Brian awoke to a morning sun peeking through the window. He hadn't realised that he had slept for the whole night, and wondered why the door hadn't woken him up when Peter and Lois got back. Then he thought of Stewie, how was he going to face him at breakfast? He couldn't believe that he had said those things to him, wishing that he was able to think before speaking whether it was appropriate or not, but he couldn't help telling the truth, or what he thought was the truth. His attention was drawn to a person coming down the stairs, looking towards the one who was approaching he saw Lois dressed in a dressing gown and slippers.
"Oh good morning, Brian!"
"Is it?"
"I hope we didn't wake you as we came in last night, Peter had one too many…again"
"No I slept right through it"
"Thanks for staying up to make sure Stewie got in safe"
"Oh! Yeah, uh it was nothing…"
"I'll make a fry up and coffee, will you go and wake Stewie for me? We're going shopping today"
"He doesn't need to do that" A voice spoke from the stairs.
"He is not my alarm clock"
Stewie came down to pass Lois and Brian without a second glance.
"And I can look after myself, I am not in diapers anymore!"
Lois looked from Stewie as he walked into the kitchen and then looked towards Brian
"Huh, I wonder what's up with him?"
"…Maybe just woke up on the wrong side of the bed"
"I hope he's not like this when we go to the mall"
Lois walked into the kitchen to start making breakfast, while Brian rubbed his eyes praying that Stewie wouldn't start something at the table. He walked into the kitchen to help, seeing Stewie was sat reading a magazine with raised eyebrows, obviously pretending, by the way Brian registered, that he didn't exist.
Brian thought that the atmosphere could be cut with a chainsaw. Nobody was talking, not wishing to ask in case the wrong thing started up. The silence was broken when a hung over Peter came into the kitchen and sat down opposite Stewie. Stewie looked up from his magazine in disgust, wondering why the fat man was even able to breathe through the amount of alcohol he'd consumed the previous night.
"Morning Brian, morning Stewie"
"Is it?" Both Brian and Stewie spoke, they looked at each other before continuing their activities, both sighing simultaneously.
"Hey, Lois? Could you give me a lift into town? I need to buy something with the money I won from the bet last night"
"Peter do you really have to spend your money before you've even touched it?"
"What are you talkin' about Lois? There's this great place that sells ice cream that doesn't melt!"
"Peter we talked about this, Willy Wonka doesn't exist so ice cream that doesn't melt wouldn't have been invented-"
"LA LA LA LA LA! I CAN'T HEAR YOU LOIS!"
"I suddenly lost my appetite…" Stewie closed his magazine and got up leaving the room. Without thinking, Brian followed Stewie into the front room.
"Stewie"
"What." Brian could tell a hateful tone anywhere, especially with eyes that could kill.
"I…I want to apologise"
"Sorry I don't understand lies"
"I'm not lying…" Brian grabbed Stewie's arm before he could run into his room
"I messed up I shouldn't have said what I said"
"You think?"
"Look I know you're mad, and will probably never forgive me, but just hear me out"
"…I will give you one chance for you to explain"
Brian directed Stewie to the bottom of the stairs away from the kitchen door and in a low whisper, he spoke.
"When I first saw you I thought that you were beautiful, and while I tried to focus on women, in this cause your mom, the times that you thought I was criticising I was admiring. And when you started to go out every night without telling anyone, I figured that you had met someone, so I grew jealous and spiteful. I never meant to make you feel bad Stewie, I just stopped thinking before speaking."
"And when you found out about my outings?" Stewie cocked his eyebrow
"I was way out of line, my father told me that all prostitutes were dead inside because when they had sex they couldn't feel anymore"
Stewie was just about ready to turn and leave
"But I know you aren't dead inside Stewie, you're colourful and alive, and I can understand why you would go into prostitution, but you have to understand that if you do it for too long you can get taken over by it, and loose the things that really matter in life"
Stewie looked at the floor taking in Brian's words
"I am so…so sorry Stewie, any guy would dream of having you for their own"
Stewie met Brian's eyes, his lips parted and his eyes moved down towards the other man's lips, back up to his eyes. He stepped closer narrowing the gap until there was an inch between them, Stewie made for the move when Peter came out of the kitchen, making Stewie and Brian jump apart, eyes finding something other than each other to look at.
"Lois I'm just going over to see Joe"
"Don't be too late Peter!"
Without noticing the awkward atmosphere between the other two occupants of the room, Peter walked out of the front door.
Brian and Stewie waited for a moment before breathing a small sigh of relief.
