Title change Chapter Ten: Completing the Tasks at Hand

Justin wakes up groggily and sees Gus sprawled out sideways on the bed beside him. Brian is nowhere in sight. Where did he get to? He crawls out of bed as stealthily as possible so as not to wake up Gus. He goes out to the living room where Brian, looking as hot as ever, is steadily typing at the computer.

"What are you doing up so early? You know I don't like waking up without you there."

"Sorry Sunshine, I have a lot of work to do. I figured I better get started. I've been pretty fucking amazing if I do say so myself."

"Put another five in the jar. So what have you accomplished this morning my brilliant, hardworking husband? God, I never get tired of calling you that. I imagine I never will."

"Whatever, you sentimental fool. I sent Lindsey's obituary off to the newspaper. I found a very promising school for Gus. They are K-12, and their students have an average score of 1936 on the SATs. I believe that's just a little better than your measly 1500. All of their students go onto college and most of them to Ivy League. It's The Sewickley Academy, and I already made an appointment to meet with them on Monday. It's supposed to be way better than that homophobic hellhole you went to. You'll be coming with me to the meeting I presume."

"We wouldn't want them to think that Gus is being raised solely by an arrogant asshole would we?"

"I suppose not. We have to make sure they know he has a feminine influence too."

"Whatever, old man, keep it up and see how far it gets you."

"I know exactly how far it will get me", he says as he grabs Justin and pulls him into his lap. "How deep it will get me too." He plants a long hard kiss on Justin as he takes his husband's hand and lets him feel the increasing bulge developing inside his briefs.

"Why Brian, is that a cock in your pants or are you just happy to see me?"

"I'm pretty sure it's a cock, but I'm sure it would be happy to come out and see you. Should we check?"

At that moment there's a slight shuffling and a voice is heard saying, "Daddy, what are you doing to Daddy Justin?"

"Nothing sonny boy, I'm just pointing out all the dirty spots that daddy needs to take care of in the shower."

"Hey Gus come on over and we'll get you some cereal. You can watch cartoons while we take our shower. Then I'll get you cleaned up, and we can go to Uncle Mikey's house and you can see JR, while I go to Toronto with Uncle Ben."

Gus sits down in front of the TV while Brian and Justin head for their new daily ritual, at least until the move into Bri-Tin.

Inside the shower and all soaped up Brian asks, "So can you do what you did yesterday. It really turned me on being topped while getting a hand job at the same time. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you had done that before. You were like a pro."

"That's me, Justin Taylor, reformed hustler. I guess that makes you Richard Gere to my Julia Roberts."

"I guess since we don't have a bubble bath this shower will have to do." If he told the truth Brian would have to admit that he actually likes having Justin do all the work, sexually that is. All he has to do is take it up the ass, get his cock jerked off, and enjoy the pleasure. What pleasure it is too. Justin has a way of slightly gyrating his dick inside Brian's ass that gives his husband an extra spine tingling sensation that sends his body into fits. How the fuck does he do that? Brian lets out a moan so loud he feels the need to cover his mouth by connecting it with Justin's willing lips. He reluctantly decides he ought to return the favor and provide Justin the pleasures of feeling his re-swelling cock give him the same fit that he himself had just so immensely enjoyed. He took Justin's face in his hands, kissed him sweetly with just a hint of tongue, and whispered in his young husband's ear. "It's your turn Sunshine. I hope I can satisfy you half as well as you just did me." He proceeds to do exactly to Justin what his mate had done to him two days in a row. Brian being in slightly better shape than his spouse, was able to stroke Justin's rock hard cock and thrust his own dick inside him at a much quicker pace, which really got Justin going. As had become the custom, they both came at the exact same time.

Now that they had both been thoroughly satisfied, they rinsed off and headed back to the bedroom to get dressed.

"Come on Gus, let's get ready."

"I'm coming Daddy." He runs in and inquisitively asks, "Did you get all the dirty spots Daddy?"

Brian replies, "He sure did, every last inch of them. You go with Justin and get cleaned up. I'll pack a bag for our sleepover at Uncle Mikey's house."

"Geez Brian, if only I knew how domestic you could be, I wouldn't have already packed a bag for you guys last night."

"Do you ever forget anything?"

"You better hope not, or one day I might forget you on the side of the dance floor old man." He gleefully taunts his husband with his quick wit.

