He strolled towards the bed taking is sweet time as he swayed his hips a little more than he usually cared to. Justin wasn't sure that he was ready to give up the domination that he had had over his lover mere moments ago. He wanted to have the older man sobbing his name beneath him, begging for him to bring on hid orgasm. This thought lingered in Justin's mind longer than Brian would have let it had he known.

Crawling up the expanse of the brunet's body, Justin bent his head down to Brian's torso and flicked his tongue inside the navel underneath his lips. The tip of his tongue gradually caressed the circumference before the flat of his tongue tasted the little trail of hair that led into Brian's shorts. Justin could hear his lover's breathing change, hitch at certain points but it was only a start to the teasing that Justin was planning on playing out.

He moved up, nuzzling his nose against Brian's chest and when a strong hand grabbed the hair on the back of his head, tugging him back by it, Justin wasn't expecting Brian's lips to crash down on his own, bringing him in deeper with each passing second. Justin tried to control the kiss, untangling Brian's fingers from the back of his head and pinning that hand above Brian's head so he couldn't use it.

"Trying to get rough with me?" panted Brian when his other hand was pinned above his head along with the first after he attempted to make use of Justin's erection that was grinding against Brian's.

"No," Justin said.

It wasn't a lie. All Justin wanted was dominance and Brian's submission. If things had to get rough, Justin supposed that he wouldn't entirely mind as long as he got what he wanted in the end.

Justin was flipped onto his back with Brian grasping him by his wrists, pushing them into the bed. He was now mirroring Brian's former position but he had to admit that he didn't look any where near as aroused and wanton as Brian looked right then. As much as he wanted to succumb to Brian and let him fuck him into the depths of the bed, Justin had a goal in his mind and damn him if he wasn't going to accomplish it.

He began to try to wiggle free out of the firm grasp that Brian had on his wrists. All it warranted was a moan from his counterpart because of the way Justin ended up brushing both of their arousals together.

"You can do that all you want but you're not topping."

So Brian knew exactly what Justin was trying to do. He knew that he wasn't being very discreet but they had done things like this before and then Brian had let him top him until he flipped the blond over onto his stomach and fucked his brains out… several times. It was almost a way for Brian to tell him without words just who was boss and who topped in the bedroom. Brian was in for a change.

"We'll see about that," mumbled Justin against Brian's shoulder.

He bit down a little harder than he would have to ignite passion in Brian and he got a rather pissed-off sounding hiss. Brian's head snapped to the side to look at the man still latched onto his shoulder, beginning to suck on the patch of already wounded flesh. Watching Justin slowly lick the spot, vibrant blue eyes pouring into hazel, Brian's grip unintentionally loosened but Justin knew that it wasn't the time to take advantage of Brian's weakened state.

Justin's mouth moved up the arch where Brian's shoulder met his neck. On the side of Brian's throat where everyone could see, Justin hastened his mouth to the spot and repeated the same treatment that had been inflicted on Brian's shoulder. He even added a bite that elicited another hiss from Brian but the nip was a little less hard than the first one.

"You fucking vampire," he breathed out.

"Watch out. I just might sink my teeth into something else," Justin whispered into his ear, thrusting up against him to add emphasis on his statement.

"Try it and see what happens," he growled back. "You won't have a dick to try and fuck me with."

Justin chuckled and nibbled along Brian's jaw, stopping to merely bit down on Brian's chin. He found that the brunet always responded to a little rougher touch, usually biting, than light touches. However, the man did appreciate anything manual and definitely oral.

Brian's hands had slipped up from Justin's wrist to twine their fingers together, still above Justin's head. The younger man could feel the gentle slip of Brian's dominance and control slipping, gradually giving way to submission. He may have been on the bottom but he could still oppress the all mighty sex god, Brian Kinney. And the latter was too focused on the sensation of his lover rotating his pelvis up against his to notice exactly what was going on. Justin wrapped his legs around Brian's waist as tightly as he could, pressing himself as hard as he could against Brian, and sucked on Brian's bottom lip.

His eyelids were heavy with lust and at that moment he would let Justin do almost anything to him if it meant that he would never stop grinding with him and kissing him the way that he was.

