Monday morning started with a flourish of activities.  Brian was bringing Gus back to school since he had been gone so long and someone had to talk to the school counselor about his injuries to make sure they knew the severity.  At the last minute Brian had to rush to the office early so Justin quickly got Brinn dressed and into the car so they could take him. Gus sat in the passenger and Justin didn’t realize for a second but Gus had taken his hand.

“You’ll be fine, Gussy. What’s making you the most nervous?”

“I feel like the new kid. What if my friends block me out?  What if I don’t know what they are talking about in class? I know I did the work but….”

Justin ran his hand down Gus’ cheek.  “I don’t think you have to worry about that and if I am not mistaken there may be a whole group of girls and maybe guys that are extremely glad you are back.”

“What do you mean?”

“Gus, you know you are a good looking kid.  While you have been out you have grown about 3 inches and if I am not mistaken,” He reached over and rubbed his upper lip, “It won’t be long before you need to shave now and then. I don’t want to make this all about how you look.  You are a great kid. You are funny and smart, kind and generous.” They pulled into the lot. “I love you, son. You will be fine.”

“Love my Gussie.  Don’t go to school. Come home.” Brinn said. Justin took Brinn out of the carseat and put her on his hip.  

“Now, Gus, I am going to talk to the counselor just so the school knows all the details and if you have pain or anything, I can come get you.  I know you don’t want to admit it but you may get more tired than you realize.”

As they walked through the  door Gus’ demeanor changed. He stood taller and added a little strut as he walked. “Bye, Dad.”  As he walked away a girl took his arm and asked if that was his dad and sister and their voices trailed off.

Justin walked into the office and asked to see the counselor. She was expecting him.  As they waited Brinn said, “I want to go to school, Daddy.”

“Not yet, Sweetheart, Daddy would miss you too much.”  The counselor smiled at the beautiful man and his daughter as she walked up. She went into immediate flirt mode.  

“Isn’t she adorable. I hear you are  Gus’ dad. We are so glad he is back.”

“He is glad to be back but a bit nervous.” After they walked into her office they spoke about all he went through.  

“Gus is a well liked, good looking boy. It is nice to see a father come in and take such interest.  We usually see mothers. I know that sounds very chauvinistic. I know there are good dads, too and you appear to be very good.” Her hand reached out and touched Brinns hair as she toddled around her office, Justin watching her closely.

“He doesn’t live with his mom and in fact she is working in Canada for a few months. Gus will probably go see her over Easter with his sister.”

“You’ll send this little one with him on a plane?”

“Not this sister. He has a sister that is 10.”  Justin noticed the signs that the counselor had moved a bit closer and was reaching out to pat Justin’s forearm.  

“You look far to young to have children that age.”

Justin had enough.  “I would think you would know Gus’ history better than you do.  I know you can’t memorize every child’s but you knew we were coming in and that Gus has been through a traumatic event.  Gus looks just like his father, my husband. Now I suggest you acquaint yourself with his file. I have sent updates regularly.  If he gets too tired, which is possible this is my private cell,” He handed her his business card where he had added the number.  “Next time a little less flirting and a little more concern for my son rather than your next date.”

Justin picked Brinn up and said, “Let’s go find your auntie Claire, Sweetheart.”

“Mr. Kinney, I apologize.  That was totally unprofessional.  I am so sorry. Please, forgive me.  My students are very important to me. I know it isn’t an excuse but the next parent coming in is a single dad and….well?”

Justin had to smile, “Apology accepted.   “We have had a lot going on at our place causing me to snap a little quicker than normal.  Please, give me a call if Gus needs something. He will fight having to go home with all his might but if he is hurting too much or just too tired give me a call.”

“I will do that,”She looked at the card.  “Taylor-Kinney. You are the artist, aren’t you? I should have realized that earlier. I love your work. And again I apologize.”

Justin and Brinn went back home to meet with Claire.  He hoped by noon he could be at the studio. When they arrived at the house, they found Claire waiting for them.  Justin welcomed her in and started a pot of coffee and then started making eggs for Brinn. “Sorry, we were late.  Brian had to go to work early so I ended up needing to bring Gus in and Brinn had a little breakfast but needs more. So I think you know your way around the house.  You don’t have to clean, someone comes in to do that.” Justin kept talking as he scrambled some eggs and put some bread in the toaster. “Brinn will…..”

“Justin, do you ever slow down or stop?”

“Oh, I’m sorry.  I was rambling.”

“No, Justin, do you ever take time to sit down and drink a cup of coffee?”

“I need to get Brinn’s breakfast.”

“No, I need to get Brinn’s breakfast. Have you had anything to eat today?”

“I can….no, I had a couple cups of coffee.”

Claire scooped out Brinn’s eggs and cracked in a couple more. She blew on the eggs and then set them down in front of her. “Here you are, Sweety.”

Brinn looked up and smiled, “Thank you.”  She started eating right away. “Yummy, eggs.”

“You are very welcome, Brinn.” She kissed Brinn’s head.

“She is such a special little girl. You have done a great job with your kids.”

“Brian and I have.”

“Justin, you know Brian would be the first one to say you are responsible for that.”

“Well, I get my strength from him.” Claire set eggs and toast in front of Justin who just started eating. Justin started explaining where things were and things Brinn liked to do.  

As Justin finished eating the cleaning woman arrived.  She started cleaning bedrooms upstairs and Justin finished showing things to Claire. Justin opened his mouth. “Claire, do you mind…”

“Go, I know where you are and you are close if I need you.”

“I will leave the SUV so if you want to pick up some groceries or something you can have the car seat. Thank you.” And Justin was gone.

Justin got to the studio and pulled out his supplies.  He started throwing paint on a canvas. He laid down a base and then he stopped a moment, what was he going to do? What did he want to do for this round of paintings.  Without thinking about it Justin poured a drink swallowed it down. The idea hit him then. He used bold, dark, deep colors. He used bold, broad strokes. After he finished the first canvas he set it aside and grabbed another one.  He started adding more colors and he took another drink. He heard the door open behind him.

“Justin, are you alright?” Tony was standing there.

“Ya, I guess I got carried away.  What time is it?”

“It’s after 5:00.  Gus was asking Claire if she had heard from you because you weren’t answering your phone.”

“Oh, shit. I lost track of time.”

