Wild Child

Chapter 29

Justin, Brian and Gus were enjoying a greasy and very delicious dinner at the diner. The two younger men had actually convinced Brian to have a burger just like they were having. They watched Brian pick at the burger and fries and had to smile.

"You can actually take a big bite of that, Dad," Gus suggested. "It's allowed."

"It won't bite back," Justin laughed.

"Ha, ha, ha," Brian laughed in his little falsetto voice. He grabbed the burger and ripped off a big chunk that he could barely chew because his mouth was so full.

"There's my manly man!" Justin crowed and Brian smiled around his mouthful of meat.

"Well, I do declare," a voice said from behind them. "It's Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor … here together."

They turned and looked. Justin gasped, "Emmett, is that really you?"

"In all my glory! Sweet cheeks, how the hell are you? How long have you been here? Why haven't you called me?"

"I've been here about a week. I have a show in town. And you look fabulous!"

"Thanks, hon," Emmett responded with his big gap-toothed grin. "This is Chuckie," Emmett added introducing a well muscled young man who stood behind him. Everyone nodded and said hello. "We're just going to grab some takeout. We're going back to my place for a … good time," Emmett said noting Gus listening intently. ""Is this Gus? My God, you look so much like your father." Gus grinned. "Call me soon," Emmett ordered Justin. He went over to the counter to choose what they were going to eat.

"Let's go," Brian said throwing down some money on the table. "See ya, Emmett," Brian called as they made their way outside. "Hope that didn't upset you," Brian said to Justin.

Justin smiled. Brian obviously had listened to Justin's apprehension about how the old gang would accept him. It didn't seem like Emmett held any grudge, but then grudges weren't really in Emmett's nature. Maybe Emmett was the place to start re-establishing relationships with his old friends in Pittsburgh, that is, if he truly intended to stay. And Brian would be there to help him, just like Brian had looked out for him, getting them out of the diner in case it was uncomfortable for him. Justin casually placed his hand in Brian's.

Brian smiled over at Justin as they walked to the Jeep. He had obviously done the right thing in the diner. It was good to know that some of his instincts were still working. After the colossal mess with Greg Fernley, he had begun to doubt his decisions. But one thing he had never doubted was that he wanted Justin back in his life.

As they arrived at the Jeep, Brian knew this was the moment of truth. "Do you want to come back to Britin with Gus and me or should I take you to your mother's?" Brian asked and then held his breath waiting for Justin's answer.

Justin felt his heart begin to race. This was the moment of decision that he had known was coming all day. He glanced down and noticed that his hand was still inside Brian's. That was exactly where he wanted it to be. "I'd like to go home with you and Gus, if that's what you want," he said softly. He ventured a glance into Brian's eyes.

Brian felt tears of relief well up in his eyes. "I want that so much," he said continuing his policy of baring his soul to Justin. He pulled Justin into a hug.

"Then let's go," Justin said squeezing Brian back.

"Yay!" Gus whooped and flung his arms around Justin and his father's necks.

"Happy, are you?" Brian laughed as he hugged Gus back, glad to see Gus so pleased with this turn of events, almost as happy as Brian himself was.

"Let's go home, Dad," Gus said with a big smile.

By the time they arrived at Britin they were all singing along with some old songs on the radio. They went inside to find Mrs. Hadley had made cookies, so they had cookies and milk in the kitchen. Mrs. Hadley asked if she might leave shortly to go to her daughter's. They were having a Labor Day party and her daughter wanted Mrs. Hadley's help in getting everything ready.

All the men agreed that they could look after themselves the following day, so Mrs. Hadley took her leave. Gus decided he wanted to have a swim, but Brian and Justin decided to go have a drink in the library. Brian turned on the BOSE to the same station they had been listening to in the car. Justin poured them a drink and they leaned against each other as they sat on the sofa listening to the old familiar songs.

"This is nice," Brian said after a while.

"Yeah, it is."

"I … I was afraid you wouldn't come back here tonight."

"I wasn't sure I was going to," Justin said softly and took a sip of his drink.

"Why not?"

