A/N: Here we go..at long last - the loft. I hope it lives up to everyone's expectations. I owe you after the angst revealed in the last chapter, but these boys can breathe at least for tonight. Or, ummm maybe that's a poor choice of words - they might not be breathing too steadily tonight. Okay...WARNING time. Due to many reasons this may be the final story I post in this fandom on this site. My primary site is a separate site, and due to time constrictions that I personally have, and the huge difference in story response here as opposed to my primary site - I may have to let this one go. To those who have supported this story, I thank you. In fairness, and thanks to you I will continue to post this story here, but any other further QAF stories I may decline to do so. If the responses pick up - then, of course, I will consider taking that extra time to post them here. Regardless, thank you all that are reading, and supporting this story with your comments - it is much appreciated!

Chapter 16

Brian could not prevent his eyes from straying to the form of his passenger as he drove through downtown Pittsburgh as fast as traffic would allow. It was Saturday night. Seemingly every hetero in the city was out on the town with their dates on this night. Impatiently, he expertly weaved in and out of traffic determined to reach his destination, and his ultimate goal in the minimal amount of time. His desination would be his loft, however his primary goal would be to be firmly embedded in this delicious blond boy's ass - at long last. Nothing would deter him from reaching his goal tonight. He pitied anyone who even attempted such folly - and he was not one to feel an overwhelming amount of compassion for fools. And, that is exactly what they would be.

Seeing yet another traffic light about to change to red, Brian accelerated his speed to just pass underneath it in time. His haste earning him a surprised gasp from Justin who had been as quiet and still as the proverbial mouse since he had been ordered to do so. Hearing the sound, as innocent as it may have been, provoked yet another twitch in his cock. Brian turned to him with a mock glare, instantly gratified when Justin blushed before once again staring out the window. Brian knew he needed to settle down before he had the boy scared to death before he even laid a finger on him. He knew this would be Justin's first time. That in itself had to be making the blond nervous. In combination with Brian's attitude, and erratic driving, not to mention behavior - the boy could become unhinged. Not the response Brian was seeking from him tonight.

Brian forced himself to relax his tight grip on the steering wheel without removing either hand from it not trusting his resolve to keep any free hands away from Justin. He glanced at him again catching Justin looking his way once again. He chose his words very carefully deciding he had already made the boy much more apprehensive than he had ever intended. Growling softly he said, "Relax, Justin. We are almost there. I am not going to pounce on you now."

Justin smiled before asking, "I have permission to speak, oh Great One?"

"If you must, blondie." Brian said with a predatory smile unable to resist leering at him in the darkened vehicle that was speeding onwards to it's destination.

"You know, Brian...we have all night. Do you really have to drive this fast?" Justin mock scolded him.

Brian scowled at him, and was about to answer when his phone began to ring. "Can you answer that for me, sweetness? Let them know I am indisposed for the rest of the night." Brian virtually purred as his eyes moved slowly over Justin. Then his voice pitched lower. "Perhaps, into the day tomorrow as well."

Justin rolled his eyes as he retrieved the phone from between the seats, flipping it open he answered in a sugar coated voice. "This is Brian's answering service. I am so sorry but he is unable to come to the phone right now. Please leave a message at the "fake" tone, and he will be sure to return your call...at his convenience. Beep, beep, beep."

"I am about to fuck the road runner." Brian laughed which did not go undetected by the unwanted caller on his phone.

Justin began to ask who was calling only to find himself at the recieving end of a dial tone. Handing the phone to Brian he said, "I don't think they liked your answering system. They hung up."

"Too fucking bad. That's what they get for calling me when I have far more pressing issues." Brian growled as he peeled to a sudden stop in front of his loft - finally. He glanced down at the phone to see who the caller had been. He knew it wouldn't have been Linds about Gus - that was the only thing that could distract him tonight. Sonny boy should be all tucked up in his bed by now; as the one seated next to him would soon be as well, however in a much different manner. Pulling up the call details he found to no surprise it had been Michael. He was definitely NOT in the mood to deal with him again tonight. Brian did something he rarely did - he turned off the phone. Anyone who tried to get to him tonight would need to be much more creative...and, God help them if they even tried.

As soon as the ignition was off, Brian pulled the keys out without delay. He stepped out of the car and moved around to where Justin still sat on his side of the car. Opening the door he extended his hand smiling at Justin with hunger as he slowly took his hand to allow him to pull him forward. Brian moved Justin aside as he locked the door, and closed it. He reached around Justin slowly - his hands settling on the most delectable ass he had ever touched - soon to be fucked by his hard, and oh so hungry cock. He jerked his ass forward until they were flush together, both with hardened cocks, straining towards the other.

Brian lowered his mouth to ghost across Justin's face before it settled on his ear. He pulled the lobe into his mouth as he nibbled, and licked it in turn. Suckling on the soft flesh he whispered raggedly, "Upstairs, Justin. Now. Unless, you want me to take you right here. It's a bit public for my taste, but I would find a way to manage it."