“Um, Justin, have you been drinking.”

“Oh, I had a drink but it was long ago. I sometimes need that to get my groove going. Thanks, Tony, I will call Gus right now and head home.” He gave Tony a hug.  “Kiss Matty for me and I know you know what to do with John. You are leaving enough time for that, aren’t you? Don’t get too busy to love each other.”

“Justin, are you sure you are alright?”

“Ya, sorry, I get weird when I paint sometime. I will see you tomorrow.”  Tony walked back to the Inn and Justin picked up his phone. Five missed calls. He hit redial.

“Dad, where are you? I have been trying to call you. Claire’s been trying to call you.  Pop is on his way home.”

“I am so sorry, Gus.  I was painting and didn’t hear anything. I will be home in less than a half hour, ok? I need to clean my brushes and then I will come home. Please tell Claire I will be right there.”  As Justin cleaned the brushes he was surprised to see the whiskey bottle empty. When did that happen. Oh, well, he was fine. That might explain the headache he felt now. He couldn’t do this again.  He would need to keep his phone on him on vibrate. Then he would notice.

Justin rushed in just minutes ahead of Brian.  “I am so sorry, Gus. I meant to be home when you got here.  Thank you, Claire, so much,” he said as he picked up Brinn. “It smells wonderful. Hello, Sweetheart, did you have fun with Aunt Claire today?”  Justin hadn’t even managed to take off his jacket before Gus started telling him all about school. His friends were happy he was back. Two girls had an argument about him. He knew everything the other kids did.  

“Dad, you were right.  You did a good job helping with my work.”

“Thanks, Gus.  You look pretty tired.  Why don’t you just relax for a little while.  Maybe you can go hang out in the theater room for a while on those big comfy pillows.”

“I am kind of tired.  Just let me know when dinner is ready.”

“Of course we will, Gus.”

Justin set Brinn down for a second as he took off his jacket. “I am so sorry, Claire.  I had planned to be back much earlier.”

“I am sure you did. This little one missed her daddy a little bit but she got over if when I distracted her.  We baked cookies, didn’t we, Sweety?”

“Oh, you did?”

“Cookies are nummy! I eats two of them. No more.”

“That sounds like the perfect amount to have.”

There was a commotion in the garage.  “I think your dad is home.”

As the door opened Brinn squealed, “DAD,” and ran as fast as she could into Brian’s waiting arms. He kissed her all over her face. “I love my dad.” Brinn said as she wrapped her chubby little arms around his neck.  

“Now that is the way I like to be greeted.  Anyone else want to greet me like that?”

Brian walked over to Justin and pulled him close with his free arm and kissed him. “I hear you did one of your disappearing acts today.  Did you get a lot of painting done?”

Justin’s face became alive.  “I had so much fun. It was like I was there but I wasn’t.  I think it is really good. I have a plan now. I know…”

Brian pulled him close again and kissed him deeply.  “I think we can finish this discussion later,” he said  trailing his hand downward.

“Daddies, kiss Brinn!” They obliged.

Claire stood at the counter with tears streaming down her face. Brian noticed her standing there.  He passed Brinn to Justin and walked over to Claire. He took her to him. “You have made a real family, Brian.  I should have gotten away and done that for my boys.” Claire brought her mouth to Brian’s ear. “Be careful not to push your luck to much.  I am afraid Justin may break at some point.”

“Damn, I know I left it to him again this morning. I didn’t mean to.”

“Don’t let those be your last words.  ‘I didn’t mean to’.” Claire kissed Brian and headed to the door.  “I will talk to you tomorrow to set up Wednesday. Goodbye, Brinn, I will see you Wednesday.

“Bye bye, Auntie.” Brinn waved as Claire left.

“I’m sorry, about this morning.” Brian said as he played with Brinn.  “I promise I will…”

“Brian, don’t promise something you know you won’t be able keep.” Justin turned away and checked what was in the oven for dinner.

“Daddy, I hungry.” Brinn tapped Justin’s leg.

“Well, if you sit still you can sit on the counter next to daddy and eat a few treats while dinner finishes.”  Brinn sat very still while she ate and watched Justin.

Brian walked up and kissed Justin. “I know I screwed up again and I know I have done it a thousand times  before, but, Sunshine, I love you so much and I am so thankful you love me even when I am a shit head.”

“Dad a shit head.”

“Damn, I did it again.” Brinn started to open her mouth, “Honey, please don’t get your dad in more trouble.”

Justin smiled a bit, “Gus is taking a nap in the theater room. Why don’t you go tell him dinner is ready.”

“Is Gus….”

“Gus is fine just very tired after his first day of school.” Justin touched Brian’s cheek.  “Love you, Baby. I may not be happy with you, but I love you.”

Brian came back with a very sleepy Gus. They all sat down together started eating the meal Claire had prepared. Gus talked about a few of his friends and how everyone was glad he was back, except one of the teachers who said he talked to much.  Gus had barely finished eating when his head started drooping.

“Gus, why don’t you go to bed.”

“It’s really early.”

“But you can’t keep your eyes open.” Justin walked around and pulled out his chair. He kissed Gus on the cheek. “One of us will be up in a bit and say goodnight. Remember Thursday guitar lessons start.  If you are not too tired you could review what they wanted you to do before you arrive.”

“Ya, I can start looking at that.  It wasn’t too much.” Gus headed to his room.

As Justin walked past, Brian wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him onto his lap. Putting one hand behind his neck and the other in Justin’s lap, he kissed him getting the response he had hoped for. Softly he said, “You are so hot.  You make me need you every time I see you.” He started stroking low in Justin’s crotch making him moan. “You go give Brinn a bath and I will…”

“I’ll clean down here.  You read Brinn a story. I’ll check on Gus when I come up and meet you in Brinn’s room so I can get a little snuggle.”

Brian kissed him once more and then Justin got up and started cleaning. Brian talked to Brinn as they went upstairs, “Sweetheart, we need to talk about Dad’s bad language…..”  Justin smiled as Brian’s voice faded into the distance.

After cleaning up the kitchen Justin stopped by Gus’ room.  His light was still on but he was sound asleep. He pulled the blankets up and kissed him. “Love you, Gus.”

Gus stirred.  “Love you, Dad.” Gus instinctively reached for a hug. Justin sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Gus close.