"I should go get ready to go out"
"Yeah…"
Stewie reluctantly walked up the stairs and into his room. Closing the door, he paused to think about the conversation that had just passed. Was Brian lying? He could reason with that knowing how he used to look at Lois, but he said himself that it was to cover up the fact that he liked Stewie. What Stewie couldn't understand was why Brian hadn't told him sooner instead of waiting to find out that he was a prostitute to spill his guts. It wasn't like he couldn't keep quiet, and even Brian can keep secrets, he was a bright guy. Still in this house, nothing goes unnoticed by Lois, Chris and Meg. What would they think if they ever found out that I was in love with a 35 year old man, and that he may possibly have feelings back? For one thing, Brian wouldn't be here, and if that was the case, neither would he…
Stewie got ready into a tight pair of jeans and an open neck khaki coloured shirt, and walked down the stairs in a calmer mood than he was when he woke up. He started to put on his shoes when Brian came in through the front door holding a fresh newspaper he had picked up from the driveway. Stewie paused to look at the white haired man before continuing to put his shoes on. Brian sighed to himself and walked through into the kitchen where Lois was just finishing washing up the last of the cups.
"Right, are you ready Stewie?!" Lois called through to the brunette who had just completed tying his laces.
"When you are" Stewie called back
"Did you want to come with us, Brian?"
"Um…nah I shouldn't really"
"Oh come on it'll be fun! We always get take-out after a shop 'til you drop spree"
Stewie looked towards Brian
"Ah…I don't know if I should"
"Come on, you don't want to be left here on your own do you?"
"…Oh go on then"
"Oh this is so exciting! Isn't it exciting Stewie?"
"Quite mother"
Brian slipped on his shoes and headed out the door along with the other two, as Lois locked the front door and got in the car. Stewie sat in the front passenger seat while Brian sat in the back.
The journey wasn't meant to be long, but to Stewie and Brian, the 10 minute drive to the mall seemed to take almost half an hour. Neither of them spoke very much, except for the occasional response to Lois who questioned where they were to shop first and what they were likely to buy and what food they should get afterwards. Stewie's attention was drawn out the window watching the houses and buildings rush by, while Brian stared at the back of the seat in front of him. When they pulled up and parked, Lois said that if they wanted to split up and go to a different shop then they should meet up at the fountain in the centre of the ground floor. Stewie said that he was going to see what new hair products they had around the beauty stores, Lois wanted to buy a new pair of oven gloves, and Brian said he'd like to find the new DVD releases. The agreed to meet at the fountain at one, walking in different directions Stewie went on a hunt to find a conditioning spray and headed to the third floor to a shop called "La Manifique." Why beauty shops had to have French titles he had no idea, but if the product works, he didn't care what it was called. He was almost at the entrance when he saw the last person he wanted to see here. He quickly dashed into the store and tried to hide amongst the isles. He coincidently hid in the hair treatment isle. Stewie looked around to see if he could find his spray finding it near the bottom. When he rose up and turned he was greeted with the face of his employer.
"Stewie, what a nice surprise!" Stewie heard a mocking tone in the way he spoke, which Stewie knew meant trouble.
"Braden…"
Braden snatched the spray from Stewie's hands and examined it, turning it quickly back and forth.
"So what'cha buying this time? Hair products?" Braden threw the bottle behind him.
"…Like you need hair products, Stewie, your hair is already…" Braden leaned in closer sniffing and raking a section of his hair
"…addictive"
Stewie snatched away from the other man's touch. Although Stewie was tall, this man made one inch higher look as though he was towering above him.
"So do you have my money…?"
"I didn't make much last night"
"Oh, Stewie don't give me that, you know what happens when I don't get paid"
"I only did one guy last night…I need this money Braden"
"Stewie you and I both know that you make more than enough money. I know you're saving, but heaven forbid the consequences if you don't give me my half"
"What do you know about heaven"
"I know that if I ever get through with you, heaven will be well out of your reach"
Stewie paused before shoving a hand in his pocket and pulling out a wad of money, counting out $500 and handing it to the light brunette man.
"Good boy…I'll see you around Stewie" Braden walked out, leaving Stewie wondering if he'll ever be rid of that wretched douchebag. That was all the money he had, he only had $10 left and it wasn't enough to buy the spray he had set out to get. He decided to leave it and go find Lois for some extra money.
Stewie walked out and started towards the escalator when he saw that Brian searching for a DVD store. He chose to walk in the other direction, when he heard heavy footsteps running towards him
"Stewie! Stewie wait!"
