Custody

Part 6

Justin tugged on Brian's tie pulling him out of the elevator. They had been kissing and groping and rubbing all the way up to their floor.

"Come on, old man," Justin said as he tugged harder. "I've got plans for you."

"You better. I need to work off all those calories from the fucking sundae Gus made me eat."

"He was so cute trying to look all grown up while he was telling us about talking to a judge."

"Yeah," Brian said with a soft smile playing around his lips. "He's some kid."

"And he did great from what Lindsay said."

"As great as we could hope for," Brian agreed while unlocking the door to the loft.

"Don't sound so down. I'm sure you're going to get your rights back."

"From your mouth…"

"Brian, with Debbie's testimony and Gus' good words about you, it's going to be fine."

"When did you get to be such an optimist?"

"It sure as shit wasn't from hanging around you," Justin said yanking Brian into the loft and slamming the door.

"Am I really that much of a downer?"

"I prefer to think of you as a challenge."

Brian smiled slightly, and then a frown creased his brow. "Do you think I'm handing my pessimism on to Gus?"

Justin sighed. "Gus is too young to really understand pessimism … or snark for that matter. Gus loves you and in his eyes you can do no wrong."

"Then I guess I better be careful about how I act around him," Brian said with a worried look.

"Just be yourself and love him back. That's what's most important."

"You should write a book of philosophy," Brian said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Don't you mean a book of wearisome clichés … to quote someone who shall remain nameless?" Justin retorted.

"No, that's not what I mean. I appreciate your advice."

"Are you trying to kill me?" Justin asked clutching his chest.

"What?" Brian demanded looking put upon.

"I can't believe you actually said that you appreciated my advice!"

"Is that what I said? I think you heard wrong," Brian chuckled.

"Bastard! I'm going to fuck you into the mattress. Get up here!" Justin ordered removing clothes and making his way to the bedroom.

"I beg your pardon," Brian said with that condescending tone to his voice.

"Oh, you'll be begging all right," Justin declared.

"Cocky little twat, aren't you?" Brian smiled.

"Only when I know I'm right."

"And you think you're going to fuck me?"

"I know it."

"I don't think so."

"You know you always say that and then you really enjoy it," Justin said flashing Brian one of his best smiles.

"Is that right?"

Justin nodded. "Come on. We'll take a shower and you can do whatever you want to me in there and then I get to top you in bed."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

Brian snorted and decided that since he liked the shower part of that scenario he would go along with it at least that far. Once under the warm water they lathered each other and scrubbed all the right places. Justin jerked Brian off until he was almost ready to cum. Before that happened Brian pulled Justin against him using a searing kiss to stop the hand action. Justin moaned into the kiss as Brian's fingers found his hole.

"Turn around, little boy," Brian ordered when he released Justin's mouth.

Justin gasped already on the edge. Sometimes Brian's kisses were almost enough to make him cum. He turned and leaned against the glass spreading his legs and offering up his beautiful ass.

Brian smiled and inserted a finger. Justin's head leaned back longing for another kiss. Brian was happy to oblige. The kiss lingered as Brian worked on Justin's hole opening him up for what was to come. When Brian finally entered him Justin was more than ready. He made soft grunting sounds as Brian plowed his ass, all the while pushing back and demanding more. Brian's beautiful cock filled him again and again until he was ready to explode.

"God, Brian, so good," Justin moaned as Brian upped the tempo.

Brian's hand reached around pulling Justin fully onto his cock. His fingers stroked along the boy's hardness making Justin pant. Brian held him against him issuing a series of rapid, short jabs into the spasming hole. Justin let out a huge groan and shot his load all over the glass. Brian was not far behind him. He held onto the suddenly limp boy as they each rode out their orgasm.

"Fuck, Brian! That was intense," Justin gasped as he turned his head seeking Brian's lips once again. They kissed long and slow as the waves of pleasure began to subside and Brian's softening dick slipped out of its desired home.

The water washed over them rinsing away any remnants of what they had just done. Justin reached for the shower door ready to get dried off. Brian grabbed his hand and pulled him against his body.

