The Almost Slip



It was a beautiful moon lit spring night with a warm breeze inviting all the Liberty Ave. lovers to stroll arm in arm and hand in hand; all except for one particular pair of lovers.



Justin was away---again!  He had just returned from a new exhibit opening only to be spirited away upon request by one of their ad agency’s new client who refused to work with anyone else.  Brian was feeling lonely and very sorry for himself.  He was not used to being the one left behind.  So as he watched the couples on parade he decided to initiate one of his old forms of pain management at his favorite clinic, Woody’s.



Brian took up court in the back hoping for some quiet but was immediately descended upon by a bevy of young pretty twinks all willing to help take his pain away along with his favorite medicine JB.

As the ‘anesthesia’ started to take effect one bold dark haired young man decided that Brian would be taking him home that night so he plopped himself on Brian’s lap to try to convince Brian he wouldn’t regret it.



That’s when Emmett walked in…



“Uh, Brian?”

“Hi ya Em”

“Honey, who’s your little friend?”

“Em meet uh um”

“Steve”

“Yeah, Em meet Steve”

“Hi Em”

“It’s Emmett, charmed I sure”

“Brian can I talk to you a minute, in private?”

“Em whatever you have to say you can say in front of the kid here”

“Hey I’m not a kid”

“Sure kid; now what is it Em?”
“Brian, Justin will have your balls in a sling if you don’t stop this now”

“Who’s Justin?”

“Justin happens to be the big lug’s boyfriend and he will kill him when he gets home”

“Nope he wont cuz he doesn’t love me anymore”

“Oh sweetie you know that’s not true”

“Then why isn’t he here”

“Cuz he went on a business trip you know that”

---Brian let’s out a big sigh---

“Brian come on let me take you home”

“Can I come?”

“No!”

“Hey I wasn’t talking to you”

---Brian giggles---

“Stop it Brian, ok I’m going for help”

“You do that Em; now where were we?”



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“Ted”

“Yes Em”

“Help, Brian’s making an ass of himself and Justin will be home soon, we have to get Brian out of here”

“Emmett I am not going to rescue Brian”

“Yes you are; now come to Woody’s now”

“I’m practically there”



“Where is he?”

“In the back”



“Brian old pal”

Theodore always a pleasure seeing you and I’m not old”

“Suuurrre; uh who’s the twink?”

“I’m not a twink”

“Uh huh”

“This is uh, what’s your name again?”

“Steve”

“Right, this is Steve, Steve meet Theodore”

“Hi Theodore”

“It’s Ted”

“Ok Ted; geesh Brian do all your friend hang out here?”

“No/Yes”

“Oh”

“Brian it’s time to go home”

“No I don’t want to be alone”

“We’ll keep you company”

“No”

“Hey I’ll go home with you”

“No you won’t kid; I guess you’re new around here”

“Yeah just move here a couple of months ago”

“That explains it; look kid the asshole here is taken, very taken and when his lover shows up, well I don’t want to be around when the feathers fly”
giggling---“my angel has feathers”

“Brian I can make you forget all about him”

“Fat chance kid, come on Bri let’s go”

“No”

“Shit”



“Well?”

“No dice, we need help”

“Mikey?”

“Mikey”



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“Hi guys”

“Hi Mikey”

“Where is he?

“Back there with a little lap dog who won’t take the hint”

“Shit, we have to get him outta here fast”

“Why?”

“Justin called his plane just landed he should be home in about an hour or so”

“Oh oh”

“Yeah, ok let me at him”



“MIKEY!  How the hell are you?”

“Better than you’re gonna be, who’s your friend?”

“Uh”

“Steve”

“Well Steve it’s time you went home to your mommy, playtimes over, it’s a school night and the child here has a curfew”

“Go away Mikey”

“Brian, Justin will kill you then us cuz we didn’t look after you”

“Fuck Mikey he’s…”

“I know but he’ll be home soon he…”

“Look Brian I don’t care that you have a boyfriend and who in their right mind would ever leave you alone for more than 5 minutes, he must be crazy…”

“Yeah crazy in love with him”

“Believe me a few minutes with me and I’ll make you forget all about him”

“See Mikey somebody cares about me”

“Justin cares, we all care”

“Go away Mikey”

“Briian”

“Stop whining and go”

“Shit”



“Well?”