Stewie sighed and turned to see Brian panting
"Hey! Uh…I don't suppose you know where the DVD store is? I haven't been here in a while and they've changed everything"
"Huh! It only got changed once and that was two years ago"
"Yeah, well I never feel a need to go every weekend"
Stewie was surprised that there wasn't any small talk going on between them.
"…Follow me"
Stewie started towards the far end of the level they were currently on
"Did you get your hair stuff?"
"Conditioning spray Brian, and no I didn't, I don't have enough money for it"
"I thought you would have had enough"
"And what makes you say that?"
"It's just that…"
Stewie looked at him questioningly
"…it doesn't matter"
"Yeah, make sure it doesn't"
Brian decided to fall silent and followed Stewie passed the busy shoppers, crowded stores and sale signs, until they reached the DVD store.
"Here it is"
"Thanks…" Stewie nodded then turned to leave, leaving Brian at the double doors of the shop. Brian headed in thinking that Stewie would meet with Lois and get some money from her.
The brunette started walking towards the nearest toilets, quickening his pace when he saw the sign that pointed in their direction. He rushed into the men's and found a vacant cubicle locking the door. Sitting on the lid, he put his hands over his face running them up through his hair, wanting so badly to pull at his strands. Damn that man, why is it he always seemed to find him just when he thought he was alone. It wasn't like it was obvious where Stewie chose to go, and he definitely didn't tell anyone or scream out "FIND ME!" It was like he was a magnet that picked up on a force that Stewie emitted, and even if he was out in the middle of a vast countryside, Brian would come running to him. Just the very thought of him made him…
"Oh God…" Stewie looked down to see that he was hard
"How the hell…?!" He listened for a full minute to make sure that nobody was in any of the other cubicles before he pulled his zipper down and reached inside his boxers. Yeah he was gay, but there came limits to underwear preferences… He encircled his member and started to stroke fast paced, thinking of him, his hair, eyes, nose, body, mouth, kissing his mouth, touching his muscles, feeling him on top, around, inside… Biting his lip, Stewie came catching it in his hand. He grabbed a tissue and wiped it off and flushed it down the toilet before doing himself up and unlocking the door. Walking over to the basin, he washed his hands thoroughly, when the door swung open. Stewie turned and rolled his eyes to see that it was Brian. They both stood still waiting for the other to talk. Brian broke the silence first.
"Hey…"
"Hi…"
"Are you OK?"
"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be"
"It's just that you look flushed"
Stewie looked up at his reflection to see what Brian was talking about, when low and behold, his face was a bright pink and his hair was out of place
"I'm fine Brian"
"Are you sure-"
"I said I'm fine!" Stewie's face was now an impatient red. He dried his hands on a towel and headed out the door.
"Stewie wait!"
"Why won't you leave me alone!"
"I'm not following you on purpose, I didn't even know you had gone in there!"
"Yeah right Brian!"
"Seriously! I thought you had gone to find Lois"
Stewie looked into the taller man's eyes and looked for any sign of lying. Concluding that none were found, he relaxed his tense shoulders and heaved a sigh.
"Look maybe we should go and find your mom and head home"
"Maybe"
"It hasn't been the best day for you I know"
"It isn't even over yet"
Brian had to let out a small laugh under his breath. Stewie gave a smile glancing at the passers by.
"Come on let's get going"
They walked side by side and for a while didn't talk, until Stewie spoke up.
"So what DVD did you get?"
"Oh there weren't any there that appealed to me"
Stewie chuckled at that comment. Brian gave a questioning look
"What?"
"Oh nothing Brian"
"No, come on…"
"You want the truth?"
"Please"
"You are completely insufferable, but for that, it's what makes me like you"
Brian stopped and Stewie continued walking
"…You like me?"
Stewie glanced back and gave a mischievous grin
"Woah woah woah, hang on!" Brian jogged to catch up
"I can't make heads or tails of you, one minute you hate me the next you like me…"
"I am a very self centred person Brian, and it's because of that self centred part of me that I have secrets. I have secrets to cover up the truth, and the truth is that I like you, or should I say, more than like you Brian."
"You…you, um, more than like me…?"
The younger man continued to his destination, thinking that Brian was left standing in his place, when a hand grabbed his arm and swung him round leading him back towards the Toilets.
"What the hell?"
Brian didn't speak, only pulling Stewie along with him.
"Where are we going!?"
Brian pushed open the men's door and pulled Stewie inside, where Brian proceeded to kiss Stewie full on the lips. Stewie closed his eyes in the sensation that felt more like a dream than reality, and the reality was that he couldn't believe Brian was kissing him in the men's toilets of the mall. Brian broke the kiss waiting for Stewie to look at him. The man before him slowly opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. He licked his lips and took a deep breath.