“Good night, son.”  Justin tucked him back in, turned off the light, and shut the door.

Justin went to Brinn’s room and found Brian in the rocking chair  with Brinn asleep on his shoulder. He realized how big she was getting and how soon it would be that she didn’t want to do this anymore. He gently took her from Brian.  She smiled up at him groggily, “My Daddy.” Justin kissed her, laid her down, and covered her up. Brian turned off the light and took Justin’s hand, leading him to their bedroom.

“I looked at the pictures you sent me of your paintings.  They are amazing. You never stop amazing me but, Sunshine, somehow you have to keep track of time and the phone.  You scared the hell out of me again, until I got a text telling me you were fine.”

“Sorry, but you know I get that way when I paint.”

“I know but usually when the kids are involved, you don’t completely disengage.”

“Brian, the kids were fine.  Who are you to tell me that I don’t have the kids first when this morning I had to take Gus to school because you had to go into the office? I’m going to take a shower.  I have paint on me yet.”

Justin had added shampoo and was rubbing his head when he felt Brian behind him. Brian began massaging his scalp and then helped rinse the soap out.  He then soaped up his hands and began sliding them over Justin’s arms, slowly working at the paint and moving on as the spots dissolved. Several times he added more soap as he began rubbing tight muscles. After a day of painting Justin had several muscles in knots.  Justin leaned against the glass as Brian worked his way down Justin’s back, spending more time on the lower back muscles. He then dropped to his knees and as his hands ran up and down Justin’s muscular legs his tongue went seeking Justin’s sweet spot. As Brian’s tongue found the spot it was seeking Justin groaned loudly.  After several minutes, Justin was at the edge when Brian leaned his whole body against him and slipped in.

Brian held him  close as Justin relaxed against him.  “I’m really trying, Sunshine. I really am. I love you.”

“I never doubt that, Baby. I know you love us and I know you would give your life for any of us, but sometimes you don’t have an hour to give.  And I know that is the nature of you job. It just gets frustrating.”

Brian began to move and soon was slamming into Justin knowing that is what he would need. Justin thrust back to meet him until he couldn’t  hold on any longer. Justin grabbed onto Brian’s hips as his muscles grasped onto Brian’s cock deep inside him and Justin forgot about his frustration and anger.  He loved this man.

The week continued smoothly.  Brian went to work early and got home late.  Claire and Becca were getting into a routine.  Brinn and Gus were getting into a routine. Thursday morning Justin reminded Brian he would meet him at the loft at 6:30.  Gus would meet with the guitar teacher from 6:30 to 8:00pm. Part of that time he would be in a lesson and part of the time he would be watching other advanced students and teachers.  Justin made sure he was on time to pick Gus up at the house before heading to the city. When they arrived Justin offered to go in but he said he was fine. Justin let him know he or Brian would pick him up and to call if he was done early. Gus grabbed his guitar and walked into the building.

When Justin arrived at the loft, Brian had already arrived. As he got to the door he heard music playing softly. He slid the door open and before he knew what was happening Brian came out of nowhere and  caught Justin in his arms. They had both been so busy this week that although they made love each night they hadn’t had time for romance or just to enjoy each other. Brian decided to change that tonight. He had a lot of finger food for them to eat as well as dipping sauces. They both got rid of their shirts and half laid, half sat on the pillows on the floor.  Justin drizzled some cheese sauce on Brian’s chest and he started dragging his tongue through it. He started at the low end and drug it up until it came to Brian’s lips. He popped a French fry in his mouth to go with the cheese. Brian crushed his mouth to get part of the fry. They continued licking, nibbling, kissing and eating until they craved more.

Gus was sent down the hall and he walked into a small room with a sofa and a chair.  There were a couple guitars and amps as well as music stands and a keyboard. He sat on the sofa and started taking out his guitar when the door opened.  A young man, in his mid twenties walked into the room. He was tall and lanky with sandy brown hair and mesmerizing green eyes. “Gus?” he offered his hand and Gus shook it. “My name is Brody and I am going to teach you how to enjoy your guitar.”  He sat next to Gus and took a look at his instrument. “Someone knows nice guitars! Do you mind?” He took the guitar and quickly tuned it. He began to play a classic song he had heard his dads listen to but he wasn’t sure what it was.

Gus was fascinated as he watched this gorgeous young man play his guitar.  When the song was done Gus looked over at and then realized he had leaned close to him as he had played.  “That was really good.”

“Thank you. In no time you will be able to play songs, too.”  For the next 45 minutes Brody went over chords and other techniques.  He put his arms around Gus helping him position his fingers and his arms. Gus sank into his arms.  Brody noticed the boy’s reaction and smiled at the beautiful boy. Brody left his arm around Gus’ shoulder as Gus tried it on his own.   Before he realized it Brody said, “Well, Gus, your time it up, I will bet someone will be waiting for you.”

“I think I will text them. My dads are probably having sex at the loft.” Gus said this to get a reaction from Brody. “They may have lost track of time.”

“Oh, well….that’s not something my students tell me everyday.”

Gus finished the text.  “My dads are all over each other most of the time and they have been busy this week so I am pretty sure they are doing it at the loft.”

Brian and Justin were not actually having sex.  They had explored and poked and prodded each other with tongues, and lips and hands. When Brian started pressing to make love Justin looked at the clock. “Baby, we don’t have time to really enjoy ourselves. I did bring….”  Justin showed Brian the phone operated vibrator. “I am willing to give or receive.” He put his arms around Brian. What do you think?” Brian walked to a chair and sat down. He crooked his finger and Justin walked over. He laid him across his lap. He slowly inserted the vibrator and then Justin stood up again. Brian began playing with the phone app.

“Whoa, remember I will be driving home but Gus is going with you.  I’m not worried about driving but he is too observant. We better get dressed and clean this food up.”

“Just leave the food.  The cleaning service will be here tomorrow and nothing will be gross by then.”

They played while they dressed and they were buttoning each other’s shirts both their phones beeped. Gus was ready to be picked up.

Brody started digging for information as they waited for Gus’ ride..  “So do you look like either of your dads?”

“Ya, I look a lot like my Pop.  Everyone always stares at him because they think he’s cute and when he is with my dad I swear everyone looks at them.  Ladies think they might be able to get with them but both of them are strictly with each other.”

“Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, yet?”

“Not really, but I have kissed a guy and a girl before.”

“You have? And did you like one better than the other?”

“I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl my first time.  It was almost with a girl and we still may hook up.”

“How old are you, Gus?”

“Thirteen.”

Just then a classic ‘Vette pulled up.  The driver’s door opened up and Brian came around.  “Hey, Sonny Boy, how’d the first lesson go?”

“It was amazing! Pop, this is my teacher, Brody. You should hear him sing and play.  He is really good.”

“Brian Kinney.” Brian offered his hand and Brody shook it.  Brian thought he held on a second longer than he should have and Brian had seen that look a thousand times in his Babylon days and he would have taken this one up on it in a heartbeat.  He was a good looking man. “Nice meeting you, Brody. Gus, you ready? Your dad is waiting up the street for us so we can follow each other.” They got in the car and drove away.

    Justin knew Brian was on his way by the feeling next to his prostate.  He pulled out behind the ‘Vette and followed them. Gus talked the whole way home.  You would think Brody was a god from the conversation but he understood that. He looked like a rockstar and according to Gus he sounds like one.  They needed to keep an eye on or an ear on this. Gus would tell them all they needed to know. If he stopped talking is when they needed to worry.       

Brian had programmed the vibrator for 30 minutes.  By the time both vehicles had pulled into the garage, Justin was on his last nerve. When he got out of the SUV his face looked crazed.   He stayed a little bit away from Gus, “You better get working on your homework. Lights out at 10:00. Goodnight.”

Gus thought he was acting a little weird but sometimes it was just better not to ask questions.

“Night, Dad.”  He met Becca on the stairs.  Becca gave him a quick hug as she walked past and said goodnight.

Justin could not hold on much longer.  He tried to be coherent as Becca filled him in on Brinn’s evening as Brian came up behind him and began to massage his  ass. “Becca, thanks. Um, I can’t….we can’t….god, Becca I am 30 seconds away from tearing Brian’s clothes off so you can stay and watch if you wish but…..”  Becca first showed shock and then started laughing.

“Not that we have any problems but let me know later what brought this on.  Sounds like fun.” Becca grabbed her jacket and was sprinting to the guest house when Brian pressed Justin against the kitchen island and entered him.

“Oh god,” Justin moaned.

“Well, I haven’t been called that in a long time.”

Justin reached around and pulled Brian’s head down to his.own. In stilted speech he said, “How are we going to do better next week?”

“Every time is the best!” Brian’s hips collided with Justin once more and then held him tight as they both trembled “I never get enough of you.”

They shut off lights and walked up the stairs, hand in hand. They said nothing as they got in bed because there was no word that could say what they already felt.

The next few weeks both Brian and Justin were gone more than they were home.  Justin was in and out during the day so he could see Brinn but started spending the evening painting.  Brian was leaving by 7:00 a.m. and was lucky to be home by 8:00 p.m. and had worked all weekend.

Thursday Justin drove Gus to his fourth guitar lesson and then drove to the loft.  When he walked in there was no conversation whatsoever. They went directly to the bed and spent the next hour and 15 minutes making love over and over.  After they dressed Brian held him close. “This is nuts. I see about another month like this in my schedule.”

“That’s about the time I will be going on my short tour. After that I expect things will be back to normal. I guess until then we enjoy Thursdays and Valentine’s Day is almost here.  That Saturday promise you will spend the day at home and at night you and I …..well, we will have our night.”

“I promise I will be home that day and night. I will be all yours.

Gus looked forward to Thursdays all week now.  He practiced every night so Brody would be proud of him.  And if he did well the last two weeks he had gotten a quick hug.  Gus walked back to his lesson room. As he opened the door, Brody greeted him with a hug and a fist bump but the hug was long enough to make his body respond.  The hug tonight was different than in the past. Without really thinking about it Gus looked up and brought his mouth up to Brody’s. Brody accepted Gus’ lips and was quickly surprised at the skill this boy had. Brody’s hand traveled down Gus’ pants and rested on his expanding crotch.

“Well, young man, I would say we have something to offer each other.  I will take care of that for you if,” He took Gus’ hand and placed it on his own pants, “You take care of this for me.”  

Gus dropped to his knees and unzipped Brody’s fly and took his cock in his mouth just like he had seen in the movie.  The texture was smoother than he expected and he already tasted something. There was already moisture on the tip that he kept licking and then he took most of it in his mouth.  Brody grasped his head and moved it so Gus got the idea. Brody soon was filling Gus’ mouth and Gus accepted it. By now, Gus was ready to explode himself. Brody pushed Gus onto the sofa and when he had Gus laying down he reciprocated.  Gus only last a couple minutes with Brody’s talented mouth encasing him. As Gus zipped up his pants a few minutes later and they started the guitar lesson Gus couldn’t believe what had just happened. When the lesson was finished and Gus was putting his guitar away Brody spoke up.  

“Hey, Gus, it might not be smart to tell your dads about what happened.  It was beautiful but let’s just keep it our special moment.” He took Gus in his arms and gave him a kiss that made Gus want to stay longer. He wondered what it would be like to do more with him.

As Gus put the guitar on his shoulder there was a knock on the door.  Brody opened the door and there stood one of the most gorgeous men he had ever seen. “You must be Brody, I’m Gus’ dad, Justin.”

“Hey, Dad.  Glad you got to meet Brody.  You two should sing together sometime. Brody, Dad has a great voice.”

“Maybe sometime he can come in with you and we can sing a little while before we start your lessons.”

“By the way, Gus, you didn’t do your dad justice.”  Justin almost felt dirty the way Brody looked at him. Maybe it had just been a long time since anyone had been so obvious.

“Well, nice meeting you.  Come on, Gus, I have some work to do when I get home yet.”

In the SUV on the way home Justin asked questions about his lesson and a few about Brody.   Gus’ tone of voice told Justin he was infatuated. “Gus, he is a nice looking guy but he is older than you are and, Gus’, he is your teacher.  Remember he could get in big trouble if you and he ever did anything. And Gus’ don’t ever feel like you HAVE to do something with him. I just get the feeling off both of you that….”

“Dad, if I don’t want to do something, I won’t do it.”

“You know, Gus, everything I say is because I love you so much and I don’t want your first time to be like your father’s.  There are too many wonderful things that should happen.”