“I give up”

“Call Ben”

“Yeah at least big Ben can drag him out if he can’t talk him out”

“Ok”



“Ben”

“Yeah baby”

“We need your help with Brian, can you come to Woody’s?”

“Sure baby, on my way”



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“Hey Ben”

“HI guys”

“Hey baby”---smooch

“Where?”

“In the back”

“Ok wish me luck”

“We’re crossing fingers and toes”

“Mikey maybe you should call your Mom”

“Yeah Michael re-enforcements”

“Ok”



“Brian”

“Hey zen Ben how’s it hangin’?”
”None of your business”

“Ha ha ha ha”

“Shit not another friend”

“Yes I am and you are?”

“Getting impatient”

“This is Steve and he’s gonna take all my troubles away aren’t you kid”

“I’m not a kid and yes I will if your friends will leave us alone”

“No way kid you’re going to leave and so is he but not with you”

“Come on Ben will ya give me a fuckin’ break”

“Justin will give you a break if he sees you like this”

“Who is this Justin?”

“Justin is my…”



“ASSHOLE!  Where is he?

“Ma will ya calm down”

“I will not calm down, now let me at him”



“Hi Deb”

“What the fuck’s going on here?”

“Nothing unless you all leave us alone”

“And who the fuck are you?”

“I’m the guy who’s gonna make Brian’s pain go away”

“I don’t think so”

“Well I could given the chance”

“You’re new around here aren’t you kid?”

“You’re the second person who said that to me tonight, why”
”Because everyone here knows Brian and Justin and if you know what’s good for you you’d get the hell out while the getting is good”

“And you asshole, sober up and get your little butt home before he gets here”

“No he doesn’t love me”

“Oh honey of course he does, he’s just out working hard like you do; now come on honey lets get you home”

“Ok Deb”

“Hey what about me?”

“Go home kid the asshole belongs to someone else”



“BRIAN KINNEY!”
“Oh shit I’m fucked”

“GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE!”



“Get out of my way Mikey”

“Justin really nothing happened”

“Jus honey we wouldn’t lie for him, he was feeling a bit lonely”

“Emmett’s right now you know I would love to see Brian get what he deserves but I swear he’s a little drunk but nothing happened”

“Don’t worry guys I know, I just want to mess with him a little”

“Ooohhh”



“BRIAN I SAID NOW”



Brian ran into the main bar and skidded to a halt.  He saw Justin standing with his hands on his hips tapping one footing, all that was missing was the rolling pin, curlers and fuzzy pink slippers.



“Hey Sunshine”

“Don’t ‘hey sunshine’ me, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“Uh I’m sorry?”

“Sorry is bullshit”

“I missed you?”

“A little better”

“I love you?”

“You can do even better than that”



The gang was huddling together and whispering:

“What is he saying?”

“Brian just said he loves him”

“Shit what can be better than that?”



“Can we go home so you can fuck me?”

“Now you’re talking, come on baby let’s go home; bye guys”

“Yeah bye guys, Deb, thanks”



As Brian and Justin leave Woody’s:

“What just happened?”

“How does he do that?”

“Nothing sticks to him?”

“Weren’t you listening, Justin’s gonna stick it to him and hard”

---lots of giggling---



“Hey where did Brian go?’

“He went home with his boyfriend”

“Yeah just where he belongs”

“Shit”

“Come here kid let me give you a Liberty Ave. lesson, you’ll need to know a few things if you’re gonna live here, okay?”

“Okay”

“Now first things first…”



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As Justin drove them home Brian geared up for a second round of apologies.



“Baby I swear I didn’t mean it I, I was…”

“Brian I really need you to shut up right now cuz I don’t know if I want to throw your sorry ass out of the car or fuck it into next week; so if I were you I’d can it”



Even through the drunken haze Brian understood every word Justin said.  He sat back in the seat and in true drama queen fashion he draped his arm over the top of his head and eyes.  Brian then began a mantra to himself, “please let him fuck me, please let me fuck me, please let him fuck me.”  Peeping one eye out to look at his lover he saw Justin smirk and then heard him say, “shush.”  Brian promptly shushed.



When they arrived home Brian was a little sober, he made another attempt at an apology.



“Justin sweetie can I get you anything a beer, water, juice?  Are you hungry, I can make you something?”



