Chapter 2 - Halloween

Friday morning, October 28, 2005

Brian was at the Toronto airport terminal with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He was hoping that the timing worked out for his plans. Sure enough, he'd only been waiting about 15 minutes when Justin disembarked his plane from New York. Brian dropped his bag and threw his arms around Justin as they kissed their hellos. This was the first time they'd seen each other for a couple of weeks.

"Hey, how was your flight?" Brian asked.

"Fine. Yours?"

"Fine. So, you ready for this? I'm not sure I am." Brian smiled.

"Hey, you want to see your son and, at his age, Halloween is big deal. Do you know what his costume is?"

"No, Lindsay wouldn't tell me. I can only imagine. JR is going to be a ballerina."

Justin smiled as they were walking through the terminal. "I have a costume for you … and me."

Brian stopped in his tracks. "Wait a minute, that wasn't part of the deal."

"Don't worry. It'll be fun." Justin said as he poked Brian in the side.

"If you model your costume for me later and it mostly involves you being naked, then we'll talk."

Justin laughed as they continued their walk to the cab station at the airport. They took a cab to their hotel. Lindsay and Melanie had offered to rearrange things in their apartment so that Brian and Justin could stay with them, but Brian really didn't want to stay with 'the cwazy wezbians'. Besides, he wanted privacy for his time with Justin. As much fun as public sex always was, the idea of his son walking in on them wasn't what he wanted. Justin had worked with Mel to find a hotel within walking distance of Lindsay and Mel's apartment.

The guys checked in and … tried out the bed at the hotel. After they found it to their liking, they walked over to the apartment. Brian rang the bell. Lindsay answered and buzzed them in. As they entered the apartment Gus ran up to Brian. "Daddy!"

Brian swept the boy up in his arms, holding him tightly and kissing his cheek. "Hey there, Sonny Boy!"

Justin said his hellos to Lindsay and Mel. Jenny Rebecca came toddling in and he picked her up to give her a kiss and a tickle. She grinned at him and squirmed with the tickling.

Gus was obviously thrilled that his father was there. Brian's eyes revealed his love for his son, too. There were two people that he absolutely loved, Gus and Justin. He couldn't imagine his life without either.

When Brian finally put Gus down, the boy went up to hug Justin, who knelt to greet him. Gus kissed him on the cheek, "Justin! Are you going trick-or-treating with us, too?"

"You bet, buddy. I'm so happy to see you."

"Me, too. Are you and Daddy staying here?"

Brian responded. "No, but we'll be together almost all of the time this weekend."

Lindsay and Mel made lunch, and then Lindsay went for a walk with Brian. She pushed JR in the stroller, while Brian held Gus's hand as they walked. They previewed the route they'd take when it was time to go trick-or-treating. At one point they came to a park and Gus played as JR napped in her stroller. Brian and Lindsay sat on a bench watching Gus play.

"So, how are things going with you and Justin?" She asked.

"We're great. I miss him when we're apart, but, he needs this time to prove himself as an artist." He thought for a moment. "I blame his moving away on you, you know." He said it with a serious look on his face, and then smiled. He was upset with Lindsay initially when she'd told Justin he should go to New York to 'take on the art world', but now realized that his boyfriend was only going to be truly happy if he'd proved himself.

"He wouldn't have gone if he didn't know, deep down, he had to. And, he wouldn't have gone without your support. It's a beautiful thing you did for him, Brian."

"It doesn't feel beautiful when I wake up alone," he said wistfully.

"You still see him pretty often though, right?"

"About one week a month. I actually got a small apartment in New York so I can spend more time there drumming up business for Kinnetik."

Lindsay gave him a look, "And…"

Brian gave in. "And, I'm there to see Justin, too."

Lindsay smiled at Brian's admission. "Are you getting a lot of business from New York?"

"My fair share. I'd like to be able to open an office there someday. I'm still working on that."

"That's so exciting! Does Justin know?"

"No, and don't tell him, either. I don't want to say anything until I have plans firmed up. It's still very preliminary."

"Would you consider moving there full time?"