"Because I knew if I came here, it meant more than just a visit."

"What does it mean?"

"I think it means that I'm willing to give it another try if you want to."

"I do," Brian said setting down his drink and pulling Justin into his arms. "I've never wanted anything so much."

"It's what I want too. I like this new and improved Brian Kinney."

Brian smiled. "I kind of like him too."

Then, as if on cue, the radio began to play "Save the Last Dance for Me". Brian felt Justin freeze in his arms. He looked down into Justin's face.

"That's the song from the prom, isn't it?" Justin asked.

Brian nodded. "Did you ever remember?"

Justin shook his head sadly. "No, all I remember is you trying to get me to dance to it at the loft."

"Very unsuccessfully," Brian remembered.

"Yeah."

"Let's dance to it now," Brian suggested.

"No," Justin said not wanting to be unable to dance like the other time they had tried.

"It's just you and me. Come on," Brian said standing up and holding out his hand for Justin to take.

Reluctantly Justin placed his hand in Brian's and felt himself pulled up. Brian led him out to the foyer where there was an unobstructed place to twirl around. He intended to give Justin the full treatment. Brian took Justin's hand and held him in position. He put his forehead against Justin's.

"Relax and close your eyes."

"How can I see what you're doing?"

"Don't see, feel. Just trust me."

Justin closed his eyes and let his body go kind of limp. He felt Brian take a step and moved his foot accordingly. He felt them sway to the music and his feet followed Brian's. They danced around the foyer. Justin ventured to open his eyes. He could see Brian's beautiful face beaming back at him.

Brian raised his arm and Justin put his arm behind his back and spun around and around as Brian walked him across the foyer. Then he pulled Justin in and dipped him way over backwards. Justin laughed and his sunshine smile was radiant as Brian pulled him up. They twirled around some more swaying to the music, eyes locked together, moving as one. Then Brian picked up Justin and spun him around, his feet completely off the floor. When he set his partner down Brian captured the familiar lips in a long sensuous kiss, just like the one they had shared the night of the prom.

The music ended and a breathless Justin looked up into Brian's eyes. "Is that how we danced at the prom?"

"Pretty much," Brian replied.

"We must have knocked their socks off. I didn't know I could dance like that. I didn't know you could dance like that."

Brian laughed gently. "Neither did I, but I was inspired that night and so were you."

"Was it ridiculously romantic?"

"Absolutely."

"You guys were amazing," Gus said from the doorway that led to the kitchen. He had just come out of the pool and had a towel wrapped around his waist.

"How long have you been watching?" Brian asked.

"I saw most of your dance. You were so … beautiful together. I … I didn't want to interrupt."

"It's okay, Gus," Justin said gently. "I'm glad you let us finish the dance. It's one to remember."

"Yeah," Gus agreed. "I'm going to bed. Night, you guys."

"Night, Gus," they both said as Gus made his way upstairs.

"I could use another drink," Justin said.

They went back into the library listening to the next old tune. It was "Lover Boy" by Queen.

"Didn't that used to be your theme song," Justin laughed.

Brian poured them each a drink, and looked thoughtfully over at Justin. "Maybe at one time it was, but it hasn't been for a while now. And I don't ever want it to be again."

"What do you want, Brian?" Justin asked taking a sip of his drink. He really wanted to hear how Brian would answer that.

"I want you here with me … and Gus. I want to have a happy, peaceful life. I want Gus to be okay."

"Those are great goals," Justin said seriously. "Remember when you wanted nothing more than to go to New York?"

"Yeah," Brian replied. "I wanted no encumbrances, nothing holding me back."

"Including me … or Gus."

Brian nodded. "Times have changed, and so have I."

"I can see that."

"I'm glad you believe me."

"I do," Justin said honestly. "But I need to know some things."

"What things?"

"How do you see this working … this, whatever it is … between you and me?"

"I'm not sure what you mean," Brian said with a frown.

"Do you want to get married like Michael and Ben … or have a commitment ceremony like Lindsay and Mel?"