Justin pinched the bridge of his nose in a very Brianese manner and very dryly said…

“Oh so first you try to screw around on me and now you want to poison me, thanks”

“Justin I”

“Save it Kinney, now first you need to stay quiet I really have a headache, second go get naked and then start the shower, I want to lock up”

Brian was about to make a response but he thought better of it so he turned and marched himself towards the bedroom.



Justin giggled softly to himself he had to stop this.  He knew Brian wasn’t going to trick and Justin wasn’t really angry but he was tired, a bit cranky and feeling a little guilty.  He could of taken Brian with him but he didn’t think of it at the time.  So now he had to fix it.



“Jussstinnn”

“Coming baby”

Brian let out the breath he had been holding.  The tone of Justin’s voice had changed and Brian realized he was not as far into the doghouse as he originally thought.  He had an idea.

“Baby?”

“Yes Bri”

“Shall I strip for you?”

“Yes Bri”

Justin settled himself on the edge of the bed while his gorgeous lover put on a show.  The boots unzipped and off along with the socks.  The long fingers slowly opened the buttons that held the tight silk sleeveless shirt closed.  Brian smiled sweetly as Justin licked his lips in anticipation of the main event.  Brian turned slightly offering Justin a side view.  Brian’s hand slowly traveled down his chest and belly to the waistband of his jeans.  He opened the button and slowly unzipped.  Justin could hear each tooth of the zipper open.  Brian then wiggled and wriggled himself out of the tight jeans.



With Brian’s state of arousal proudly on display Justin pointed to the shower.  Brian walked in stopping only to put to dirty clothes in the hamper.  Brian was more than willing to shower.  He could smell the cheap cologne of the would be trick and it was making him sick.  Brian was sure Justin’s delicate nose could smell it too.  Brian was feeling a bit ashamed of himself.  Justin drew close and gave Brian a peck on the nose and then a hard smack to his ass.  Stripping quickly Justin joined his lover in the shower.

Justin took the soap…



“Come here let me wash your back”

Justin gently washed his lover leaving him smelling exactly how he liked, like Brian.

Brian lathered and shampooed all the tension from Justin leaving him mellow and calm.

Justin then decided it was time for Brian’s punishment.  Justin dropped to his knees and suck Brian’s manhood completely in while shoving Brian against the shower wall.  He promptly showed Brian no mercy sucking nibbling and fondling until with a precisely timed inserted finger Brian exploded into Justin’s mouth.

After a few more passes of a sponge the boys were headed out of the shower.  Brian had a good idea of what was about to happen next so before going to bed he went to the linen closet for the economy sized tube of lube.  Brian had a feeling he was going to need it.



Justin sat back on the bed waiting for his lover to emerge and then broke out into belly laughs when Brian tossed the large tube onto the bed…



“Am I forgiven?”

“Of course Bri”

“Thank you Justin”

“Come here Brian”

“Justin I really am sorry”
”I know you are and I’m sorry if I embarrassed you at Woody’s”

“Nothing that I didn’t deserve; but I do have to apologize and thank the guys, they were really looking out after me”

“Yes we have a wonderful bunch of friends, we’re both very lucky”

“I know; I think if they thought I was really going to go with what’s his name they all would have jumped me and dragged me out, including Deb”

“Ha I’d pay to see that”---giggling---

“Justin”

“Yes Bri”

“I love you”

“I love you too Bri”

“I’m so happy you’re home”

“Me too baby”



“Justin?”

“Uh huh?”

“You gonna fuck me into next week?”

“Uh huh”

“Thank you baby”

“My pleasure Bri”



“Uh Justin?”

“What?”

“Now?”

“Yes now”



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It was a few days later when our beloved pair finally left the loft.  They had taken a well deserved break from work to get reacquainted with each other.  And Justin literally did fuck Brian into the next week.  Liberty Ave.’s notorious top became Justin Taylor’s number one bottom.  Brian wore his well fucked look proudly.



On this beautiful spring morning our lovers strolled along Liberty Ave. with arms encircled about each other.  Both men wearing very self satisfied smiles.  The local inhabitants were treated to the sight of the lovers stopping every 10 to 15 minutes to make out.  They couldn’t seem to keep their hands off each other.  The locals were also treated to the unusual ensemble that Brian was wearing.  Instead of his jeans Brian was sporting a sweat suit, a one hundred and fifty dollar sweat suit but a sweat suit non-the less.  It seems that Brian’s poor bottom was too sore for denim.