Brian rolled his lips into his mouth, and then sighed. "It's his home now and I'm only home when I'm with him."

Lindsay looked lovingly at him and put her arms around his neck, burying her face there. He returned the embrace. Silently she was telling him how happy she was for him to find true love with Justin. When she leaned back to look at him she had a tear in her eye.

Brian broke the serious moment with a chuckle. "What's gotten into you? Having some romantic lesbian moment, are you?"

She huffed a laugh and said, "It's all your fault, Peter. You're a grown up now."

"Wendy, I'll never be a grown up. I might be a little more grown up, but I'll never achieve full 'grown up' status."

She smiled, "I suppose not, but you're closer than you've ever been."

That night Brian and Justin got back to their hotel after dinner at the apartment.

Brian said, "You mentioned something about costumes. Let me see what you have."

"And mine has to involve nudity in some way, right?"

"If you want me wearing any costume or a piece of something that might be perceived as a costume, you bet your cute ass you have to be naked."

Justin snickered. "OK. You're on. Let me change." He grabbed a bag out of his suitcase and went into the bathroom to change. He emerged a few minutes later in his costume. He was sporting the angel wings he'd worn as a dancer at Babylon when they'd had the 'Angels' fundraiser. He'd purchased a small halo that was held in place by a narrow headband. Other than that, he was naked, except for a small draping of white silk fabric tied around his waist, strategically covering the essentials. Brian looked on approvingly with a smirk on his face. Justin spun around, showing off the fact that the draping didn't quite cover everything in back. "You like?"

"Oh, yes. I think it suits you, my angel. I especially like the back." Brian walked up to Justin and put his arms around him, his hands firmly placed on the 'angel's' rear end. They kissed and shared another laugh. Brian paused and looked warily at Justin, "Do I even have to ask what my costume is going to be, then?"

Justin smiled and reached into the bag in the bathroom. He pulled out a pair of red horns fastened to a shoelace-type string. "Here it is. Wearable with any outfit … preferably something red, but, really, anything will do. May I?"

"I don't think so, Sonny Boy."

"Aww come on. I'm standing here naked except for a loin cloth for fuck sake. The least you could do is tie a string on your head."

Brian begrudgingly bent his head down as Justin triumphantly tied the string around Brian's head. The horns were prominent on the top of Brian's head and Justin arranged his auburn hair to cover the string. Brian looked at himself in the mirror.

Justin grinned. "It suits you. Devilish and horny."

Brian admired himself in the mirror. "I suppose, as costumes go, this isn't bad." He chuckled. "Horny, eh? Let me show you how horny."

Justin slid the wings off and started to untie the loincloth when Brian stopped him. "Oh, no. That stays on, the halo, too."

"Well, then, you have to wear the horns."

"Deal." Brian said as he took Justin in his arms and kissed those luscious lips that definitely called to the horny devil inside. He walked Justin backwards towards the bed. The blond angel broke the kiss first and, smiling innocently, turned and crawled towards the head of the bed, looking behind at the handsome devil. He crawled as slowly and sinfully as possible, swaying his hips, tempting his lust-filled partner, knowing his perfect ass was half uncovered just waiting to be grabbed and filled.

The horny devil definitely liked what he saw; with such an angelic beauty lying before him, on hands and knees, like some virginal sacrifice waiting to be taken. Who was Brian to deny his lover anything, especially this? He knew he should do something, but completely admired the view for a moment. Brian was now naked, except for the horns, having undressed quickly while watching Justin crawl up the bed. He just about lost it when he saw Justin lean down on his shoulders, showing his opening to the only man he would want to fill it. Brian couldn't help himself, he was desperate to feel that warmth, that tightness, but he had to taste first. Condom and lube forgotten for the moment he leaned down to breathe in the scent that was purely Justin and lick that perfect pucker, loving the taste of his Sunshine, his angel. Driven by the gasps and moans of his lover, he got as close as possible and grabbed Justin's hips while delving his tongue inside that musky warmth, preparing him for when he could finally take him and possess him.