"…Wow"
"Since when…?"
"…Huh?"
"You said you more than liked me…since when?"
Stewie licked his lips again and tried to speak, mouth moving with no words. Brian waited patiently for his reply.
"…um…since I…since I first met you…"
"…ditto"
Brian kissed Stewie forcefully pushing his tongue passed his lips and battled with the tongue that curled around the intruder. Stewie's hands slowly roamed around Brian's sides then up his front, neck, face then hair, fisting the white strands like a life source. Brian kept his hands up near Stewie's face, which moved around to his neck, as he gradually pushed them both into a cubicle. Without looking, and without breaking the kiss, Brian locked the door behind him and sat Stewie down on the lid of the toilet. Brian bent down and continued to kiss the teen, while Stewie began to work on the top buttons of Brian's shirt. Brian started to work on the bottom of Stewie's shirt, and moved his way up until his chest was exposed. Brian had to break the kiss to finish undoing the last of his buttons that Stewie couldn't quite reach. His hands then wound around the brunette's stomach and back, raking the skin with his nails. Stewie was now panting quite heavily watching Brian as he began to kiss Stewie's chest. His hands that had been lying on Brian's shoulders started to peel off the fabric revealing a generally toned body that Stewie thought would come for on its own. Brian's hands went down to reach the rim of Stewie's jeans and came round to the button that was undone along with his zipper. Brian cupped his hands underneath Stewie and lifted him up onto the top container half of the toilet, making it easier for him to pull off Stewie's jeans and boxers. Brian kissed Stewie fully before he moved over to Stewie's fully erect member and taking him in. Stewie nearly hit his head on the wall behind as he flung his head back to Brian moving up and down, causing spine tingling pleasure to run through his body. With all the willpower they had, they tried to hold back any sounds that were made so as not to arouse attention should anyone walk in. When Stewie could hold back no longer, he released into Brian's mouth.
Brian swallowed and pulled away from him and began to unbutton his own trousers and pulled down his boxers. Stewie looked through half lidded eyes and spotted his size. He couldn't imagine any of the men who had taken him before being this big, which didn't surprise him because he was sure that the only reason they had come to him in the first place was because too many people had rejected them because of that fact. Brian grabbed Stewie and lifted him up, where Stewie automatically closed his legs around his waist. Brian pressed Stewie back up against the wall and slowly pushed inside. Although Stewie was a prostitute, he knew that protection was vital, so when Brian had completely pushed inside him, it was a whole new experience, in how the skin created friction on his inner walls, and how he was stretched to a whole new limit. Stewie's arms came around Brian's neck, as they paused to look into each other's eyes. Brian moved forward, kissing Stewie and pulled halfway out of him, slamming back in which made Stewie break the kiss and tilt his head back. Brian quickened the pace, rocking Stewie up the side of the cubicle. Although Stewie was quite used to pain, Brian's size couldn't stop him from growing teary, and Stewie buried his face between his arm and Brian's neck. Still keeping a steady movement, Brian kissed Stewie's shoulder's, which made him lift his head with tear stains coming down his face to kiss Brian in another tongue battle. Two more minutes went by before Stewie came first, followed by Brian soon after. Stewie would have collapsed if Brian hadn't had been holding him underneath and pressing him firmly against the wall. Brian made sure he had a good hold of the younger man before pulling out of him.
Stewie was sat down on the lid and kissed softly before Brian got dressed as fast as he could. Stewie sat for a moment catching his breath. Once Brian had got completely dressed, he stood up flinching slightly as the pain in his backside gave him a hard time keeping balance. Brian handed him his clothes and waited as Stewie took his time to get his clothes back on. They walked out of the cubicle noticing that their appearance may look questioning, especially if people saw them coming out of the men's at the same time. Brian brushed down his shirt removing any dirt that had been picked up off the floor, and Stewie made a note of his hair, fiddling with the shape, raking it through with his fingers. Once they were satisfied that nobody would question them with a naked eye, they walked out of the cubicle making their way towards the ground floor fountain. Nothing was said between them but a smile grew on their faces when Lois asked if they enjoyed themselves.
"Yeah it was a good day out" Brian replied
"It could have gone better…" Both Brian and Lois looked at him questioningly
"I never got my conditioning spray!"
"Oh well you'll be able to get it next time"
"That I will mother, that I will…"
Brian followed them behind with a grin on his face.