"We're not Michael and Ben, and we most assuredly are not Melanie and Lindsay. We tried the marriage thing once, and I don't think that's for us."

"I agree, but what are we then?"

"I'd like us to be committed partners," Brian said waiting to see Justin's reaction.

"And what does that mean … exactly?"

"Remember the first time you said that to me?" Brian chuckled.

"Yeah, we were discussing rimming, I think."

"Something like that," Brian laughed.

"But what do you mean?" Justin pursued, needing to know the answer to his question.

"What do I mean?" Brian said thoughtfully. "I want us to be committed to each other, no other tricks, no other lovers." Justin noted the distinction and couldn't help but think of Greg and then Ethan. He nodded his approval to that. "I want us to live here … or wherever you decide. Make that wherever we decide." Justin smiled. "I want Gus to be a big part of our lives. I'm never backing away from him again. I don't know how I could have been stupid enough to do that in the first place."

"Wow!" Justin reacted.

"Don't you like what I said? Is it too much?" Brian asked apprehensively.

"No, no, not at all. I couldn't think of anything better than what you just described."

"You mean that?"

Justin nodded and smiled. "You know," Justin said getting a funny look on his face. "Britin, God I hate that name, is not exactly the place of my dreams."

"It isn't?" Brian frowned. "But it has all the things you said you wanted."

"I didn't see a pony," Justin giggled.

"That could be arranged," Brian said with a straight face.

"Jesus, I don't want a fucking pony!"

"I know," Brian laughed. "I was just yanking your chain. But what's wrong with Britin … besides the name? And if I recollect correctly it was you who named it."

Justin made a face. He had come up with that name, but more as a joke than anything else. "It's kind of staid and predictable," Justin said honestly. "I never thought you'd pick a place like this."

"I never thought I would either, but I thought that it was what you wanted."

"I should never have said that I wanted those things," Justin admitted.

"So you don't think you could live here?"

"I have been living here on and off for a few days now."

"You know I want that to be permanent," Brian corrected.

"Yeah, and somehow this place has kind of grown on me, but it really needs some furniture."

Brian groaned. "That's what asshole Greg kept saying."

"That may be the only thing he was right about."

"Ya think?" Brian chuckled. It was good that they could both mention Greg's name without animosity or getting angry about him. If nothing else Greg Fernley had shown Brian how much better a person Justin was, and how much Brian needed Justin back in his life. On the other hand, Greg had shown Justin how desperate Brian had become. He had begun to doubt himself, and was grasping at straws. Justin had not seen any of that since Greg's hasty departure.

"I think we need to make this place a home," Justin stated.

Brian smiled. "I could buy into that."

"I'm kinda getting to like this place, and Gus is situated in school now. So we should stay here. Besides I love Mrs. Hadley."

Brian laughed. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

"Not in the last few minutes."

"Then let me rectify that oversight." Brian turned on the sofa and pulled Justin into his arms. "I love you," he whispered and then kissed Justin softly. "I love you," he repeated and kissed Justin hard. "I love you." Brian's lips refused to leave Justin's for several long minutes. They both groaned when the kiss was broken. Hard cocks ached inside their jeans and each body burned to be consumed by the other.

"Let's go to bed," Justin whispered against Brian's neck.

"I thought you'd never ask."

Justin took Brian's hand and Brian led them up the stairs. When they reached Brian's bedroom, Justin halted.

"What?" Brian asked. "You haven't changed your mind, have you?"

Justin smiled. "No, but I thought maybe it was time we gave that four poster in the master bedroom a workout."

"I thought you couldn't stay in that room?" Brian remembered.

"I said I couldn't stay there … by myself. But this time you'll be with me."

"That's true," Brian grinned. Still holding hands, they made their way down the hall.

Inside his bedroom which was across the hall from Brian's old bedroom, Gus heard the whispered conversation. His smile grew bigger as his father and Justin made the decision to sleep in the master bedroom. He let out a little triumphant, "Yes!" as he heard them move down the hall. He'd have to find a new favorite spot in the house, but that was all right with him. Gus rolled over. Now he could go to sleep without worrying about his father.