When Justin unhurriedly withdrew from the kiss that he had practically drowned themselves in. he gauged Brian's expression and found that there was little in it since the man seemed so far gone that he was delirious. That was the moment for Justin to take advantage of his lover's weakness, when he was panting down against his collarbone and nearly trembling.

Lifting his hips completely off the bed, Justin began to persuade Brian's body to roll over. It was easier than Justin thought. Brian gave absolutely no resistance and actually moaned when Justin straddled him once more and locked Brian's hands to his sides.

"You drugged me, didn't you?" Brian mumbled.

"Not with what you're thinking," Justin murmured against Brian's chest, his tongue tasting the nipple beneath his lips.

"Tell anyone and I'll kill you," Brian threatened, his voice husky but sounding almost like he was going to fall asleep.

"Tell anyone what?"

"That I let you top."

"This barely qualifies as topping," protested Justin, tugging down the waistband of Brian's briefs.

"But you're going to."

"And you're okay with that?"

"You seem pretty determined to do so," Brian replied coolly, trying not to show that he loved how the cool air caressed his heated flesh and how it was a nice contrast to Justin's breath close to his erection. "Besides, I think I've crushed enough kids' dreams today to crush another."

"I'm not a kid," Justin said.

"Yeah, I can feel that," he chuckled.

There was a pause in which Justin removed his cotton underwear as well, throwing it down onto the floor on top of Brian's pair. There was already a condom and some lube on top of the night table within Justin's reach but he wasn't sure if he wanted to grab them just yet.

"Well, Sunshine. Aren't you going to do it?"

"Patience," he chided back.

"Fuck me before I change my mind."

"Even if you did change your mind, I'd still fuck you."

"That's called rape, Sunshine."

Justin let out a slow and deep chuckle, grinning madly as he did so. "Oh, trust me, it wouldn't be rape."

Brian sneered mocking up at his lover as a silence enveloped them momentarily.

"I haven't bottomed since…"

"The last time you bottomed for me," Justin replied smugly, his grin just as arrogant.

"Which was over a year ago. Longer than that even, I'm sure."

"You're probably right."

Justin finally reached for the necessities sitting on the surface of the little table. He started to prep himself but the tone of Brian's voice and his choice of words stilled his movements.

"Be…gentle with me," Brian whispered, his voice barely audible. "I'm not as used to it as you are." He smiled at the last part.

Leaning down, Justin kissed him softly on the mouth, lingering for longer than he meant to but it appeared that Brian didn't mind. The brunet was grasping the base of his neck with one hand and pulling him in deeper. Justin didn't even care to take notice of where Brian's other hand was until he felt it grasping his cock. Moaning against Brian's mouth, Justin thrust into his lover's hand and then decided to return the favor to Brian, only with a twist.

Justin grabbed the scented bottle of lube, unbeknownst to Brian until Brian felt the distinct feeling of a finger beginning to tease the spot past his balls. Brian broke the kiss and groaned when Justin slipped his finger inside with ease. It wasn't long before it was two fingers and then one more. Brian felt like he was going to come at any moment if Justin didn't just get on with it. In fact, he had a brief urge to simply climax before Justin got the chance to fuck him but then his reputation of lasting would be shot to shit.

Brian was trapped willingly in by Justin's mouth molded to his and the two of them were all tongues and lips as Justin thrust his fingers into Brian. Not once did he make a move to touch Brian's dick and Brian noticed immediately.

"Touch me, Justin," he said, his voice almost sounding like a plea.

"I am," he responded incredulously, running his hand up and down Brian's side.

"My dick," he stressed.

"You've got a filthy mouth," Justin teased.

"Sue me."

"I'd rather fuck you."

"I'd rather you blow me."

"No, you're already going to shoot your load in two seconds."

"I am not."

"Once I wrap my mouth around your hard cock, you'll come instantly."

"Lucky me," he smiled.

Justin pulled his fingers out all at once and in one fluid motion. Brian gasped and clenched his eyes together.

"All I had to do was stop fingering you and you practically came."

"Fuck you."

"Oh, no. I'm fucking you."

"You keep saying that but I don't see anything like that happening."

Brian didn't know when Justin had slipped a condom on but he was more than surprised to find Justin already invading him, gently easing into him. When the head of Justin's penis was inside, Brian decided that it was the perfect moment to clench the muscles around Justin, causing the blond to moan loudly and squeeze his eyes shut.