"I'm not done yet," Brian said with an evil grin.

"Yes, you are. It's my turn," Justin replied.

"You said I could do whatever I wanted to do to you in the shower. I'm not done yet."

"Are you going to make us stand here until the water runs cold, all so I don't get to top you?" Justin asked indignantly.

Brian grinned lasciviously. "There's lots of things we can do with the water off," Brian stated turning off the already cooling water supply.

"Then I'm getting out."

"You didn't specify that the water had to be running in the shower," Brian smirked his tongue in cheek.

Justin groaned. "So what did you have in mind?" he asked realizing that Brian had him over the proverbial barrel. He hadn't specified that they had to be washing or having the water running. He had merely said that Brian could have his way with him in the shower.

"I prefer to show you rather than explain," Brian grinned.

"Oh?"

Brian dropped to his knees and proceeded to give Justin an incredible blowjob that left the boy breathless and gasping for air from the intensity of his orgasm. Once he recovered enough to have a coherent thought, Justin reached for the shower door again. Brian's hand stopped him and Justin let out another groan. He now understood Brian's plan. Brian would do every trick in the book to make Justin come, fully expecting that at some point Justin would be too tired or too drained to want to fuck Brian.

Justin felt himself pushed back against the back wall of the shower where Brian began a round of kissing that was guaranteed to arouse even the most tired of dicks. In spite of himself Justin felt his cock harden as Brian continued to ravage his mouth. It got even harder as Brian's hand took hold and began to jerk him off. Justin panted and moaned into Brian's mouth that continued to assault his own. He came with another shattering orgasm.

"Brian," Justin moaned as Brian leaned against him to keep him upright against the back wall of the shower. His legs had suddenly turned to jello.

"One more for good measure," Brian said turning the shaky boy and leaning him against the wall. Brian readied his dick and slowly entered the boy. He would make this one long and slow and exquisite. Justin would be so exhausted at the end of it that he would be happy to fall into bed and go right to sleep.

That was exactly what happened as Brian guided Justin to their bed. The boy could hardly walk after his fourth orgasm in a very short span of time.

"Nighty, night, princess," Brian cooed as he drew the covers over them.

"Hmm," Justin replied before he drifted off to slumber land.

"Youngsters, built for speed not endurance," Brian chuckled to himself very satisfied how he had handled the situation.

However, the next morning, Brian awoke to the feel of a finger up his ass. Not long after Justin's dick followed, and the boy plowed him better than Brian remembered having been fucked in a long time. They both arrived at court with a well fucked look on their faces and a much calmer demeanor than they had left with the previous day. Lindsay looked at the two of them and smiled knowingly before giving Brian a hug.

"What?" Brian demanded.

Lindsay chuckled. "Nothing," she said grinning. She noted how gingerly Brian lowered himself into his seat beside his attorney.

Justin leaned across the railing and touched Brian's arm. The simple gesture was not lost on Lindsay as they all waited for the judge to appear. Melanie sat at her table with her lawyer. She didn't look as confident as she had in the past few days. Brian couldn't help but gloat a little bit. Maybe everything was going to work out as it should.

The door to the judge's chambers opened and everyone in the court held their breath as Judge Whittaker took her seat. She looked around the room and then cleared her throat.

"I am ready to rule on the matter of legal parental rights in the case of Gus Marcus-Peterson."

Everyone looked up at the judge waiting for her to continue. She hesitated for just a moment and then began again.

"This is not the usual type of case that comes before me. Since all of the parties involved happen to be gay, I thought at first that that might be the reason for the unusual aspects of this case." The judge stopped and looked around the courtroom studying Lindsay and Brian and Melanie. "However, I've come to realize that the homosexual factor has little to do with the problems involved. We have three people who entered into an arrangement in order to have children. Two of them, Ms Peterson and Mr. Kinney were longtime friends. The other, Ms Marcus, being the partner of Ms Peterson, agreed to the verbal contract of having Mr. Kinney father the child that would be produced."

The judge took a deep breath. "I used that word 'fathered' because Mr. Kinney is the biological father of Gus Marcus-Peterson. He will always be that, and that title cannot be taken away from him."

