Mine/Yours

Brian flew out of the Pitts on a sudden business trip to NYC. He heard some disturbing rumors regarding an upstart agency who was attempting a coop to take away one of Brian's most important and highest earning accounts. Brian trusted no one but himself to the task of securing his client to another contract.

As it turned out it was only a rumor but the client was pleased that Brian took the time to make the trip personally and negotiated a new contract. Brian had brought with him Justin's preliminary sketches for the next phase of the campaign. The client so taken with the art work commissioned a series of paintings from Justin and sweetened the bonus for Brian's agency.

Later that night on the phone the partners discussed their day and had a `talk dirty to me' session.

Brian planned to spend only a few more days in NY. Justin had several paintings on display in galleries around town and Brian wanted to see them all. After a business lunch with a prospective client Brian headed to the first gallery on his list. Most of the time Brian was treated to the finished piece before it was shipped out to a gallery or client but a few managed to slip by him, he took this opportunity to see the ones he missed. Brian also loved hearing the comments that were inevitably made by the art patrons admiring Justin's work and would beam with pride.

This first gallery housed a series of small sketches mostly of their Liberty Avenue family. One interesting grouping was of Brian [so what else is new]. The ad exec in his Armani suit was able to gaze upon the sketches in relative anonymity. The sketches were a study of some of Brian's body parts; hands, feet, chest, ass and his face sleeping peacefully. Brian quietly huffed, he couldn't decide if he was relieved or insulted that his most infamous body part wasn't included in the study. Later that evening after a shower and change of clothes into something more casual Brian went to dinner and then to the last gallery on list.

Meanwhile back in the Pitts Justin kept the home fires burning with his own work. Needing a break and missing Brian he met the guys at Woody's for a few drinks. Justin politely turned down the offers he received. He found it amusing that he was still hit on after all, he assumed, every one must know he belonged to Brian. Why would anyone tempt fate and the wrath of Brian. The evening passed quietly and he went home but not before promising to meets the guys at Babylon the next night.

Justin's promise did not go by unheard. A very handsome visitor to the fair city was eyeing Justin for most of the night but made no move. Justin seemed surrounded by his friends so the interested party decided to wait until the next night. He figured he could get lost in the crowd of Babylon and get this beautiful blond alone.

As Justin was returning home Brian was returning from the last gallery.

This gallery displayed some of Justin's larger pieces.  A landscape filled one canvas while the Pitts skyline filled another. Then there was a life sized nude of Brian laying on their bed looking gorgeous and very well fucked. Brian had never seen this painting and was standing gawking with his mouth agape. While he stood staring a small crowd of admirers formed behind him. Brian unconsciously shook his head not knowing whether to praise the artist's talent or kill him. As he turned to go an admirer of the painting recognized the model, let out a little squeal, reminiscent of Emmett, and started wildly clapping. When the crowd realized why the gentleman was clapping the rest of the crowd chimed in. An embarrassed Brian blushed, smiled weakly and sauntered out. While hailing a cab he smoked 2 cigarettes in succession then hurried back to the hotel. Brian had enough of NY and enough of art. He booked a flight back to the Pitts for the next evening.

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Justin's day was passing too slowly for him, he was looking forward to Brian's homecoming later that night and spending some time at Babylon. Justin was tense and in need of release. He had a need to take some time off from the agency to work in his studio. He had a need to dance. And he had an intense need to jump the bones of his lover.

Brian called Justin to let him know about the flight and that they would meet at Babylon.

When Justin arrived at Babylon the gang noticed the boy's obvious excitement and his choice of attire. Justin dressed in one his sexiest and most twinkiest outfits he could put together in anticipation of seducing his wayward hunk. Emmett, of course, could not let Justin's ensemble go by without comment. Ted grinned appreciating the view and sighed knowing it was all for Brian. Michael's comments were less than flattering while Ben smiled and whispered to Justin to have patience, the big guy was coming home. Justin didn't do patience.

Justin was bouncing nervously at the bar and needed to dance. Before Emmett could pull the blond onto the dance floor Justin was already there grinding and pumping to the music with hopes in his head that his man would soon arrive.

All of this did not go by unnoticed by the handsome man who had designs on Justin from the previous night. Russell Talbert, a visitor to Pittsburgh, had no idea who the blond was or of his infamous partner. He only knew that this blond looked like a ripe twink waiting to be plucked and fucked. Seeing Justin on the dance floor alone without the support of his friends Russell decided to make his move.

Russell was a good looking man with pale blue eyes, dark hair with a hint of grey at the temples, well muscled and a few inches taller than Justin. He downed the rest of his beer and made his way to his quarry. As he twisted through the dancing bodies Russell wondered why no one else tried to hit on the boy. Many men danced close but no one made a move on him, those few who did received a small shake of the blond's head. Russell thought the boy was either a tease or just waiting for the right man, little did he know how close to the truth he got. Russell was determined to be that man.