As they approached the diner…



“Brian we don’t have to go in there”

“Justin I fucked up and I’ll take the wise cracks”

“No Bri I don’t like it when they rag on you”

“Baby you can fuck me in front of them, I’m so fuckin’ grateful that you love me and forgave me”



Justin overcome with love for his man jumped into Brian’s arms and the two banged into the diner window.  The patrons were treated to yet another round of the boys sucking face.  When the lovers came up for air and Justin’s feet finally hit the ground the two went inside.  A loud round of applause greeted the pair.



The gang was in their usual booth and they scooted and squished to give Brian and Justin space to join them.  Justin sat with a thud while Brian slowly lowered himself onto the seat across from him.



The friends exchanged idle chit chat and gossip for hours until a tall handsome olive skinned man with long shining black hair and violet eyes came in…



“Justin?”

“Uh huh?”

“Justin Taylor I thought it was you”

“I’m Fred, Fred Stark you remember me; we met a few weeks ago at the gallery”

“Oh right Fred, um how are you?”  Justin said while feeling the eyes at the table bore into him.

“I’m glad I ran into I wanted to thank you for the special painting and the extra special treatment, it’s perfect” Fred then gave Justin a wink.

“Your welcome”

“Well I don’t want to interrupt your meal I just wanted to say thanks; here’s my card please let me know when you have your next show, I’d love to attend; bye now”



Fred turned and winked again at Justin as he left.



All heads turned toward Justin then to Brian and then back to Justin…



“Justin”

“Yes Brian” Justin slowly arose.

“Care to explain” Brian also started to get up.

“Sure Bri, later guys”---Justin started running out of the diner towards the loft.

“Justin Taylor get your bubble butt back here!”  Brian yelled as he attempted to run after Justin.



After the guys stopped laughing Emmett said…

“I have a funny feeling I know what the princess will be wearing tomorrow”

“What Em?”

“Sweatpants!”

Much more laughing!







Sabina

12/9/03

The Gardener



The girls wanted a garden they have a garden but they wanted a small patch of earth cleared so they can plant flowers and vegetables.  So what the hell does it have to do with us?  It’s their backyard, why can’t they do it?  I argue with Justin he argues back; I know not in Mel’s ‘delicate’ condition.  Shit, so how did I get involved?  Lindsey wanted Justin’s opinion not mine so why am I standing here covered in dirt with a pitch fork in one hand and a shovel in the other.  Fuck, I hate this shit.



Justin looks pretty hot.  He’s wearing shorts and an old faded t-shirt, I make him wear a hat to protect him.  It’s still early spring but the sun is hot today.  Did I mention he looks hot.  I lick my lips and stare a little.  He grins but its back to being farmer Brown.  Fuck.



He promised the girls so what happens; the first day we mark out the area he trips on a root, falls and cuts his leg on a stone.  I clean him up make him sit, Lindsey bandages him up and then I tell him to point, tell me the area he wants cleared.  He says he wants to help but the cut is pretty deep so I tell him just to supervise.  So he sits and directs the work.  I must admit by the end of the afternoon the little patch of ground is clear, neat, no stones or roots to impede planting.  His leg hurts a little so I help him to the car; we’ll be back in the morning.

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Ok so I’m up at the crack of dawn on a Sunday; well not the crack of dawn but I’m standing in the mud in the munchers’ backyard.  Shit it rained last night so my nice little patch of ground is mud and I’m standing in it.



Before planting Lindsey wants a little fence so now I’m standing with a hammer, fence posts and whatever else it takes to put up a fence.  Justin’s leg is better so he’s measuring, staking out where the posts are to be pounded into the ground.  Thank god it’s a small pre-fab type fence so no concrete or nails needed.



Oh shit, clumsy twat he hit his thumb with the hammer, the little shit.  Got to get some ice for it; at least the sun’s out, so I make him sit and point and tell me where the posts go and I put up the fence.



Now the ground looks like crap so I have to rake it; got some fertilizer and better top soil for the vegetable patch.  Great just what I need, I stink, I smell like horse shit.  If he girls laugh at me I swear I’ll throw the stuff in the kitchen and let them deal with the smell.