Brian looked at the judge and then glanced back at Justin and Lindsay who also had taken the judge's words as encouraging. He smiled just a little.

"However," the judge continued, "at some point after Gus was born Mr. Kinney agreed to relinquish his parental rights. I have the papers that he signed to that effect here in front of me. These are legally binding documents."

Melanie looked over at Brian giving him a look of triumph. Brian glowered in response and turned his attention back to the judge.

"That is why we are here today, to see if these documents should be overturned. There are a few reasons that might lead to such a course of action. Mr. Kinney claims that he gave up his rights in order to help the ladies get back together. That seems to have worked for a period of time, but we are now at the stage where the women have split, even though another child has been brought into the family. I hope I will not be adjudicating the future of that young lady one day down the line."

Michael and Melanie glanced at each other and shrugged.

"I have listened to conflicting testimony about the character of Mr. Kinney. It seems that he has a very checkered past, one which he does not deny. I have to say that I was impressed with the honesty and forthrightness of Mr. Kinney. Despite his past he claims to have changed and is now in a settled relationship. That is certainly to his credit. Furthermore, one of Ms Marcus' own witnesses has testified to these changes. I am inclined to believe that Mr. Kinney is making an effort to get his life together and really wants to be a part of his son's life as well."

Justin reached across the railing and squeezed Brian's shoulder. Brian let out a long breath. This sounded good.

"Having spoken with Gus who is a very bright and attentive young man, I have some things to say to all of you." The judge looked knowingly at Brian and Melanie. "Gus loves his father a great deal. He is looking forward to going to the zoo with you, Mr. Kinney. I hope you won't disappoint him."

Brian smiled and said, "I don't intend to." Melanie glowered.

"On the other hand Gus tells me that he doesn't see much of you, Ms Marcus. I realize you have another child now, but it is evident that Gus loves you and considers you his mother. I hope you are not going to disappoint your son."

"No, your honor," Melanie said softly realizing that the writing was on the wall.

"I find that there is no reason to prevent Mr. Kinney from having legal rights to his son. We can set up visitation schedules later, but Mr. Kinney is to have reasonable access to his son until that is done. I sincerely hope that the three of you can put your differences aside and consider what is best for Gus. You in particular, Ms Marcus, have some responsibility to be more civil with Mr. Kinney. For a man who has had no rights to the child he has done far more than many men who refuse to support their children regardless of what the court decrees. I find he has acted very responsibly in this matter."

Brian let out a sigh and smiled at the judge. He had gained everything that he had hoped for.

"One last thing," the judge said. "If things remain tense amongst you three, as I have seen in this courtroom, I may have to adjust this decision. I am prepared to review this case in six months. I hope to find a more settled and agreeable atmosphere in which Gus can prosper. You are very lucky to have such a beautiful little boy. That's all. We stand adjourned."

The judge got up and left the courtroom. Justin came flying around the barrier and grabbed Brian in a big hug. They were quickly joined by Lindsay.

Melanie watched them congratulate each other. Finally she could stand it no longer and advanced on the trio. Her chest heaved with anger.

"You all look so fucking smug," Mel yelled. "I hope you're happy, Lindsay, because you have just ensured that your son will be associating with this asshole for many years to come. That is, if we can be sure he'll be around, given his past track record." She spit the words at Brian.

"Oh, I'll be here all right," Brian barked. "If only to see you fuck everything up. Keep acting like this, and we may be back here in six months asking the judge to terminate your parental rights for Gus."

Melanie's mouth twisted into an ugly sneer. She bit back the harsh expletives she wanted to scream at the arrogant son of a bitch. Instead she stormed out of the court.

"Let's go see my son," Brian said with a smile. "I can't wait to see him."

"What are you going to tell him?" Lindsay asked.

"I could tell him that his bitch of a mother lost her court case. I'd like to tell him that he never has to see her smug face again." Lindsay and Justin shook their heads at him. "But I think I'll just tell him that I love him."

The three linked arms and made their way out of the court.