By this point Brian had arrived home, changed into something devastatingly sexy and dark knowing his boy would be dressed completely opposite. Brian hurried to Babylon anxious for their reunion.

Russell approached the blond and danced close. Justin sensed the approach of the man and hesitated a brief second before declining the offer. Most of the men of Babylon and Liberty for that matter knew of Brian and Justin so it usually took only a moment for the would be trick to realize his mistake. No one dared to cross to the line or cross Brian Kinney.

Justin realized the trick wasn't going away. Justin looked up and politely shook his head no but the trick remained persistent. Russell had other ideas and taking no wasn't one of them. Justin had inadvertently danced himself to the far end of the dance floor so that the gang couldn't see his dilemma. Justin stopped dancing to tell the trick to fuck off but Russell laughed it off. No little twink ever turned him down and Justin wasn't going to be his first.

Russell made a grab for the boy trying to pull him over to a secluded spot under a staircase. Justin managed to squirm out of Russell's grip and made a beeline back to the safety of the center of the dance floor. There protected by the writhing bodies Justin relaxed just a bit; Russell pursued.

Russell found Justin and leered, he was growing weary of this game. He lunged at Justin pulling him close to stake a claim.

As Justin began his encounter with Russell, Brian walked through the door of Babylon and stood on the catwalk surveying his territory searching for Justin. He spotted the gang at the bar, no Justin; he scanned the center of the dance floor, no Justin; then out of the corner of his eye Brian caught the flash of the blond head working his way back to the center of the floor with someone in hot pursuit. Brian let out a growl as he made his own path through the crowd pushing and shoving anyone who didn't move fast enough for him. Someone was trying to lay claim to his Justin.

While Justin continued to struggle against Russell, Ben and Emmett finally saw what was happening and started to make their own way onto the floor. The three friends made it to Justin's side as Russell was pulling Justin's body close into his groin and his face to his for a kiss. Then the blond felt himself literally whisked away out of the clutches of the trick and into the waiting arms of Ben and Emmett. Brian stood tall stretching to his full height roaring and growling at the interloper like a lion protecting his mate and his pride. Russell attempted to respond but backed off when he saw he would get no support from anyone in the crowd. Apparently this tall gorgeous man with the flaring hazel eyes reigned supreme. All Russell could do was curse as he slunk off the dance floor and up to the catwalk.

Brian stood shaking with anger and confusion, no not really confusion but it never ceased to amaze him how much he really felt for Justin. The stud of Liberty Avenue was completely and hopelessly in love with Justin and would remain so.

Brain stood shaking, breathing hard, willing himself to be calm as a pale arm snaked around his waist. Brian turned to face Justin who was also shaking but delirious with love and lust to see Brian. Emmett gave Justin a little push into Brian's arms. That's all it took to stop the shaking and start the reunion.

Brian pulled Justin into his arms then lifted his boy for a deep embrace. Justin wrapped his legs about Brian's waist and arms around Brian's neck. The lovers kissed long and deep. Brian released his lover's lips to growl into Justin's ear, "mine." Justin moaned back as he felt Brian punctuate each "mine" with a bite to the left side of the base his neck. The pain was almost unbearable; Brian would bite down and suck leaving marks that Justin would sport for weeks. Justin understood Brian's need to mark him, whimpering and purring into Brian's ear. When Justin responded to Brian with a "yours", the assault on Justin's neck would renew. Only when Justin cried out in true pain did Brian halt his attack. Brian kissed the abused area and released his hold allowing Justin to stand.

The lovers danced.

Justin wanted to go home but Brian was determined to make sure every fag in Babylon knew Justin was his. Brian would not allow them to go home until he was satisfied that his message was heard loud and clear.

As the lovers danced grinding themselves against each other, Russell watched from his perch up on the cat walk. He couldn't stop thinking about the little blond and the tall mystery man. He asked several guys about the two and was able to piece together the story of Brian and Justin. Russell was astonished to learn that this man was the infamous Brian Kinney. Russell was a successful businessman and had every intention of using the Kinney-Taylor agency. Now he wasn't so sure. Russell was also amazed that the little blond twink *wasn't*. Justin's talent and rep in the art world was not wasted on him and Russell's embarrassment grew. Russell watched the stud and his blond along with the rest of Babylon put on their show until Brian was indeed satisfied and ready to go home.

Justin reached up on his toes whispering  "please Brian, home." Brian kissed his lover tenderly and led him off the dance floor and out of the club.

