Chapter 4 – New Years' Eve

Saturday, December 31, 2005

On New Year's Eve Justin left work at 8:30 p.m. and went straight to Brian's apartment. He showered and changed his clothes to 'club clothes' and they went to their favorite dance bar in Soho, Stephan's (Steff-AHNS). Brian liked to call the bar 'Stiff Ones'. The owner, Stephan, was a quirky queer who had gotten to know Brian once they compared notes about owning a club like Babylon. Brian had offered advice based on his experience with Babylon. All of the tips Stephan had taken and implemented had meant an increase in his club's profits.

That particular evening Stephan was anxious to show Brian and Justin a new 'semi-private' backroom area at the club. He led them to an area with four curtained alcoves, each equipped with bed-like couches. The lighting was different for each alcove; slate blue, garnet red, amethyst purple and jade green. There were sumptuous pillows and nice fabrics all over. Stephan offered that Brian and Justin could spend as much time as they liked in any of the rooms, so Brian chose the 'blue' room. Justin smiled when Brian picked blue as it reminded him of the blue light that Brian had at the loft when they first met. Stephan excused himself and the guys got comfortable in their own semi-private space.

Brian leaned up on one elbow as they reclined. "I want to tell you something. I have been getting enough New York business for Kinnetik that I'm thinking of opening a New York office. If I can make it go and find a manager for both the Pittsburgh and New York offices, I'd be able to move here full time and manage both locations from here."

"Oh, my god, Brian. That's so exciting! That'd be wonderful if you could move here." Justin hugged Brian's neck and then they kissed.

Brian started undressing himself and unbuttoning Justin's shirt. Soon they were both naked and horizontal on the sumptuous couch. Brian was on top and Justin's legs instinctively wrapped around his lover's back. There was no denying that the thrill of semi-public sex was something both men had missed. The thrill of the backroom … an encounter at the baths … was always exciting. They could both hear a few footsteps in the hallway and they knew they were visible to anyone who passed, but that only added to the thrill.

Right now, Justin knew that he needed to show Brian how much he needed him. He tightened his grip with one leg and, using his other leg and arm, flipped them over so he was on top. Both chuckled quietly… Brian, at the unexpected, but very pleasing, reaction of his partner; Justin because he loved that he could still surprise Brian. Justin stared deep into Brian's beautiful hazel eyes, saying with his own brilliant blues what he couldn't say in words. Both men painfully hard at the friction and electricity their bodies always had when pressed against each other, clothing or not. Justin broke the stare first, but not before kissing Brian hard, tongues exploring the recesses of each other's mouths, inhaling the other's scent and need and love. Justin then moved down Brian's body, licking each nipple in turn. Reveling in the moans coming out of Brian, he continued his amazing, hot, sweet, musky journey to Brian's navel then down to his gorgeous cock.

Justin engulfed Brian's cock in one swallow, loving how Brian called out his name. They both knew where they were and in years past Brian would have never uttered another name in a backroom, but now he didn't care… this was Justin, his lover, his partner. Fuck, he was moving to New York just to be with him.

Brian was so caught up in the exceptional sucking skills of said partner, he almost lost it. He didn't want to come in Justin's mouth, not this time. He grabbed Justin's upper arms and pulled him up for another all encompassing kiss. While ravishing each other's mouths, Justin rolled a condom on Brian while Brian lubed up Justin's ass. Only a few seconds passed, but they were more than ready; ready to show this backroom how two men thoroughly in love made love, and ready for some hot fucking, no matter where the location.

Justin lifted himself up from Brian, straddled his legs, grabbed his cock and impaled himself on the most perfect dick he'd ever seen. He rode him hard and fast, thrusting and pumping in perfect unison with his partner. Justin expressed all of his love for Brian in every grind, every thrust, every movement, every kiss, and every lick. Justin desperately wanted to come, but didn't want to stop; Brian was feeling the exact same way. Sensing his lover getting very close to orgasm, he took a hold of Justin's cock and started jerking him in time with their thrusts. Justin gasped, breathing harder than he was; he usually jerked himself off while Brian fucked him, the thought that Brian had to have him come, needing to touch him… it was all in his eyes, in their eyes, and under the blue lighting on deep blue sheets… much like their first time together. The passion built up inside both of them. Justin came first, exploding his juices all over his lover's chest. Brian, feeling Justin's tightness and contractions grip his cock even harder, followed seconds later, but just before Justin finished. They both collapsed in an extremely satiated pile, holding each other close. Remembering they were still in the backroom, they both lifted their heads a little to look around and listen, noticing that it was quieter than earlier.

They could glimpse the room opposite them and see the men there looking as worn, sated and happy as Brian and Justin. Recognizing the looks, the grins, the sweating bodies tired and spent very recently… they knew they had once again spurred a backroom full of queers to rousing and exciting crescendo. They chuckled softly to each other and put their heads back down to recover for a moment, just enjoying being together, enjoying each other's scent, softness and… even the stickiness was welcomed and appreciated.

They continued a lovemaking session until just before midnight, and then dressed and went to the dance floor for the final countdown to the New Year. The crowd cheered and yelled "Happy New Year!"

When the crowd was singing Auld Lang Syne, Justin and Brian kissed.

"Happy New Year, Justin."

"Happy New Year, Brian."