Okay the first batch of flowers go in.  Spring flowers already forced to bloom not just bulbs and the long wait till next year.  Fuck, now the artists are ‘discussing’ color schemes, where should the plants go, what colors go together, the bigger ones in the back.  I can’t wait so while the two argue it out I plant.  I do have an eye for color and how things should go I didn’t spend all those years as an ad man wasting my time.



By the time they’re finished with their discussion I’m done.  I’ve put away the tools and washed the mud off my hands.  I still stink and I need a long hot shower.  Well well, they’ve noticed, it got quiet and I’m in the house sipping a cold one.



The two artists stand there looking a little stunned nodding their pretty blond heads; they like it.  Shit like I had any doubts.  I’m tired its time to go home.  Next week the vegetables.

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Another Saturday morning and I’m covered in dirt again.  The sun is real warm I’ve been getting a tan.  Justin got a little burnt last week so I made put on an old shirt of mine with long sleeves it was either that or sunscreen.  He didn’t want to feel greasy so he chose the shirt.



So now we’re huddled at the veg end of the patch and the blonds are discussing what seeds go where so I wait.  What the hell?  Shit he’s stumbled into a hornet’s nest.  Shit oh my god he’s stung.  Not too bad he swiped at away before the stinger worked its way in too deep.  I have to watch him though he’s so allergic to all kinds of shit.  So we always carry medicine for him.  So we get the chair give him his medicine.  It makes him a little drowsy so I put him in the shade and let him sleep.



Lindsey tells me where she’d like the veggies to go so here I am again farmer Brown planting lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and a small row of corn.  Who’s going to eat all of that?  I don’t care.  Mel comes out to see the progress; humph I even impressed her but she swears its all Justin and Lindsey.  Yeah, yeah, shit.  She starts to complain how are we going to know what was planted.  Does she really think I’m an idiot or not thorough?  I went to the garden center and picked up those little signs you can write on.  Justin did some very nice calligraphy so now I place the signs in each row and stick my tongue out at her.  She grumbles and goes back in to the house.



All done I water in the plants and seeds.  Maybe I’ll come back tomorrow.  There are a few more plants I want to put in; some that’ll bloom in the summer and through into the fall.  Oh and marigolds, yeah they stink but it helps keeps the squirrels away from the other plants and they’re pretty.  Fuck did I say pretty?  God what am I doing?



Justin’s awake; the swelling on his arm has gone down.  We’ll be back tomorrow.

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Sunday morning and the little twat’s still asleep.  He worked the late shift at the diner, oh well let him sleep.  The coffee will be on for him when he wakes up.  I’ll leave a note.  Got to get to the garden center early they’re having a sale on annuals and perennials; got to get there before the blue haired biddies rummage through and get the good stuff.



I get to the girls’, explain about Justin.  Gus comes out and tries to help.  He’s developing an eye for color and symmetry; must be his mom and Justin.



By lunchtime we’re done.  The marigolds look nice so do the impatiens.  The daisies and coneflowers will bloom through the summer so they’ll be lots of color and the hostas will fill in the gaps.



I brought extra clothes with me so us gardeners take a shower together and put on fresh clothes.  The moms are impressed.



Justin called he was sorry he couldn’t help, just as well the marigolds would have made him sneeze.  He can help me weed next week.



This wasn’t so bad; maybe one day Justin and I will have a garden.



Fuck!  What am I thinking?





Sabina

11/18/03

Silly Series


You’re So Not Getting Any!



Well how do you like this place?

It’s nice.

Just nice?  I brought you here cuz you have a good eye and I want your opinion; besides I thought you like being on a date.

A date?—Brian this is business.

Well we can still have a good time.

True.



You’re so not getting any!

Bri---what did I do?

Like you don’t know.

Enlighten me.

You’re such a flirt, I could say something else but I’m being nice.

What are you saying?

I thought the waiter was going to cream his pants as you ordered!

Oh, well, who knew asparagus in butter sauce could be such a turn on.

Grrrrrr.

Oh, Brian calm down.

Nothing tonight, nothing tomorrow.

Sigh---wait a minute, I know what this is about---you’re jealous.

No, I’m not.

Yes you are, you’re jealous cuz he came on to me and not you.

No.

Yes.



Fuckin’ little twat, keep it up and you wont get any for three days.

Giggle



You’ll have to excuse me Brian I need to use the men’s room, try not to bite the waiter’s head off while I’m gone.

Brat.



Hey, do you see my angry friend over there---do you know who he is?

