Chapter 5

About a Diner and Dating

Brian was a little taken aback at the dangerous tone and darkening features of his once bright angel. "Well…" he stalled.

Justin growled even more dangerously, "Brian…Don't make me ask a third time. What…the FUCK…is this!"

Surrounding the bed were four easels, each with its own companion pair of shoes. A few had sketches, one, Justin could see was a half baked horrible idea and one was completely blank.

"Well…they're easels…for painting." Yup, that's what they were all right! Brian thought he sounded like an idiot.

Justin thought so too. "And…just where did they come from?"

"They were always here. I set them up before I went out. I – I – Well, I told you there were some things I needed your opinion on…"

"Needed my opinion on! Are you shitting me, Brian!? This one's blank!"

"Yes….well…that one could use a rather….strong opinion," said Brian.

"Why didn't I see them when I came in?" asked Justin.

"I don't know…I mean, I sort of ignored them, I knew they were there , I thought you saw….I mean…I thought you did…I mean…"

"I saw only you," Justin said quietly.

The two men looked at each other.

"Look Brian, I don't know what to say here. You've just given me the greatest sexual experience I've ever had and now…"

"Really? The greatest?" Brian wiselessly interrupted. At Justin's expression, he shut up in a hurry.

"And NOW…you want me to work for it?! Really! ? After that! After what we just did…..and at….5 am! It's practically time to get up, much less work on anything and catch a few winks!"

"It's not like that! That's not…I didn't mean…"

Justin waited and stood there at the edge of the side of the bed. He had his arms crossed and his dick hanging out. He looked and felt ridiculous.

"Look…." Brian began again. "Before I left, I set them up and yeah, I thought you might end up helping me again. But then the Wonder Twins happened and then we went to Babylon and…and everything. So we got back…I gave you the….well, I edged you 7 times and here we are and there they are but we don't have to worry about them right now. So how bout you get that perky little butt back in bed and let's not worry about anything until you have to go to work at the diner. And NO leaving while I'm asleep, this time!" His voice was an admonishment but inside it was a fervent hope. Of course, letting the blond know this, was strictly against the Rules of the Brian Kinney Operating Manual.

Justin smiled. "Now that sounds do-able," he said and hopped his perky little bottom back into bed and snuggled it against Brian's semi hard on until they were spooning. Brian draped his arms around the smaller man, pulled him close and pulled up the covers. They lay there, luxuriating in the bed (He was NOT cuddling, definitely not, Brian fucking Kinney did not DO cuddling) and Brian pulled Justin closer against him greedily and fell into an uneasy nap, intent on making sure the blond did not disappear this time unless he had help from a crowbar.

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DING! DING! DINK!... DING! DING! DINK!... DING! DING! DINK!...

Brian's cell phone alarm went off after what only seemed like a few minutes but had really been an hour.

Both men groaned. They had had too much booze, stayed up way too late and had way too much sex to think about going to work.

But go to work they had to. Justin really had the worst of it. He just been edged seven times and was so exhausted that he couldn't move. After his near rape, fucking and dancing at Babylon and then giving all night, Brian was not much better off but getting nothing the night before gave him the super strength to get up and fireman carry Justin into the bathroom. There he climbed into the shower with them and turned on the water cold, then hot…then cold again. After they had both stopped screaming like little girls, Brian changed it to a more comfortable temperature and proceeded to administer the only remedy that would get them both up bright eyed and bu-well…functional.

He fucked Justin hard and fast under the warm running waters of the shower.

Justin felt he must have died and gone to some sort of warm and wet heaven as Brian slid all lubed and soapy inside him. Over and over, Brian hit and stimulated his prostate. He held him round the middle to stabilize him and pull him more fully against his chest as he pounded into the blond. He washed him at the same time and scraped his nipples.

Justin groaned in pleasure as he was prostated back to the land of the living. His own climax built and built and all too soon his orgasm was spurting against the glass wall of the shower. Shortly after, Brian shuddered and climaxed as well and pulled out. They disposed of the condom and went back to the shower for a finishing round of kissing in the warm rain, rinsing off before finally getting out.

They speed dressed, shaved and brushed their teeth, Luckily, Brian had spare everything and then they got out of there.

At the Diner, Justin was barely on time and Brian was in a weird time limbo where it was too early to go to work but too late to go home and too early to go anywhere else.

So he sat around for an hour or two, drank coffee, ate the egg white breakfast that Justin brought him and otherwise watched Justin's perky butt as he fed the fags of the hungry breakfast rush.

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A few hours later…

Brian got up to go.

Usually his stay at the Diner was painfully dull but this time it had been a hoot.

About an hour after he and Justin got there, the gang started to arrive. They were all astonished to see him but he was nonchalant to the point of boredom. He pretended that he was always here at this hour and maybe he just left before they arrived. All of them were properly head-fucked.

Ted was a bit more morose today since his twink was missing and presumed high. Emmett was besotted in love with a young Japanese man who was draped all over him. The man spoke no English and Brian could tell at once that he was a male prostitute.

However, there was no telling Emmett any such thing, he was so happy. And Brian was happy to sit back and watch this play out and result in a huge train wreck.

Justin came over to take their order. The Japanese prostitute surprised them all by pointing to pictures in turn and saying very clearly in English: "Eggs and bacon. Hash browns. Brown toast. Orange juice. Coffee. Sugar and cream."