Brian quickly became bored with Justin's careful movements even when he was fully inside Brian and had been for nearly a full minute now. With a haste and abrupt movement, Brian thrust the best that a person could do with his legs over someone's shoulders and a pillow underneath his back.

"I'm not a virgin, Sunshine."

"You sure feel like one," Justin grinned down at Brian before kissing him passionately, thrusting hard into him.

He pulled almost completely back before plunging back inside. The action was repeated twice more until neither of them seemed to be able to take the languid movements any longer. Justin drove into Brian over and over again with a speed that could easily get the two of them off.

It was a completely different situation and all around experience for Brian to have his legs up in the air instead of Justin's. That wasn't the only thing that was utterly different; he wasn't used to being the receiver of the sex that Justin and him shared. However, Brian didn't really mind being a bottom but he definitely didn't want it to spread around. After all, he had a reputation to keep in tact.

"Harder," he growled, lifting himself a little higher off of the bed so Justin could fill him even more.

With a hand on either side of Brian's head, Justin gripped the sheets and obeyed Brian's request, though it sounded more like an order when he barked the word out at Justin for him to comply.

Justin relished in the fact that he was the only one Brian would ever let top and he reveled in the sensations of moving in and out of his lover beneath. They both knew that neither of them were going to last much longer and Brian's cock was practically aching from Justin's refusal of tactile gratification.

"Don't make me do it myself," he hissed out.

The blond above him looked down at him in bewilderment. His confusion melted away as he watched Brian seductively run his hand down his own flat stomach to his hard-on, grasping it firmly in his hand. Justin observed intently as Brian began to fist himself, up and down. His eyes followed the tiny droplets that trailed down Brian's erection. Justin had the largest urge to crane his neck down, however awkward and almost indefinitely impossible, and lap up the stream with his tongue.

Their eyes met when Justin felt like he was being stared down. Brian's eyebrow was raised, gazing at the younger man with amusement but also impatience.

"What?"

"You stopped."

"Huh?"

Brian thrust up and Justin's mouth went instantly into the shape of an 'o' before letting out a groan a few long seconds later.

"If I wanted to do all the work we would be in different positions, now wouldn't we?" Brian commented pointedly.

Brian purposely clenched his muscles once again around his lover just to see the blond's control slip again. Justin unexpectedly thrust forward, eliciting a sound from Brian that was the lovechild of a gasp and a groan. He didn't ever want to stop moving inside of Brian but he knew that the two of them weren't going to be able to last much longer, especially with Brian stroking himself the way he was and gripping Justin's ass with his free hand, urging him to move faster, harder.

Justin's head was bent forward, the strands of his blond hair falling into his eyes. His forehead rested against Brian's as he bit down on his bottom lip to keep from crying out Brian's name. Brian stopped his ministrations on himself and grabbed a fitful of Justin's hair at the bottom of his neck, tugging the younger man's face closer to his so he could kiss him.

One leg of Brian's was wrapped around Justin's waist and the other was still over Justin's shoulder. Justin tried to test Brian's flexibility by pushing the leg that was over his shoulder as far back as it could possibly go. Brian looked uncomfortable for a moment when realizing that his left thigh was practically next to his head and Justin only smiled down at him through the veil of hair in his eyes.

"Brian," he groaned, squeezing his eyes closed for a moment until Brian panting out his name caught his attention.

Justin watched as his lover beneath him met him thrust for thrust until he couldn't hold back any longer. Justin felt heat washed over his stomach, up to his chest almost, and that was all it took for him to come after Brian had, reveling in the knowledge that Brian hadn't lasted longer than him for once.

Brian tried to catch his breath as the blond collapsed on top of him. Justin moving above him, slipping inside of him and then back out, had been such a turn on. He knew that the imagery would be with him for the next week at least and he wouldn't be surprised him he was hard every moment of the day just thinking how great it felt to have Justin's dick inside of him, bringing them both over the edge.

Rolling off of the brunet beneath him, Justin lied on his side and let out a breath when Brian molded against his body, wrapping his arm around Justin's small waist.

"Promise me you'll do that again some time," Brian murmured huskily, nipping at Justin's ear with his teeth.

"It's a deal."