Yeah, he’s Brian Kinney; the owner saw him come in, I know he wants Mr. Kinney to do an ad campaign for the restaurant.  Why is he angry, my boss told me not to fuck this up.

You paid too much attention to me and not enough to him.

Oh shit, what can I do to fix this; I need my job.

Don’t worry, bring him a double Beam and flirt, turn on your charm; I’ll be in the men’s room.

Uh, are you sure?

I’m sure.

But what if he wants to meet up later or something.

I’ll try to hold him back, but if not, smile and take it like a man; believe me you wont regret it.

Okay.



Miss me.

Smiling---Yeah, that little twink of a waiter was all over me while you were gone.



You want dessert?

You know I don’t do dessert.

Okay.



You ready to go.

Uh huh.

This place is nice I think I can do up a nice little campaign.

Good.



Uh, Justin?…um do you mind if I do some work first, I have some ideas in my head about the restaurant and I want to jot them down.

No, I don’t mind.

Thanks, it wont take long I promise.

Uh huh…sigh, I’m so not getting any.









Sabina

Oct. 1, 2003

Silly Series

Let's Play

"Daaaddy"

—groan—

"Come on Daddy, let's play!"

"It's too early"

"No, it isn't"

"Can you please give me a break, we were up late last night playing"

"Please Daddy"

—moan—"I'm tired Sonny Boy"

"You promised, you promised, YOU PROMISED!"

—tears, pouting—

"Jesus H. Christ; okay stop the water works, what do you want to do today?"

—tears stop, smiling—


"Can we go to the park?"

"The park?"

"Yeah, we can run around, feed the ducks or maybe go to the movies"

"Are those my only two choices?"

"Yes"

"Ok, the park; I don't think I can tolerate uncomfortable chairs and sticky floors"

"Ok Daddy, let's go!"

"Hold on there Speedy; first we get washed up then dressed and then we have breakfast. I don't want to hear you whining about being hungry."

"Ok Daddy"

"Shower first, MARCH!"

—after shower—

"Sonny Boy are you wearing clean clothes?"

"We're only going to the park besides we may get dirty"

"I don't care, that's why they make washing machines. I will not drive around with a smelly boy"

—humph—"Ok"

—changing clothes—

"Satisfied?"

"Yes, now what do you want for breakfast?"

"Cereal and juice, and can I have some coffee?"

—eyebrows rising—

"Just kidding Daddy"

—snort—

—after breakfast—

"Ready to go?"

"Yes, Daddy"

"Well let's get moving, there are hungry ducks out there"

"Wait, wait!"

"What now?"

"We don't have any bread"

"We'll stop by the diner, Debbie should have some stale bread"

"Ok, thank you Daddy"

"You're welcome Sonny Boy"

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

"It's so nice out here"

"Yes it is"

"Race ya!"

"What? I don't do running...Hey HEY, wait for me!"

—laughing and panting—

"I caught you Sonny Boy"

"No fair, your legs are longer"

"Yeah well you're much younger than me"

—hugging—

"I love you Daddy"

"Love you too Sonny Boy; come on I see some hungry ducks"

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

"Thank you Daddy, I had a great time today"

"You're welcome Sonny Boy, so did I"

"You did?"

"Yes, I hate to admit it but it was fun just the two of us together, no phones, no gang, just us"

—sniffle, sniffle—

"Why the tears?"

"Just happy"

—hugs and kisses—

"Hungry?"

"Yeah"

"Well why don't you help me with dinner"

"Okay"

—after dinner—

—yawn—

"Tired Sonny Boy?"

"Yeah, I guess we were up late last night"

"And up early this morning"

"Sorry"

"No sorry necessary, we had a good day"

"Bedtime Daddy?"

"Bedtime Sonny Boy"

—snuggle, cuddle—

"What are you doing Sonny Boy?"

"Just showing my appreciation for today"

"You do know that in some states what you're doing is illegal"

"Then I'm glad we live here"

—smirk—

"Daaaddy"

"Justin"

"Come on Daddy, play with your little boy"

—purr, sucking earlobes—

—growl—"You got it Sonny Boy"

"And I love getting it Daddy!"

GOOD GROOMING



"No, no, no!


Yes Justin


Why?


Because they're horrible


You never complained before


That's because you weren't working in clay and stone before


I don't believe this


Well believe it and what's the big deal I do it once a month


That's because you're a big queen


Justiinn!