Justin swallowed nervously knowing this was finally the moment. Elation and fear both resounding inside of him. Did he want to turn and run? No, he knew he didn't. He wanted Brian. There was no way he could deny that to either him or himself. What would be the point? Brian could refute any token resistance in just one touch. And, he was just tired of fighting it. Next, Justin allowed himself to be led away from the jeep, Brian's arm wrapped tightly around his neck..mouth finding any skin he could reach during the short walk to the building door.

Once they stepped inside the elevator, and Brian pushed the required buttons he advanced towards Justin pushing him against the wall of the lift. His mouth smashed down on Justin's - his intent to devour more than apparent. Brian reached up loosening Justin's tie, along with his own before sinking both of his hands in Justin's blond hair angling his head closer...tighter to meet the increasing demands of his hungry mouth. His tongue didn't ask for entrance, it demanded as it claimed the territory it craved to know. Justin began to moan against Brian's mouth as his hands simultaneously reached up to snag around Brian's waist..tugging his shirt out from his pants to stroke his hands up and down his smooth back; not only participating, but meeting Brian wholeheartedly.

Brian rasped against Justin's lips, "That's it, sweetness. Touch me."

Justin was unaware the lift had stopped so lost under Brian's mouth, and feeling his bare skin underneath his hands. Before Justin knew what was happening Brian had the loft door opened with him being backed inside. Brian was not taking his time...not this time. He had wanted this boy for what seemed like - FOREVER. He needed him now. He would have him NOW. Brian kept walking him back towards his elevated bed, never releasing his lips as he urged him backwards. Finally, when he had him at his destination, for what would be a long and very hot night, Brian began to roughly push the jacket off of Justin's shoulders, next came the tie, tossed carelessly onto the floor - all without releasing his mouth from Justin's plump, delicious lips.

Brian ran his fingers under Justin's shirt feeling such untold ecstasy at touching his bare pale skin - at long last. He began to slip the buttons through the holes before his now feral hunger overtook him. Fuck that, he thought wildly to himself. He ran both hands up the outside of his shirt until they reached the very top. In the next instant he hooked his fingers inside and pulled down with force, rending the delicate fabric to shreds. Hissing against Justin's mouth when he murmured a token protest. "Fuck the shirt. I will buy you another...I will buy you a dozen fucking shirts. Now get that sweet ass on my bed."

Swallowing nervously Justin laid back on Brian's bed watching as he shrugged his own jacket to the floor, followed by his tie...proceding to rip his own, very expensive shirt apart - looking at it momentarily with regret before moving his eyes back to Justin finding the quicker reward to far outweigh his sacrifice. His eyes never left Justin's face as he kicked off his shoes, not bothering to unlace them, slowly unbuttoned his pants, licking his lips in anticipation as he lowered the zipper. He paused for a moment letting Justin look his fill when he tossed away his tight briefs to join his pants. He felt his cock rising as Justin's gaze locked on the pulsing hardness that would soon claim what no other man had known.

Brian's eyes blazed with scorching heat when he saw Justin's pink tongue slip out to wet his lips. He raised his eyes to Justin's only to find them fastened with growing hunger upon Brian's cock. It was all he could do right then not to flip him over and pound hard and deep into his tight little ass. He forced himself to focus. Virgin ass means go easy, stud. You are going to want to have it more than one time tonight - you ram in mercilessly...this time, and you will only have it once tonight. He was near to totally accepting that this was going to equate into far more than his standard one night fuck. He remembered the evening they had just spent together; further strengthening those thoughts. This boy was not just a trick. This boy was special. As much as he had always maintained there was no such thing - a fuck was a fuck; they just had not been Justin Taylor. Of course, he would never admit that to the little twat...and, he would make sure he never realized it either.

All he knew now was he couldn't wait any longer. He had to be inside of him. Moving closer his hands almost shaking as he stripped Justin the rest of the way. Shoes, pants, briefs, and even socks tossed behind him onto the floor. So many things he had planned to do this first time. He had wanted to kiss him endlessly, make a meal out of that luscious mouth, then move down to worship his beautiful cock, as he had in the restaurant. That taste had not been nearly enough. He wanted more. He wanted to make a total meal out of this boy. And, then there was his ass. Thank God he was on his back where Brian couldn't let his lust eaten eyes fully enjoy it. Rimming this boy had played in his fantasies every day since they had met, but it wasn't going to happen right now. However, later he would give this blond headed beauty a rimming he would never forget.

Brian crawled up on the bed until he was beside him, revelling in the total perfection of Justin's body. Sweet fuck, this boy is so damned beautiful. He is going to make me break every rule I have ever held dear - and I don't even care anymore. Fucking perfect. Brian pulled him so that he was in the center of the bed. He wanted to play with him - badly, but he couldn't. His cock was hurting as it had never before - only one thing would settle that burn. He was moments away from finally having it.

