Brian's POV
I had no idea why, but after Justin had seen me looking at one of his paintings, the one representing his feelings for me, he took a running jump into my arms. Then, he started kissing me passionately. The depth of that kiss was staggering, so much so that my body started to shake.
Suddenly, we were shocked out of our passionate embrace by Mikey's scream. We pulled apart and looked at each other puzzled. Then, I set Justin down and we went out into the main room to learn what the 'ruckus' was about.
Hunter was glaring at Mikey. "What's the big deal?"
Mikey sputtered, "She's like 4 or 5 years older than you!"
"So? Brian is 12 years older than Justin, and they're engaged!"
Mikey wheeled around glared at Justin and I. "You! You and your bad influence!"
I looked at him incredulously. "What's your damage, Heather? You should be praying that Hunter and Daphne are serious about one another. She's a daughter-in-law most would kill for. Sweet, intelligent, kind, devoted, funny, pretty…"
Daphne beamed. "Why thank you, Brian!"
I smiled at her. Her best quality was that she was my biggest fan, outside of Justin, of course.
Ben approached Mikey and said, "Honey, I think you're just in shock. Seeing your child get physical with someone is much more difficult than simply knowing it happens."
Mikey looked down, deflated. He nodded. "I think you're right. I'm sorry Daphne."
"It's ok."
Justin nudged me and whispered, "Do you think they were fucking?"
I shrugged.
I asked, "So were you two kids fucking or what?'
Everyone but Mikey, Ben, Daphne, and Hunter chuckled at that.
Daphne blushed and lost the ability to speak coherently. "No, we were….we were…well, we weren't, you know, doing it."
I shot her a tongue-in-cheek expression and asked, "5 years you've been hanging out with fags, and you still call fucking 'doing it'?"
That had everyone but Daphne laughing.
Molly piped up, "Justin, didn't you and Daphne do it?"
Both Daphne and Justin blushed, and Justin started setting the food buffet-style on a table. I wondered where it came from. It wasn't here 45 minutes ago.
Hunter was staring at Daphne, waiting for her to say something, and Jen was looking between Daphne and Justin, confused.
I answered Molly for Justin. "Yes, Molly. Justin fucked Daphne."
She asked, "So…he's bi?"
I burst out laughing, and Jen spit out a mouthful of the wine she was drinking.
Daphne explained, "Look…I wanted to lose my virginity to someone who cared about me, so I asked Justin if he would…you know…as a friend."
Hunter shook his head in disbelief and looked at Justin helplessly. "First Brian and now Daphne…dude, tell me how I'm not supposed to hate you."
Justin shrugged and smirked.
The food successfully distracted everyone.
I complimented the jambalaya and asked if he'd made it a day early, which had Justin beaming.
Jen said, "You know I taught Justin how to make jambalaya."
I replied with a knowing smile, "So I heard…"
Then, Justin assaulted me with a burning cake, or so it appeared there were so many candles on it.
I stated indignantly, "I'm not a dog!"
He smiled. "There aren't that many candles!"
The little twat even got people singing me the happy birthday song.
Then, he patted me on the back and said, "Don't forget to make a wish!
A wish. I can't remember the last time I'd made a birthday wish. I shot Justin a "give-me-a-break" look, but my resolve softened when he nudged my nose and kissed me gently on the lips. So…I closed my eyes and made a wish, the first one I could think of, a wish I was too ashamed to ever share with anyone, "I wish that Justin would never me leave again." It was completely selfish and lesbianic, but that's what I wanted the most. I hadn't realized that Justin had come up behind me, so, when I started blowing out the candles, I was a little surprised to find Justin's arms around my neck as he leaned over and helped. All the candles went out in one go. I shouldn't be too surprised. He'd always helped make my wishes come true before. (Christ, kill me now!) Then Justin kissed my cheek.
I refused a piece of cake, but had a few bites of Justin's. That made him smile. Next up was present time. I wonder if Justin (or his minions, Daphne and Hunter) had told everyone to get me something because Justin was usually the only one to get me a present, but, this time, everyone had gotten me one.
Emmett gave me a huge red dildo. Jen shielded Molly's eyes and, then, covered her ears as well when Emmett explained, a bright smile plastered on his face, "Now that you are getting up there in years, I thought you might need this for Justin…He is a much younger man, and you don't want him straying when you can't rise to the occasion."
I glared at him but, then, smiled when Justin wrinkled his nose and purred, "If that were ever to happen, which I highly doubt (thanks so much for that, Sunshine), I'd rather just wait for the real thing. Brian's much bigger." (when had he got so good at lying? The dildo had to be at least an inch longer than mine and was a bit wider)
Everyone's eyes widened.
Ted gave me a penis-shaped stress "ball." That gave everyone a chuckle.
Mikey and Ben gave me a huge framed copy of the cover of the issue of Rage where JT is sucking him off.
Molly complained, "Mom! Are you going to cover my eyes for the rest of the party? I want to see Brian's presents."
Jen sighed in exasperation. "I'll uncover them soon, honey. Soon."
Deb and Carl gave me a shirt that read, "I love blond boy ass!" I smirked, patted Justin's ass, and said, "You know me so well, Deb!"
Hunter gave me a collar and a leash with a note. "So you don't lose your man again."
It was Justin's turn to exclaim, "I am not a dog!"
But his righteous indignation quickly disappeared when I stood up, facing him, placed it around his neck (but not fastening it), and whispered, "You'd look HOT in this and nothing else."
We started necking but were rudely interrupted by, well, everyone…they were all shouting some variation of "get a room."
Daphne gave me a set of photographs (of varying sizes). They were all of Justin. Justin painting, a cute silver smudge on his cheek, Justin sleeping in the middle of the living room on what must be his new bed, Justin sitting in a pile of clothing, looking frazzled (choosing an outfit?), Justin just out of the shower (now, we were talking!), Justin covered in suds, but fully dressed (Had Daphne ambushed him with a sponge?), and so on. She must have taken them over the last month.
I was taken aback. It was such a thoughtful gift. I whispered thank you as I hugged her. She blushed. It's good to know that some things never change. Hunter glared at me, which gave me a chuckle.
Molly, Jen, and Tucker gave me two tickets to Italy. Jen explained, "This was going to be your wedding present. When Daphne confided that Justin hadn't really left for NYC, I thought…maybe…"
Justin was so happy with the gift that he wasn't even mad at Daphne for telling Jen his secret.
Finally, it was Justin's turn. He gave me the painting I had been looking at when he found me earlier, which drew ooos and ahhs, though I knew they had no clue what they were looking at. Then, he handed me my laptop.
I quirked an eyebrow in amusement.
But I was floored when Gus appeared on my screen, exclaiming in a singsong voice, "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" Turns out, Justin had sent Mel and Linds a webcam and microphone for their computer and had attached the same to mine.
I pulled Justin into my lap and kissed his cheek. This was definitely the best birthday I'd ever had. All thanks to my Sunshine.
