Justin felt nauseous. Just yesterday, Brian had told him that he loved him, and they'd reunited, but, today, Justin came home to find Brian fucking some guy. Justin thought bitterly, "Brian couldn't even wait a God damned day?"
Jacob was there, but he hadn't intervened. Though it killed him to see the look of pain on his great-great-great nephew's face, a look he'd seen so many times before on William's face, he knew they needed to work this out on their own. As long as they were together, everything would be okay. At least that's what he told himself.
Brian was standing in the living room, and his guest was lying on the dinner table as Brian thrust into him. Before Brian noticed that he was there, Justin decided that this time was going to be different. Not just this moment, but their entire relationship. He was not simply a passenger on the Kinney train. He knew that Brian was doing this on purpose. In part, this was Brian's way of re-establishing boundaries, telling Justin, in no uncertain terms, that Brian would still be tricking, that he had not been completely tamed. But he probably also wanted to hurt him a little. Brian didn't usually throw his tricks in Justin's face like this. He only did so when he wanted to be an ass or when he was sending Justin some message. Well, Justin had his own message to send, namely that Brian was Justin's man and that Justin could please Brian like no one else could.
Justin set his bag down quietly and walked toward Brian and his trick. As he did so, he casually stripped off his clothes. Brian caught sight of him after he'd tossed his shirt on the floor and had started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. Brian's eyes immediately darkened with desire. Justin held Brian's lusty gaze as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them. Brian followed Justin with his eyes as Justin came closer, wondering what he was planning. When Justin finally reached Brian's side, he kissed him passionately, almost viciously, biting Brian's lip at the end.
Brian was stunned. Justin never joined in when he was fucking tricks. Not unless they had planned a threesome or something similar. He licked his lips and started thrusting faster. Justin's mere presence was a turn on; the fact that he meant to participate in some way made it doubly so. Justin stood behind Brian and drew his hands tenderly down Brian's back as he kneeled. He squeezed Brian's ass cheeks and spread them apart gently. He ran his tongue down Brian's crack, eliciting a gasp from Brian. Then, he swirled his tongue around Brian's opening and thrust his tongue inside. Brian moaned softly. Justin pushed his tongue in and out for a couple minutes but then pulled out completely.
Justin reached for Brian's jeans, which were lying on the floor, and took out a small packet of lube. He lubed up a couple of fingers and pushed them both inside Brian. He pushed them inside until he hit Brian's prostate. In response, Brian started panting and thrusting inside the trick harder. Justin massaged Brian's prostate and smiled when Brian started moaning loudly. He rammed the trick harder and harder, faster and faster. For the pièce de résistance, Justin caressed Brian's perineum, gently, at first, but then more firmly. Suddenly, Brian shouted, "Fuck, oh fuck, Justin!" and arched his back as he came.
At this point, Justin's face broke out into a million-watt smile. Brian pulled out of the trick, disposed of the condom, tossed the trick's clothes at him, and growled, "Thanks. You can see yourself out."
Then, he crawled onto the floor with Justin, pushed him onto his back, and breathed, "I fucking love you, Sunshine" just before taking Justin's entire length into his mouth. Justin whispered, "I love you, too, Brian," closed his eyes, and moaned as Brian bobbed his head up and down, sliding Justin's cock in and out of his mouth.
Jacob laughed. He was so damned proud. Justin had put aside his hurt and turned Brian's display on its ear, making it yet another example of just how important Justin was to Brian. By the end, Brian was moaning Justin's name and telling him he loved him, after coldly dismissing the trick. Despite Justin's temporary victory over Brian's pride and self-destructive tendencies, Jacob would need to ask William to talk to his cousin. If Brian continued on this path, his reuniting with Justin before Justin had been gone a night and telling the boy he loved him would only serve as a stopgap, their relationship eventually going down in flames anyway.