Justin looked up at Brian with trust, and some other undefined emotion that Brian didn't understand. He swallowed softly whispering, "Brian, just go easy...okay?"

Brian smiled slightly, his face tightened with lust and total need for this boy. He nodded as he lifted Justin's legs to rest on his shoulders. Brian looked down..getting his first good look at the bareness of the luscious ass he had been long craving. His cock tightened almost painfully at the sight, his eyes darkened with hot fire - he could feel rivlets of sweat trickling down his spine. Brian leaned forward smashing his lips against Justin's growling against them, "You are so fucking beautiful. I am going to fuck you all night long."

Justin ran his hands up and down Brian's chest smiling as he felt the muscles rippling under his gentle touch. Reaching around his hands dug into Brian's back as he whispered in a throaty command full of all the need that had been building up inside of him since the moment they had met. "Do it. Fuck me, Brian...please end this torment...fuck me."

Brian growled in primal heat as he reached over to the side table drawer to grab one of the many condoms he had laid out...ready. Ripping it open with his teeth he extended it to Justin raggedly telling him, "Go on. Put it on me. Slip it on my dick."

Without question Justin slid it on his huge cock, eyes watchful as Brian slathered lube on his latex covering before flinching feeling the cool liquid being squirted inside his hole. He gasped out, "It's cold."

Brian moved forward the head of his cock aiming for it's long desired target. "It'll heat up." he whispered ..eyes closing briefly at the feel of that initial penetration...cautioning himself slowly, go slowly. Damn, but it was hard...he felt too fucking good.

Justin screeched out a protest of pain. "It hurts. Does it always hurt?"

Brian inched forward a bit at a time. His face a tight mask of unbelievable pleasure. His breathing shallow he murmured, "A bit. It's part of it."

Justin's hands clenched in the sheets as Brian moved deeper, only halfway in now, although Justin didn't realize that. Justin moaned in pain as he forced his eyes to stay on Brian's face. The pleasure so clearly revealed on his face somehow made it all better - the ecstasy of knowing Brian was derving that special bliss solely from being inside of him. Moving deeper in slow steady strokes, Brian would lean forward taking a kiss, trying to soothe him...wanting the pain to lessen; knowing once he was fully embedded he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

"Mmmmmmm so fucking tight. Damn you feel so good, Justin." Brian moaned as he thrust deeper, almost all the way inside now...going crazy from the feeling of the walls of Justin's ass squeezing him so tightly. "Relax. The bad part is almost over...soon you will only feel pleasure."

Brian gave one last strong lunge as he pushed fully inside...moaning as he reached his most desired place. "Hold on to me, Justin. This is where the real fucking begins."

Then no more words were spoken as Brian began to ram into the tightest, most divine place he had ever known. Sweat dripping off of both of their brows as they began to move together in a perfect harmony that would forever define this moment. Justin still winced in momentary pain, but was soon replaced by the burn of pleasure as Brian began to skillfully hit his prostate. Brian's eyes narrowed on him as he fucked him harder and faster...as deep as his cock could physically penetrate him...hitting Justin's sensitive spot on each pass. Panting in the most unbelievable pleasure he had ever experienced he couldn't stop himself from leaning forward with each and every deep thrust to kiss those full, luscious lips - almost as if they beseeched him.

Harder, faster they fucked...both of them now grinding into the other, hands finding purchase on any bare skin they could grasp in their frenzied movements. Lips continuing to lock together as they each reached for that exquisite bliss that was incomparable, and would turn into the sweetest of addictions. Brian leaned his forehead down on Justin's kissing him with hard, fierce desire as he spoke in a muffled whisper, "Cum with me, sweetness. Now."

All it took was that last sure stroke ramming hard against his prostate for Justin to find his sweet finish. Brian smiled, moaning out Justin's name as he swiftly followed him over the edge. Brian lowered his lips to sip at Justin's slowly as he reluctantly pulled out of him before he tied the condom and tossed it into the bedside trash can. Following the most climatic explosion he had ever known, Brian kissed Justin along his brow whispering to him with heated intensity, "Rest for a bit, sweetness. We are far from finished tonight."

Justin smiled still managing to blush slightly as he laid his head down on the pillow beside Brian's head his eyes lingering on the beautiful vision that was Brian Kinney before his body finally overcame him, and he fell into a much needed rest.

Brian remained awake awhile longer as he looked at the beautiful treasure he had finally managed to unwrap, although not fully explore yet. He couldn't escape the incomparable feeling of finally being inside of Justin. Nothing had ever felt like him, and he was certain nothing ever would. This boy was rapidly becoming his weakness, and without a doubt his greatest pleasure - EVER. Of course, he wouldn't let Justin know that.

Watching as the beautiful blond slept, Brian pulled him in close to him before finding his own rest having the unfamiliar feeling of never wanting this boy out of his sights, his grasp, and most definitely his bed again. He determined he just hadn't fucked him enough yet. Once he had, he could manage some degree of separation.

Brian Kinney was fucked...and this time he didn't really give a damn about that realization.