“I know, Dad.”  Gus was quiet the rest of the way home.

Brian had already arrived at the house when Gus and Justin arrived.  Gus gave them each a kiss and rushed off to bed.

Brian looped an arm around Justin, “I wish you didn’t have to go back to work.”

“Me too but I just seem to get so much more done at night lately.   What did you think of the guitar teacher?”

“Why? Did he say something to Gus?”

“Not that I know of.”

“Did he say something to you?

“It wasn’t really what he said but it was obvious that Gus had talked to him about both of us and then he just looked at me and, I don’t know. I talked to Gus and just reminded him of his age and the trouble his teacher could get in.”

“I’m glad you talk to him and we need to keep an eye on them. Now,” Brian nuzzled Justin’s neck. “Are you sure I can’t  tempt you into staying home?”

“I wish I could but I just am not getting stuff done when I go there in the morning.  I seem to wake up with a headache lately, and, yes, I talked to the doctor. He said that wasn’t unusual.  He changed my anti seizure med and body would adjust. But I can’t do my best work when my head hurts so I do some work I need to get done in the house and then… really need to go.”  The men embraced and Brian did his best to keep Justin in his arms.

Justin managed to get out the door and drove to the studio.  He looked at his work and thought it was some of the best stuff he had done.  As he got out the paints he brought out the whiskey and poured a large glass. He set the bottle next to the paints and took a big swig from his glass.  And the painting began.

The next thing he knew his phone alarm was going off. Shit, it was 5:00 a.m.  He looked at his paintings and was shocked. He didn’t remember doing the last one at all.  It was all over the place but it was good, damn good. He quickly got the brushes cleaned and drove back home.  He wasn’t sure he should be driving. He needed to stop drinking at night but his head didn’t hurt in the morning, he just had to sober up in the morning. He had taken pictures of the new stuff and already sent it to his agent.  Brian came downstairs just as Justin was pouring fresh coffee into his travel mug.

“Were you out all night?” He pulled him close and breathed in his scent. “You smell like a distillery.”  He kissed him deeply. “God, I miss you. If I didn’t have a meeting at 8:00, he growled low in his throat.  How much longer are we going to keep this up.”

“I should be done with the push by next Saturday which remember is Valentine’s Day.  When does your schedule clear up?”

“By the end of February.  We will get away soon. Right after your trip you and I  are going away. Maybe we will make a trip to Ibiza for our anniversary. Damn, I have to go.” He took Justin in his arms and tenderly kissed him.  “Thank god for guitar lessons.”

Justin spent a few hours with Brinn and then as Claire took over Justin took care of a few things in the house and slept for about three hours. As soon as Gus was home he was up and helping him with homework.  Brian had a dinner meeting and by the time he arrived home everyone was in bed. He slipped in next to a sleeping Justin and didn’t have the heart to wake him. He spooned with him pulling him as close as he could. He needed to love him so bad but he needed to sleep.

His head hurt!  Justin opened his eyes and saw the sky was just getting light.  He needed something. Reaching for the bottle of painkillers he took four of them. He glanced over and saw that Brian was sound asleep so he took the Jim Beam bottle that was sitting there and he took a couple big swigs.  He laid back down and prayed for a couple more hours of sleep.

The next time he woke it was to the feel of Brian’s lips on his neck. He turned into those familiar arms.  “How is your head this morning, Sunshine?”

“I took something a couple hours ago so….” he moved in close draping a leg over Brian’s thigh making his need even more obvious. Within seconds Brian was buried as deep as he could go. The need was too great to worry about technique.  That would come the next time around. They clung together meeting thrust for thrust. After several minutes they began stroking muscles, feeling each other sent shivers through them.

“Dad, Daddy….Dad, Daddy…..Dad.”   came over the monitor.

“Oh...Brinn.” Brian groaned.

Justin rolled out of bed and quickly dressed.  Brian’s hopes were dashed that he was coming back. Justin sat and kissed him once more.  “See you in the kitchen. Maybe when she is taking her nap, if she naps, we can get away for a bit.”

The day flew by.  Brian ended up in the office for a couple hours and when he came out Justin had gotten a message and had to go back to the studio for a bit. By the time Justin returned, it was time to get Brinn ready for bed. He missed spending more time with her.  Soon things would be back to normal. After a bath he read her a book but when he was going to lay her in bed she held onto Justin. “Oh, Sweetheart,” Justin pulled her close and sat down with her again. He talked softly and rocked until she fell asleep. “I love you, Brinny.” He continued to hold her and rock until he dozed off.  Brian found them together both sound asleep. He gently took Brinn causing Justin to jump awake.

“I have her, Sunshine.”  Brian laid her down and covered her.  He walked back and offered his hand to Justin who took it. Brian kissed him deeply. “Please, let me love you.”  Justin nodded and led the way to the bedroom.

Together they took off each other’s shirts.  They took their time kissing and touching their bare skin and then they removed the remainder of their clothes.  Justin prompted Brian to sit on the bed and dropped to his knees. He shivered as he took Brian in his mouth. He brought Brian to the brink several times kissing him in between as Brian regained control. Justin came up to Brian’s mouth once more.  “What do you want, Baby?”

“Lay down, Sunshine.” It was now his turn to reacquaint himself with every inch of Justin’s body. By the time Brian entered Justin they were both frantic for a climax. They both shouted loud enough they were afraid Brinn would wake up. Brian collapsed on top of Justin and Justin soaked in the feel of it.  Could he survive until March?

The weekend over, their schedules continued.  Justin gave the kids as much as he could but by the time Brinn went to bed he left for the studio.  By Wednesday, after Justin left for the studio, Claire looked at Brian and said, “How long are you going to let this continue?”

“Let what continue?”

“You two are living separate lives in the same house. How long will Justin be gone?  Does he get home by midnight? 3:00 a.m.?”

“He usually comes home when the kids are getting up. It won’t be long.”

“Go away this weekend.  It is Valentine’s Day Saturday. I can stay overnight if Becca and Peter have plans.  You need time to talk not just have sex once in a while.” Claire put her hand on Brian’s shoulder.  “I don’t want to see the outcome if you two end up apart.” Claire kissed his cheek and left for the night.