When the lovers made it to Brian's car Brian pinned Justin against the door kissing, groping and grinding. He felt Justin's cock harden and swell. Brian heard his boy moaning and begging to be taken home; Brian's grinding only intensified. Justin continued to plead, "no Brian not this way"; Brian growled against Justin's ear not letting up. Justin's eyes were glazed and he began panting fast. Brian held his boy against the car as he felt Justin cum. As the exhausted artist wobbled and slumped Brian caught him and sat him in the car. Brian drove them home. Justin remained quiet feeling dizzy, emotionally and physically spent.

At their building Brian guided his lover into the elevator and through the loft door. Once inside Brian picked up Justin and carried him to bed.

After gently depositing Justin onto the bed Brian stripped away Justin's clothes. Hovering over the boy Brian inhaled the mixture of Justin's scent. The scent of the boy's favorite shampoo, the scent of Babylon, the scent of Justin's sweat, and the scent of Justin's spunk. Combined it created an intoxicating pheromone that Brian could not resist.

A low guttural moan emanated from deep within Brian's throat echoing throughout the loft. Brian started with Justin's face and proceeded to lick his way over every inch of his boy's body down to his toes. Justin found his voice shouting at Brian, "take off those damn clothes and fuck me now." Brian did as he was commanded.

Bending Justin's knees and planting Justin's feet far apart, Brian exposed the entrance to Brian's desire. Pushing Justin's legs further apart Brian began an oral assault on Justin's waiting hole. When the begging transformed into babble Brian donned a condom and pushed on home. Justin instinctually wound his legs tightly round Brian's waist as Brian pummeled Justin's ass.  Justin's response was to thrust upwards to meet each of Brian's.

Brian, the master of control, rode out the waves of Justin's orgasm. He then pulled out, flipped Justin over positioning Justin's ass high in the air to began another assault with his tongue on the battered hole preparing it for the next round. Hearing his lover groan into the pillow Brian put on a new condom and slid his steel hard cock deep into Justin. Brian furiously pumped Justin's ass while tugging on his cock. The lovers came hard together collapsing in a heap almost falling immediately asleep as Brian covered them both with the duvet.

Several hours later the lovers awoke to renew their reunion. Silently they padded to the shower to wash away the evidence of  their previous sexcapades. This B&J shower was no different from the past. After a quick exchange of protein the lovers emerged from the shower to towel each other off. Returning back to their bed the lovers cuddled.

This time it was Justin who was the aggressor gently nuzzling Brian's neck, tenderly kissing his way down to the dripping cock.

Sucking Brian off first Justin urged Brian onto his belly to bestow upon Brian's hole equal praise while awaiting the answer. Brian grunted his permission. Justin donned a condom preparing himself and Brian. Justin made love to Brian.

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The next business day the partners arrived at the office greeted by 2 dozen roses and two huge fruit baskets. The partners approached their assistant Sam, wondering where all of it came from. Their reply was that a prospective client had made an appointment for later that day and within the hour the flowers and fruit had arrived. The dumbfounded partners eyed each other with mock suspicion then shrugged their shoulders. Justin quipped, "Well, we'll just have to wait and see." The partners shared the fruit amongst the staff and each desk got a rose. Samantha gave Brian the name of the client, "Doesn't ring any bells." As Justin headed for the Art Dept. he told Brian to Google it. While awaiting for the client Brian did a little research.

At the appointed time a well dressed handsome man arrived extending his hand to Brian saying, "Russell Talbert.."


"Mr. Talbert how can we help you?"

During the introductions Justin recognized the man as the trick who attempted to claim him at Babylon, if Brian recognized him he never let on. Justin remained at the meeting long enough to get the ideas for the art work portion of the campaign then excused himself. He felt uncomfortable and although he was able to hide it from Talbert, Justin was sure Brian was aware of it.

By the end of the meeting Talbert was signed aboard and smugly thought he had pulled it off, Kinney didn't recognize him. As they shook hands Brian showed Talbert out but held onto Talbert's hand giving it a little squeeze. Stepping in close to the man Brian whispered low, "Don't get the impression that flowers and fruit will cut it the next time because there will be no next time."

Talbert nodded with his understanding. "Good, I'm glad we've reached an agreement." Nothing further was said as Brian released Talbert's hand.

After Talbert left the office and Brian calmed he buzzed Justin in the Art Dept. "Justin could you come to my office?"

"Sure Bri."

As Justin walked through the door Brian barked at his assistant, "Sam hold all calls for an hour!"


"Sure thing Boss"


Brian shut and locked the door. "Come here Sunshine."

Brian embraced his confused partner while removing Justin's turtleneck sweater. Brian licked the marks on the left side of Justin's neck as he fondled his boy. As Justin started to melt into Brian's arms Brian bit down on the right side of Justin's neck...

"Mine"


"Yours"