Brian tosses their bags in the trunk and they head off to Michael and Ben's house.

The door is unlocked, so of course Brian feels it is his right to walk right in. Boy was he wrong. He shut the door as quickly as he opened it, just in time to prevent his son from seeing sodomy at its beastliest.

He then knocked rather loudly on the door as he heard Michael yell out in ecstasy before shouting, "I'll be right there."

Brian looks at Justin in disbelief. "Can you believe those two? Don't they know how to lock their door if they're going to do that sort of thing right out in the open?"

"I seem to recall us being walked in on at least once or twice ourselves."

Michael is just pulling down his shirt when he opens the door. "Hey guys, how's it going? Come on in."

"I'll tell you how it's going. My stomach can't handle having to see the jolly Zen giant stick it to you on the couch we have to sit on. Lock your damn door from now on, will you. My son almost saw it."

"What did Uncle Ben Stick to Uncle Mikey? Was it stickers? I like stickers."

"No Gus, your father was just making a joke, right Brian?" Michael says trying to dissuade Gus' thoughts.

"Right, sorry. Oh and I guess I owe another five to the swear jar."

Michael is still a little perturbed. "Maybe you can remember your manners next time and not barge right in like you own the place."

Ben comes back down the stairs. Hey Guys, I'm glad you got here early. I figure the sooner we hit the road, the sooner we can get back. Brian did you get the obit submitted?"

"As a matter of fact I did. I'm sure such a notable author, sorry un-notable, as yourself got yours in on time also."

"I sent it off yesterday, right after you guys left."

"Brian Honey, could you move my bag to Ben's car."

"What did I tell you about using that kind of language in public?"

"I'd hardly call this public old man."

"As far as I'm concerned it is, so just stick to old man. At least I can laugh at that one on the inside knowing I'll always run circles around you no matter how old I get. However, I don't plan on ever getting old."

Justin glares at Brian and hears his senior counterpart sigh before finally saying, "Yes Dear, I'll go get your bag."

Justin turns back to Michael. "Is JR upstairs? Gus has really missed her and begged us to see her."

"She's sleeping right now, but if Gus promises to be quiet he can sit and watch her until she wakes up."

"I promise to be really quiet Uncle Mikey. I won't shake her awake like I normally do. I swear."

"Okay Gus, you can go on up."

"Thanks Michael, I know this transition is really hard on him, even though he's putting up a good front.

I know it seems almost disrespectful, but I think Emmett's idea for a slumber party will really help keep your minds off of the more disturbing events of late."

"You might be right, but I don't think it's quite how Brian wants to spend his evening."

"Don't worry, I talked to him and he will do whatever it takes to help his son even if it means having a slumber party."

Ben grabs his overnight bag and says, "If you're ready, we should probably get on the road. The drive alone is going to be about 5 ½ hours. The movers are supposed to be there by 4:00. I'd like to get there first so we can try to go through and label things. I called the Salvation Army in Toronto and they are going to show up at the house at 9:00 am tomorrow, to pick up whatever donation items we decide on."

"That's great. Thanks for taking care of all of that Ben."

"It was no trouble, and I was happy to help in any way I could."

"Uncle Mikey, Uncle Mikey JR's awake, but I can't reach to get her out." Gus shouts out from upstairs.

"I'll be right there Gus. How about you come down first and say goodbye to Justin and Ben."

Gus comes running down the stairs as Brian comes back through the front door. "Whoa sunny boy, where are you rushing off too?"

"Daddy Justin and Uncle Ben are leaving. Daddy can't leave until I give him a goodbye hug and kiss."

Justin kneels down and opens his arms as Gus jumps into them. Gus gives him the biggest bear hug a four and a half year old can, and then kisses him on the cheek. "Don't worry Daddy Justin; I'll take care of Daddy while you're gone. I'll make sure he doesn't get into any trouble."

"Oh great, now you have a little kid babysitting me? What is this world coming to Sunshine?"

"A world where you keep me happy remember. Now where is my goodbye kiss from my doting husband?"

Brian walks over to his fresh faced husband and wraps one hand around his waist as he uses his other hand to pull Justin's face close to his for a proper good bye kiss.

"That's more like it. We'll see you tomorrow."

Ben gives Michael the same courtesy and off they go.