Again, Justin arrived home just as Brinn woke up.  He brought her downstairs and made coffee. Brian pulled him close.  He smelled alcohol on Justin’s breath. “Sunshine, I don’t think you should have driven. It’s 7:00 a.m. and if I am not mistaken you are drunk.”

“I did have something to drink earlier.  Now I am just tired and haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

“Sunshine, let’s go away.  Claire said she would stay with the kids. I need, we need to just have time to be together. Let’s go away Friday.  We can come back on Sunday.”

“I think I can make that work.  I should be able to finish this series by tomorrow.”

“We can talk about it tonight at the loft.”

“I don’t like that Brody.  I am fairly sure something is going on.”

“Justin, we have talked to him about it.  He trusts us. Maybe go to the room with him tonight before coming up to the loft.  Let that guy know we are watching him in a subtle way. Or, I can meet you there.”

“I can deal with it.  You just be ready when I get there because…” Justin leaned in and whispered in Brian’s ear telling him exactly what he had planned for that evening.

“Trust me I am ready now.” Brian’s phone went off.  “Shit! I will see you at 6:40 or so.”

As Justin drove Gus into the city this week he tried to get some information from him.  “Gus, tell me about Brody.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Does he have a boyfriend?”

“I don’t think so.  A guy like him would have a lot of boyfriends.”

“Does he want you to be his boyfriend?”

“Dad, what are you trying to ask me?”

“I’m not sure.  I just don’t want you to feel pressure to do anything you aren’t ready for and not with a guy like that.  Gus, if he really wants to be your boyfriend he will wait for you to be ready.”

Gus was quiet for a second, “Ok, Dad.  Don’t worry, he hasn’t tried anything I didn’t want.”

“Just remember it should be special, especially the first time.”

“I know, Dad,” Gus sighed.

“I’m going to walk you in tonight.  I won’t embarrass you, I promise. Maybe I’ll sing a song or two with him like we talked about.”

Justin quickly texted Brian he would be a bit late and would explain when he got there.

When they arrived, Gus opened the door and Justin was sure Brody was approaching Gus when he realized Justin was there. Brody changed his intention quickly and Justin sat down and sang a couple songs.  Gus was right, Brody was good and once Brody heard Justin’s voice he was blown away. As Justin got up to leave Brody shook his hand holding it far too long. “Come back, anytime.”

When Justin looked at Gus it was obvious Gus had seen Brody’s reaction too.  “Bye, Gus, I will see you at 8:00.”

As soon as Justin had left, Brody locked the door.  He walked over to Gus and kissed him deeply. Gus lost himself in Brody’s arms.  Soon Brody had his hands down the back of Gus’ pants. He searched for Gus’ virgin bud and began to massage it.  He began adding pressure and when his finger slipped in Gus. Gus jumped. That felt really odd. “Gus, I want you.  I want to know what you feel like inside.”

“I don’t know, Brody.  Can we have my lesson and then talk about it?”

“Sure, Gus, I can wait that long.” Before allowing Gus to take a seat he had inserted his finger and whatever he did made Gus weak in the knees.  As Gus pulled out his guitar, Brody went into the bathroom for a minute. When he returned the lesson started.

Justin arrived at the loft and although Brian had made the loft very romantic with candles and wine, Justin couldn’t relax.  He started pacing, and looking out the windows.

“Sunshine, it is kind of hard to make love to you if you won’t stop walking.”

“I’m sorry, Baby, but that Brody has something planned and I don’t like it.  I think his goal is to fuck him. Hell, he would have fucked me in front of Gus just now if I was so inclined.

“He WHAT!”

“It was all in his head, trust me.  So do you think we can go somewhere tomorrow night and come back on Sunday?” Justin pressed his pelvis against Brian.  “Oh, god, yes. I think we can practice now.”

As Brody directed Gus during the lesson his hands were caressing and stroking Gus throughout. His arms and hands were all over him as Gus struggled to concentrate. Brody finally said, “I think we have had enough music for the night.  I think we have another lesson to concentrate on now. Why don’t you text your dads that we will be running late tonight. His hand was already going down Gus’ pants again.

Brody watched as Gus texted that his lesson would run late. As Brody turned to undo his own fly Gus texted, ‘Come now’.

“What was that you just sent?”

“I just said Love you.  I always end my texts that way. He sat the phone down and started kissing Brody.  He didn’t want him to see the message. “Brody, I don’t think I am ready for this.”

Brody pulled down Gus’ pants and then his own.  He already had a condom on. That’s what he must have done in the bathroom.  “Oh, you’ll be ready, very soon.” Out of nowhere he had a tube of lube which he put on his finger and he inserted  quite quickly.

“Ouch.” Gus said with an intake of breath.

“Oh, you will forget about that little pinch soon enough.”  He began moving the finger. Gus had to admit it felt really good after a couple minutes but he wasn’t ready for this.

“Brody, I really don’t want to….” Brody’s mouth came down on his and kissed him deeply. Between the kiss and what Brody’s finger was doing Gus was rock hard.

Justin felt his phone vibrate and although Brian was trying to get him out of his clothes he pulled away and took out his phone. “Gus.  The lesson will go long. That doesn’t sound right. Almost immediately another text came through. “We have to go, NOW.” Justin was pulling on his jacket before Brian realized what he had said.  “Gus needs us now!”

Brian followed Justin without even getting his jacket and they sprinted the two blocks to the guitar school.  They didn’t stop at the front office and ran to the lesson room.

Brody had managed to get Gus in the position that his chest was on the sofa and his ass was in the air. “Gus, you are going to love this. I promise.  It might hurt but next time….” Brody pressed his penis at the entrance and added more lube.

“Brody, I don’t want to do this.  Please Stop.” Brody started adding pressure and Gus started thrashing, “STOP”

Hearing Gus yell stop was all it took for Brian to throw himself against the flimsy lesson room door and the door flew open. As Brian’s fist made contact with Brody’s jaw and then stomach, Justin pulled Gus into his arms, holding him close as Gus cried.  Justin pulled his pants back into place so he wasn’t exposed.

Brian continued to pummel him until Justin let go of Gus long enough to pull Brian off. He grabbed the fist midair and looked at Brian’s face.  “Gus needs us right now. We can get him later.”