No Brian


Fine, if not for yourself then for me, look what you did to me this morning


I did that?


Yes I'm scarred for life


Drama queen


JUSTIN


Okay, shit, fuck…when?


This afternoon after your shift, I'll come and get you



Sigh---Brian please don't tell anyone it's embarrassing


No it isn't but I wont say a word


Thanks



---later that afternoon---
Hi Joyce


Hi Brian, is this him?


Yup Justin meet Joyce


Hi Justin


Hi


Not very talkative is he?


Not at the moment, he usually doesn't shut up


Briiaann


He needs the works Joyce


Ok Brian I've set him up with Denny


Denny?  Do I know her?


Uh not her, him


Joyce do I need to worry about this?


No I promise he's very professional and happens to know your reputation.  I also told him if he works miracles, makes you happy without pissing you off he has a permanent job here.


Ok then


Den your three o'clock is here


Coming Joyce


Den this is Brian Kinney and Justin, I told you about them


Yes nice to meet you Mr. Kinney and very nice to meet you Justin


Humph, Joyce can we talk?


Nice to meet you Denny


Justin please sit down here and get comfortable, now lets have a look; honey what have you been doing, washing in cement?  Lets see if Denny can fix this; now…


---two hours later---


Well Justin all done how do you feel, do you like the way they look and the lotion isn't it soothing; you're baby soft again.


Oh WOW!  That was great Den, I want to come back next week, I don't think I can wait a month.


Well honey you come back as often as you like


Thanks


Justin


Yes Bri


Time to go


Ok


Bye Joyce, Lenny-sneer


Bye Brian see ya in a month


Yeah


Uh bye Mr. Kinney and it's Denny


Humph, snort


Bye Denny see you next week


Bye Sugar


Oh no you don't Justin, not without me


What?


Don't look so innocent, you, you flirt


Jealous


Brat


Asshole


Grrrr


Snort


Sigh


---late that night---


Purr Brian


Mmm


You were right


Mmm so soft and smooth


Uh huh


Touch me Justin


Like that?


Uh huh, oh yeah, ooo, ahhh, Justin, oh oh, AUGH!


Panting---baby you're amazing


Hmmm


Baby purrr


What Bri?


Now that you've had your first manicure and you know how good it


can be how about next time you get a pedi…


NO NO NO!


Giggle"



Sabina    11/11/03

No More



Hmmmm, that was so good.

Uh huh, you done now?

Maybe.

Justin I fucked you so hard that I thought my dick was gonna come out of your mouth, and that was the 4th time tonight, you can’t want more.

Sigh



Bri?

No more Justin now go to sleep, oh thank god it’s Saturday night.

Correction, Sunday morning.

Shhhh, go to sleep.



Please Brian.

No, my dick feels like it’s going to fall off.

This is a first, the great Brian Kinney turning down sex.

Shut up asshole.



Is your mouth tired?

Hmm?

I said, is your mouth tired?

I heard you---come here, fuck my face, brat.

Hmmm…ah..ah..ugh,     sigh, thank you Brian.

My pleasure, now sleep.

Snuggle



Baby?

No.

Please.

No---did you take extra horny pills today, what’s with you?

Brian I can’t help it, you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous and I can’t get enough.

Oh god; let’s make a deal, you let me sleep at least till 10AM and I promise to fuck you all day until---lets say 8PM; that way you get what you want and I can get some sleep.  I have a big pitch on Monday.

Okay.



Snuggle, spoon



Justin!

What baby?

What’s that?

Uh, you have to ask?

Groan, you can’t be hard, I just…

Hmmmm.

Justin you didn’t steal one of Ted’s…

No, you really think I need that?

Obviously not, we have a deal.

I know, but a, can I, um…

Groan, no more after that till morning, promise?

Promise.



Oh Brian, you’re so tight, uh, you’re so beautiful, ah, I love….AUGH!

Oh god Justin that was incredible.

Thank you Brian for letting me…

Shhh baby, sleep now.

Okay.



Morning Sunshine!

Groan.

Rise and shine.

5 more minutes.

Uh uh now.

Brian I can’t.

We had a deal Sunshine.

No I can’t, my ass hurts, my dick hurts.

Too bad Sonny Boy, your ass is mine till 8PM.

Groan…..NO MORE.

Giggle