Justin wrote all this down dutifully and then everyone else's as well. He left them.

Brian watched in amusement as Emmett nuzzled up to his Asian boytoy and was oblivious when the other man arched away from him and stiffened in revulsion. Eventually, the young man pushed him away and tried again gabbling desperately in Japanese and speaking a few words clearly and slowly the way you say something to an idiot.

"Awww, he's so cute! I wish I could speak Japanese," Emmett said, an idiot in love. "I wonder what that last bit means. He says that an awful lot."

The Japanese prostitute groaned and gnashed his teeth in frustration.

Justin came back with their food. He brought Brian's low colorie, low taste egg white breakfast, pancakes for Emmett, ham and eggs for Michael and Ted, and the bacon and egg feast for Asian lover.

"Enjoy your meal, gentlemen, he said, the model of decorum and pretending like none of them remembered him giving Brian's shoes a tongue bath the morning before. "Enjoy your meal, sir," he said to the Asian man in Japanese.

The effect was electric. The young man's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost and he turned to Justin, his eyes desperate with longing. He grabbed onto Justin's forearm and held him there as he spoke rapidly. The following exchange took place in Japanese so the others just heard gibberish.

"Did I just hear you right? Do you speak my sweet language?"

"Yes, I can speak Japanese. What is wrong?

"What is wrong? What is WRONG!? I thought I'd never hear my sweet tongue again and the idiot who leads me around never thinks of having an interpreter!"

"Well, what do you want to tell him? Why are you in such distress? Emmett is very kind."

The Asian man spoke rapidly for a little while longer.

"All right, gentlemen, I hope you enjoy your meal. Brian, same time, same place tonight?" Justin asked, switching to English.

"Well, why don't we make it 6 and you just come over? You've seen what I….need help with and Woody's….has kind of lost its charm," Brian said. He ignored the dumbfounded expressions and pretended he just hadn't made a date.

"Brian…did you just make a date?" Michael squeaked in supreme surprise.

"Fuck no!" Brian snarled in real revulsion, "Here, eat your breakfast!" He speared one of Mikey's egg yolks with his fork and shoved it in Mike's mouth. Mikey was henceforth too busy to do anything but chew for a few minutes.

"I hope that was good. All the eggs are from the Farmer's Market yesterday. Emmett, the berries are fresh. Oh, and Emmet, your young man there is a prostitute. He's been following you around for a week trying to get paid for his first night and now you owe him for the additional times you guys have…ahem…done it. However, he's willing to negotiate in the food, board and clothes that you've spent on him. He said you've been the most accommodating John he's ever had. Well, I have other tables but let me know if there's anything else I can get you. And please, don't forget to tip your server. Which….I guess….is me. Well….enjoy."

He edged off and went to serve another booth. He smiled slightly as the booth he left was left in dumbfounded silence and then erupted into angry yelling.

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6 PM

BUZZZZ!

Brian let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Had he been looking forward to this? Surely not. Brian Kinney did not wait around and moon over guys like some prissy princess. Little fucker was prompt though. Brian appreciated that.

He rolled open the door nonchalantly and leaned against it on one shoulder as he let Justin in. "Entrez-vous,"

"Brian! You look….you look…different."

"A good thing, I hope."

"Positively…mouthwatering," Justin declared.

Brian was in a pair of casual but nice slacks, a white shirt with a maroon V neck sweater over that and a matching maroon tie tucked in. His messy on purpose hair had been schooled back and gelled into a conservative yet stylish part.

"Yes, well…since I wasn't planning on the club thing, I decided to neaten up and go for a look that was a bit more….domestic. "

"Oh my, yes! You put the body in homebody," Justin tried to joke.

The joke fell flat as a pancake as Brian of course ate up the praise the way Godzilla might eat up a subway train car; the way one might eat a buttery éclair.

Brian pounced and suddenly Justin found himself cradled in loving arms and bent into a gentle dip.

"Oh yeah? You like….my body?" Brian growled wolfishly.

Justin blinked carefully, his crystal blue eyes looking up at the brown stormy ones belonging to one who he could now call his lover.

"I – uhhhhhh…." He expressed coherently.

"I'll take that as a yes," Brian dipped him deeper and claimed his lips, mouth, teeth, tongue, everything. Somewhere there was a bang and a click as the door slammed and auto-locked behind them. Then there was nothing but small sounds of pleasure from both men for a long while after that.

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Some time later…

All too soon, Brian pulled them apart and groaned.

"Any more of that and I'm going to have to fuck you," he said.

"And that would be bad how?" Justin asked elfishly.

"Don't be so greedy, elf. I have an evening planned."

"Sorry. Guess I'm a bit ssss-elfish," replied Justin.

"There's dinner."

"How nice! Are we having shellfish?" asked Justin, giggling a little.

"No we are not! Besides…aren't you allergic? And if you continue these dreadful puns, I won't show you your surprise and furthermore, I'll bound your puns!"

"Sounds kinky!" quipped Justin but he stopped. "What's my surprise? Another easel? Did you get another account?"

"No….it's not another easel," Brian snarked, "And yes, I did."

"Brian, that's great!"

"Of course it is. But that isn't the surprise. This is…"

TBC

A/N: Yes it's true! I am indeed, definitely evil! Happy Halloween 2014!

Although for a Halloween story, may I plug my other story….Siblings. Anyway…see you soon!