With that Brian engulfed Gus in his arms and walked out of the room.  Justin grabbed the guitar case and looked at the slime who was now bleeding from the nose.  “Get a lawyer.” was all he said as he walked out the door after Brian and Gus.

Justin caught up with Gus  and Brian at the front door.  Gus turned to Justin and held on for dear life.  Justin held him close and looked at Brian. “Brian why don’t you go get the SUV so we don’t have to walk back.”

“NO,” Gus said, “I want to get out of here.  I can walk. It’s close.”

“Call the police, Brian.”

“No,” Gus said with a shaky voice.  “I don’t want anyone to know.”

“Gus your name will not come out.  You are a juvenile. He can’t do this to anyone else.”

The three were standing on a street corner.  Justin was holding onto a shaky Gus. As Brian pulled out his phone a cruiser came around the corner. They pulled over.  “Gentlemen, is everything alright.” They were looking closely at Gus, seeing he was a young boy who seemed to be in distress. “Son, are you alright?”

“Officer, I am Brian Taylor-Kinney.  This is my husband Justin and our son, Gus.  His guitar teacher just tried to rape him.” Brian gave them a few more details.

“Can you go with us?” the officer asked.

“I will, but please let my son go back to our loft.  It is just a block away.” They gave him the nod and Justin and Gus walked on while Brian headed with the officers back to the guitar school.  Brian pointed them to the right room while Brian went into the office to get the name of the school’s owner.

Minutes later the officers walked a bloodied Brody out of the lesson room in handcuffs. By now a small crowd had collected in the hallway.  Another squad car arrived and began asking questions as Brody was driven away. Brian went back to the loft with the knowledge an officer would be there to talk soon.

Justin walked Gus back to the loft and sat on the couch with him.  Gus actually climbed into Justin’s lap and held onto his neck. Justin didn’t say anything, he just cradled him like he did Brinn when she skinned her knee or bumped her head.

Brian walked in about a half an hour later. He dropped to his knees next to Gus and kissed him. “Has he…”

“Gus will talk when he is ready.” Justin kissed him tightening his grasp.

“I’m sorry.  You told me I wasn’t ready.  I didn’t listen. I kind of thought he might try something. I thought it was kind of cool someone like him wanted someone like me. The police are just going to say I am as much to blame.  I wanted him….and I thought I did….He buried his head into Justin’s chest.

Brian laid his hand on Gus’ back, “You said no and that is all that the police need to know. The police are going to be here in a little bit to talk to you.  You just need to answer their questions.” Brian paused a second. “Brinn, we need to…”

“I texted Becca and told her there was an issue and we would be staying here tonight.”

Brian kissed Justin.  “Thanks, Sunshine. You think of everything.”

“Of course I do.”

Just as he said this the front door bell rang.  Brian buzzed the police up. Gus slid off Justin’s lap and Justin pulled him close.  The police entered and a young officer did an excellent job questioning him without making him feel to blame.  Brian walked the officers out into the hall.

“Thank you, for treating our son with such respect.  That wasn’t the way it used to be.”

The older of the two officers spoke for the first time. “I remember those days, Brian.  I am sure you don’t remember me but I spent a lot of time at Babylon when you owned it. I was there the night of the bombing. We aren’t there yet but we have come a long way. I can’t believe this is the little guy I saw you with several times.  And I always was a little jealous because I had the biggest crush on Justin. Sorry, I go for blonds.”

His partner laughed, “Always said he’d be all over me if he wasn’t scared of my wife.”  Brian smiled.

“Brian, you did the right thing.  We will keep your names out of it but this guy needs to be brought up on charges.”

Brian went back into the loft and found Justin tucking Gus into bed in some old shorts and a T shirt he had found in a drawer. “I’ll be right back, Gus.  I am just going to change and talk to your dad a minute.” He kissed him and walked to Brian.

“How is he?” Brian asked.

“Understandably very shaken but thank God….I can’t even think about it.  Would he have told us? Would he have taken that pain on himself?” Justin grabbed onto Brian.

“If you would have ignored that text.  I tried to make you ignore it.” Brian kissed Justin.  “Thank you. Thank you for loving us.”

“We have always been one and that will never change. I hope I have one of my meds with me.  I think I do.” He found a pill in his coat pocket and took it. “I better get back to Gus. Join us soon?”

“Yes, I’ll be there soon.” Brian put his hands on either side of Justin’s face and kissed him. “I love you, Sunshine.”

“I love you too, Baby.”

Justin got in bed and Gus came into his arms.  Justin held him one arm under his head while the other lay loosely over Gus’ shoulder.  A short time later Justin felt Brian get into bed. Brian lay on his side behind Gus. Leaning forward he kissed the palm of Justin’s hand which was resting behind Gus’ head on the pillow Brian linked his fingers with Justin’s and drifted off.

Justin woke at 5:00 with his head ready to explode.  He didn’t dare take a drink here and he would be driving Gus home later so he couldn’t do that but  he needed something. Justin took as many aspirin as he dared and then sat with his head between his knees trying anything to reduce the pain.  An hour later when Brian woke. Justin was on the sofa half sitting, half lying.

“Sunshine?” Brian kissed his cheek.  “Another headache?”

Justin just nodded and leaned against Brian.  “I don’t know how long I can do this. The doctor said it was normal and I just had to give my body time to adjust but this is almost as bad before the surgery.”

“Call him again today or go in, please?”

“Next week.  I am not leaving his side today. At least not until he tells me to.”

“We aren’t going anywhere this weekend, are we. We need to stay with our son.”

Justin kissed Brian, “We will still have time together this weekend.”

“Oh, yes, we will.” Brian started pushing Justin back on the couch when the both heard a sleepy voice.

“Morning.” Gus stood at the top of the steps.

Justin stood up, cringing at the pain in his head. “Good morning, Gussy. How are you feeling this morning?”

“I’m Ok. Can I take a shower before we go?”

“Why don’t you come down here and join me for a little while so your pop can get ready for work.  Then we will go home.”

“I don’t have to go to school?” He dropped onto the couch next to Justin.

“I’m giving you the day off,” Justin pulled him close. “I was scared last night.  I don’t think I could stand to have you out of my sight today.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

Brian left for work and Justin and Gus headed home.  As they walked in Brinn came running, “My daddy and my Gussy.”

Gus picked up his sister and kissed her. “Hi Brinny.”  Brinn reached for Justin who pulled her close.