Brian opened the door to the master bedroom. He and Justin entered and stood looking at the big four poster.

"I feel like a fucking little virgin," Justin whispered nervously, and Brian could almost feel him trembling through their linked hands.

"It is kind of like our wedding night," Brian whispered back.

"Yeah, I guess it is. But we've already fucked a million times."

"But this will be different," Brian stated.

"Will it?"

"Yes." And with that he pulled Justin into his arms for another long and glorious kiss.

"Shower?" Brian asked as Justin leaned against him.

Justin nodded and they went into the huge master bath. The walk-through shower was turned on and they spent some time under the warm water. Kissing and sucking and turning each other on were the order of the day. When they emerged a short time later Brian pulled Justin into a big fluffy towel. He dried off his lover, each rub a gentle caress to every place on Justin's body. Justin returned the favor drying Brian slowly and carefully before they made their way together back into the bedroom.

Together they threw back the bedspread and removed the cushions. A sheet was all they would want since it was a warm September night. Brian opened a window and a gentle breeze filled the room. With tender, loving care Brian took his new partner into his arms. Kissing him gently he backed Justin up until his knees touched the edge of the bed. Tenderly he pushed Justin back until he was sprawled half on the bed. Justin raised his legs and lay fully on his back. He held his arms out to Brian who slid atop him pressing his body the length of Justin's. They fit together as they always had, their bodies melding into all the right spots. Cocks trapped between them, Brian began rubbing against the body beneath him. He felt Justin arch up into his movements. He loved the way Justin was always so ready for him. A small moan escaped each of them as they savored the intimate contact.

"I love you," Justin whispered. "Make love to me."

"I love you more than you'll ever know. And I want nothing more than to make love to you," Brian declared.

Brian took Justin's hands in his and forced them above his lover's head. He twined their fingers together as he kissed Justin to within an inch of his life.

"I need you inside me … now!" Justin moaned.

Brian quickly suited up and squirted lube into Justin's ass. Justin gasped at the cold and then smiled as he felt it warm up inside him. Brian raised Justin's legs and set them on his shoulders. He positioned his cock at Justin's waiting hole.

"This is the first time," Brian whispered. "The first time of the rest of our lives."

Justin's radiant smile blazed from the pillow as Brian slowly entered him. Brian leaned in and sucked on Justin's bottom lip.

"I love you," he declared finally realizing that he had held those words back for so long. He couldn't begin to calculate what his reticence to them had cost him.

Slowly he began his movements in and out. He watched Justin's face as his pleasure grew. He angled his strokes hitting the spots that he knew Justin loved. Justin arched up into Brian meeting each thrust and savoring the impact. They clung to each other holding on to all the good times they had had together and erasing all the bad memories. Each silently vowed that they would never let the same things keep them apart again.

Their passion grew as Brian directed them to the ultimate release that awaited them. Brian felt his balls draw up and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He wanted Justin to come without having to touch his cock. Brian sucked in a deep breath and continued his rhythm.

Justin felt Brian renew his efforts. He knew that Brian wanted to come without having to stroke him off. Justin smiled as he saw the sweat stand out on Brian's brow. The man was pouring everything he had into their lovemaking. Justin felt his own orgasm growing.

"Fuck, Brian! More, right there," he whispered to Brian.

Brian nodded and thrust anew.

And then it was over. The world spun around and everything exploded in a rainbow of colors. Brian felt himself fall on top of Justin and he couldn't do a thing about it. Justin didn't seem to mind because his arms came around Brian holding him close. They lay wrapped in each other's arms all sticky and wet.

"I love you," Justin whispered against Brian's hair.

"And I love you," Brian replied as his regained some of his senses. He slid to the side as he reached for the sheet pulling it over them. He snuggled into Justin's side, let out a contented sigh and promptly fell asleep.

Justin smiled as he listened to Brian's even breathing. He slid his hand into Brian's once again. Brian's arm lay across his hip and it felt perfect there. Justin felt lighter and happier and more content than he had in a long, long time. With Brian's arm around him he was safe and wanted. Finally he slept too.