No longer able to contain himself, feeling the pre-cum dripping from his own painfully hard cock, he grabbed the condom and put it on while lubing it with his other hand. He grabbed Justin's hips again and thrust in hard and fast. Both men, brilliant white angel and gorgeous tan devil, met in a passion as old as time, thrusting together through moans, groans and gasps, meeting each stroke, each plunge, with a passion they had both perfected with each other over the years. They reached their climax at the same time, Justin coming all over the bed and Brian filling and almost overflowing the condom. Then they collapsed on the bed in a glorious, sensual heap.

"You are not… wearing this costume… out trick-or-treating," Brian struggled to say as he recovered from such a powerful orgasm. He heard Justin chuckle… well, what he believed was a chuckle, it was kind of hard to tell since they were both still struggling to breathe a little. Brian pulled out slowly, both groaning at the loss. He tied the condom and threw it away and pulled Justin into his arms while admiring the halo and the slip of fabric at his hips.

They both smiled at each other, both sets of eyes full of the love and devotion both hearts felt. Justin knew what Brian was trying to say, but he had to play a little anyway… now he was the one feeling devilish.

"Why not? I know you like it, and I will be wearing the wings."

"I definitely like it, but I don't think Linds and Mel would like it, since I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you… not something Gus needs to see, either."

"But what am I supposed to wear? I really had my heart set on this costume." Justin tried to keep a straight face; he even tried a pout, too.

"Nice try, Sunshine… but I can see it in your eyes… I know you weren't actually going to wear that out."

Justin had to chuckle at that. "You might be right. This is my costume, but only for you. I'm going to wear jeans, a sweater and coat for Halloween. Not to mention, I think I'd be a bit cold in just this."

"And it would be highly inappropriate for me to warm you while being around kids."

On Saturday, Brian and Justin spent the day taking the kids to their favorite places in town; zoo, museum, pizza/arcade place. They had a blast being the dads for the day, although they were entirely worn out by the time they were returning the kids to the apartment before dinner. Justin fell asleep on the couch there.

Mel walked in as Brian lovingly covered Justin with a throw blanket from the back of the couch, and then kissed his forehead. She smiled and said, "The kids must have exhausted him."

Brian was surprised to get caught in a tender moment with his partner, so he made one of his usual glib comments, "I need him to rest up so I can exhaust him further later."

Mel was on to Brian. "Nice try, asshole. I can see how much you care about him. You're not fooling me."

Brian just smiled, shrugged and walked away.

Sunday was Halloween. Justin had his shirt and jeans on. Then he put the wings on over his coat, sported the halo on top and wore the silk around his neck. He talked Brian into wearing his horns.

"You'll pay for this, later." Brian said as he rang the bell at the apartment.

"Anything you say, horny devil." Justin said suggestively.

Lindsay dressed Gus in his costume. He emerged from his room and ran up to 'devil' Dad and 'angel' Justin. "What do you think? Ya like it?" Gus asked.

Brian breathed a sigh of relief. Gus was in a cowboy costume, complete with hat, vest, shirt, badge and holstered guns. "You look great, cowboy! Don't shoot!"

Mel walked in holding 'ballerina' JR's hand. The little girl was resplendent in pink tulle with pale pink leotards, a pink coat and black slippers. Mel was wearing a witches' hat.

Brian couldn't help commenting. "Nice hat, Mel. It suits you."

"I can say the same for you, Devil." Then they both smirked at the whole situation.

The rest of the day went well. The kids filled up their bags with more candy than they'd know what to do with. Brian enjoyed watching the joy in Gus's face each time he got a piece of candy. He was so glad to have this experience with his son. Justin loved watching Brian with Gus.

In the evening, though, they had to part ways as Brian and Justin had to fly back to their respective home towns. Gus made a tearful goodbye with his Dad. Hugs and kisses were dispensed all around, except for Brian and Mel, of course. They just chucked each other on the shoulder. Justin could tell, though, that Mel had a little more respect for Brian. Maybe it was because he'd made time for this visit … maybe they were just softening a bit towards each other. The real reason was because Mel could see how much Brian had changed when he was around Justin. Brian showed genuine affection more readily these days and, even through the gruff exterior, was showing how much he was mellowing.