“Good morning, Sweetheart.”

Brinn scolded Justin, “No nigh night kiss and no morning nuggles.  Where you go without me?”

Justin tried not to smile, “I am sorry, Sweetie, but your brother needed me last night. I bet you had fun with Becca.”

“Peter tickle me and give me horsey back rides.”

“It sounds like you had fun without Daddy.”  

Gus stayed close to Justin throughout the day which meant they were a unit of three.  Justin called over to the Inn. He had to finish a painting today so it could be shipped out early next week.  He spoke to John and told him what happened the night before. John was horrified.

“I need a couple hours to paint and that is not what Gus needs today.  Can he hang with you? I am sure he would be comfortable with you.”

“Of course, Justin.  He is always welcome, you know that.”

“He may have a couple tough questions.”

“I can handle it. See you in a few.”

When Brinn went down for her nap Gus and Justin went over to the studio.  Justin dropped Gus off at the Inn, making sure John had him in his sites before going on to the studio.

Gus walked up to John and, after ushering him in, John hugged Gus.  “You Ok, Cuz?”

“Ya, I’m fine.  I just got really scared. It could have been really bad.”  John hugged him again.

“Want to make the rounds with me.  I have to check the rooms out, make sure they are all clean.”

“Sure.” Gus followed John upstairs to the guest rooms. As they walked from room to room Gus told John about the events of the night. “John, he did something that felt so good, even though I was scared.”

“Oh, he just knew how to stroke you prostate.  It really does feel good. In fact,” John stopped. “Never mind. Whether you are with guys or girls, that feels good.”

“My dads kept trying to tell me I was too young.  I guess they were right. But I kept thinking I am only a little younger than Dad was when he moved in with Pops. I keep wondering if Dad really…”

“Gus, your Pop would never force anyone to have sex. Your dad might only have been a few years older than you but there is a big difference between eighth grade and a senior in high school. Plus the night they met Justin was looking to find someone to have sex with.  He didn’t realize that the first man he was with would be the love of his life. Your dad said your pop was so kind and gentle that he really made the first time special. Gus, that’s what they want for you. They want you to be with someone that can make is special for you not a conquest for themselves.”

“Was your time like that?”

John sat on a settee in the room and patted the spot next to him.  Gus sat down. “The first person I was with was Tony. Well, the first man I was with was Tony.  And, well, I am usually the top so it was just amazing for me. I can’t describe how it felt the first time I slid into him. The thought that he would take that pain so I could have pleasure just amazed me and then I saw the pleasure that I could give him…. He had to tell me what to do to make it feel better for him and then slowly he taught me how to enjoy the reverse position.  Gus, whether you are with a girl or a boy you both need to want it and you both need to respect each other if one of you say no.”

“I know, John.  I would never make someone have sex with me. I know it was my fault.  I learned my lesson.”

“What happened was not your fault, Cuz.  You were just prey for a scavenger. If I could get my hands on him….”

“My pop did a pretty good job beating him up.”

“I’m surprised he didn’t kill him.”

“He might have if it wasn’t for Dad.”  They continued

The two cousins finished going through the rooms and soon Justin was in the entry of the Inn.

Gus came down the steps carrying some dirty dishes.  “Hi, Dad. Let me put these in the kitchen and then I am ready to go home.”

John came down the steps.  “That is one good kid. He was worried that Brian might have forced you the first time.  He didn’t think so but after his experience last night…He just needed to hear it. He is going to be fine. I am so glad you got there on time.”

When they got back to the house Justin sent Claire home so John and Tony could have some time alone. “Hey, Gus, want to help me make a special meal for Pops for Valentine’s?”

“Sure.  What are we making?” Justin gave him a rundown of the meal and prep began.  

Justin had texted Brian to find out what time he would be home. There was no response.  At 5:00 p.m. Justin called the office. Brian didn’t pick up his private line so he called Cynthia.

“This is Cynthia. How can I help you?”

“Cynthia, where is Brian?  I have been trying to get him for a couple hours.  Did he have a meeting go overtime?”

“Shit, Justin, I can’t believe you didn’t hear from him.. I saw him text you myself. There was a major crash in our computer system.  His biggest client needed the layout and he was so mad that if Brian didn’t deliver them himself, he was going to withdraw a $15M account. Justin, I am so sorry.  You know Brian wouldn’t…..”

Justin hung up.  “Well, looks like there is more for us.”

Gus saw the hurt in his dad’s eyes. “Where’s Pop?”

“On a plane somewhere.  I didn’t ask where. Do you think you can put your sister into her high chair?”

“Sure, Dad.” Gus put Brinn in her seat and strapped her in. As Justin set the food on the table Gus hugged him. “I’m sorry, Dad. The food looks great.”

Justin got a text from Brian around midnight.  It said his first text hadn’t gone through. He was sorry but he had to make this trip. He was in  California and hoped to be back Saturday night. He tried to call but Justin didn’t answer. Justin picked Brinn up out of her crib and brought her to bed with him.  He knew he couldn’t drink, not when he was the only one here. He took his medication. Damn it, Brian. We don’t need more money, we need time. He pulled Brinn close and soon the tears were flowing.  He couldn’t do this alone much longer. He didn’t have the strength.

Brian didn’t want to wake Gus but Justin wouldn’t talk to him.  Gus’ sleepy voice answered. “Hi, Pops, where are you?”

“Sorry to wake you up, Sonny Boy.  Your dad isn’t talking to me. I am in California.  I tried to text Justin but it didn’t go through. Gus, how mad is he?”

“Pops, he’s not as mad as he is sad and hurt. I helped him make a special dinner for you tonight.  It had all your favorites.”

“Oh, Gus, please, Go kiss your dad for me and tell him I love him.”

“I will, Pop, but, I am not sure how you are going to make it up to him this time. Do we really need more money?”  Gus hung up.

Gus opened his dads room.  He saw Brinn was in bed with his dad.  He climbed into bed behind Brinn and reached over and touched Justin’s wet cheeks.  “Dad, Pop says he loves you.” Justin kissed his own hand and reached over placing it on Gus’ cheek.  He then slid his hand down Gus’ arm and they ended up holding hands on Brinn’s chubby little leg.

“I love him, too, Gus, but …. Good night, son.”