Sunday November 12th Hyatt Hotel at 11: 36 am

He rolled onto his side and upon feeling in an exquisite warmth there he wrapped his arms around the mound of warmness, pulling it closer. Then realizing the warmth was in fact a living and breathing human being Justin nuzzled his head in between the crook of neck and shoulder as he pressed his morning stiffy onto the warm and pleasant back. Under the blankets he encircled his hand over the too, erect cock and began to stroke, making moans pour out as he did. He bit on his shoulder softly and if he hadn’t been sure who it was before, he was now, and it definitely wasn’t Ethan.

Gregory pushed his small rounded ass back moving it along Justin’s cock so he bit harder on his shoulder making the former groan. Finally opening his eyes, he trailed kisses up and down Gregory’s neck and his slightly freckled shoulder blades.

“That feels nice,” he moaned running his hand through his blond locks.

“You want me to fuck you?” Justin purred into his ear biting on it softly.

“Yes,” he moaned out as Justin’s stroked his cock faster.

Then moving away and jerking the blanket off their bodies Justin ordered, “Roll over.”

Gregory immediately acceded hugging onto one of the pillows and bringing his hips high enough that the enticing puckered hole was in clear view for Justin’s admiration. Justin looked away only long enough to grab a condom and lube, then kissing along the long and broad back he lubed the palm of his hand. He slid in one long finger and Gregg moaned, then he slid in two fingers delighting in the way Gregory pushed back on his fingers. Justin knew there wouldn’t be much preparation needed since he had fucked both Ethan and Gregory through the early morning hours until they had all blacked out. His dick was perpetually hard and it was all Brian Kinney’s fault. Last night was as if he was some insatiable cavemen who couldn’t get enough, pounding into their tight and warm asses until they were too exhausted to continue (perhaps the multiple tablets of E had also aided in his relentless stamina). He barely even remembered getting out of the shower and into bed.

Deciding that he was ready Justin pulled away enough to rip open the condom and slip it on. When Justin pushed his head in through the first ring of muscles Gregory hissed just like he always did when Justin’s big mushroom head stretched him out. However, this time Justin didn’t go slowly he pushed in all the way making him gasp and then bite on the pillow.

“You good?” Justin asked breathlessly.

Gregory only nodded and that was enough for Justin so he pulled back out of the agonizingly tight hole making sure to stimulate his prostate (he was pleased to find that he didn’t need much angling considering the large size of his head). A couple of thrusts later and Gregory was moving his hips to match his rhythm so taking that as an indication he rammed hard and fast into him as the tall dark-haired teen moaned and bucked his hips to take him in deeper.  God I love sex.

Justin reached over and started jerking off the pretty and freckled dick as he pounded tirelessly into the engulfing warmth of a tight ass, a feeling he had instantly loved. Though he was still not very good at maneuvering the simultaneous jerking and thrusting, it seemed however, to be enough stimulation for Gregory because he moaned and groaned as Justin’s balls slapped his ass every time he pushed in deep. The incomparable feeling of muscles tightening around his thick cock told him he was close, and indeed not even a second later he felt as Gregory’s dick shot a load of cum onto the bed and his hand. Biting down on his lower lip Justin gripped the side of his hips hard and with one, two, and three more thrusts he spilled his seed inside Gregory and into the condom.

Gregory whose voice was sore with all the debauchery from last night and all the moaning and yelling he had been doing said in a raspy and out of breath voice, “Fuck…Justin, that was…fucking…amazing.”

Justin laughed (his voice raspy too) and slapped his ass as he pulled out of him and tied up the condom.  He turned over unto his back and then got up to throw it into the trash bin.

“You know, I finally see what Ethan saw in you,” said Justin conversationally as he handed Gregory a towel after wiping off his own hand.

“Ditto. Are little Ethan does know how to pick them.” They both laughed. “Shower?” asked Gregory after they had sobered up.

“I’m game.”

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Ethan was waiting for them in the living room when they came out laughing with the sole purpose of getting the drinking started early.

“Hey, you’re here!” Gregory said and even if Justin hadn’t watch him pop a pill of E about half an hour ago he would have still had no doubt that he was completely high.

“Yeah, I’m here,” said Ethan slightly amused as Gregg peppered his face with kisses.

Justin shook his head and went over to the bar and took out three glasses. “How was brunch with the parents and do you want a drink?”

“Yes, please. And brunch was the usual. Mom wished I had brought my friends and dad talked about my future and how is essential to make plans, and then they both congratulated me on booking the temporary spot in the New York symphony for the holidays. Oh, and that was my way of also telling you guys,” he was speaking so fast he almost finished the last breathlessly.

“Oh Wow. Congratulations!” said Justin instantly beaming from ear to ear.

“That’s…yeah…congrats.” said Gregory almost in unison with Justin.

“Yeah so ummm, thanks,” he said to them both as Justin handed him a drink clinking their glasses together with a hint of a smirk and a wink of his eyes.

“Thanks,” said Gregg as Justin also handed him his drink.

“So listen Justin, I mean I’m allowed to bring someone with me and well, I would like you to come with me.”

“I would love to,” said Justin without thinking and at that moment he would blame the E and the whiskey he had basically just inhaled in one swig.

Ethan beamed but then it faltered as he turned to Gregg who had walked away in the direction of the door, he opened it and was out without a word.

“I should have been more thoughtful, huh,” said Justin his eyes still on the door.

Ethan sighed. “He’ll get over it, plus this was the best way.” said Ethan as if he had thought out many scenarios in his head of the outcome of this moment.

“What do you mean?” he asked turning back to the brunette.

“Well it had to be a direct approach.”

“And you don’t think it was a bit harsh?”

“Well yeah but no point in letting him think I was still taking him with me. This weekend was great and all but I am not going to hide who I am, not anymore.”

“And who’s asking you? Gregg?”

“Well not in so many words. But last night he fucking told me that he loved me, that he fucking loved me, I mean after all this time, Why now?”

“Because he feels it?”

“Maybe, but he is not willing to come out. You know he has this whole “I’m bi, why should I?” thing going on.”

“Right, so?” said Justin not sure where this was going.

“I practiced for that audition day and night and in a way, it was a way of distracting myself from his rejection and when I asked him I was so desperate for him to take me back. Even though he didn’t outright refuse the invitation he didn’t exactly give me an affirmative answer either and back then I hadn’t met you yet and so much has changed since then.”

“So, you asked me because you didn’t want to give Gregory the wrong idea of this weekend and your explaining yourself to me, because you don’t me to get the wrong idea?”

“Yeah, exactly,” Ethan responded with a sheepish smile.

Justin chuckled and mused, “Glad we clarified that.”

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 “So?”

“So, what?”

“So now he’s spooked because I told him I loved him?” Gregory said all over a sudden as soon as the faucet in the shower was turned on. “I heard you.”

“Heard me?” asked Justin genuinely confused.

“When I left, I realized I didn’t have any fucking shoes so I turned back and I noticed I hadn’t closed the door all the way and I heard the two of you.”

“Oh, oh,” said Justin not liking where this was going but he answered the question anyways, “And well, I think is more that he doesn’t trust it…”

Gregory let out a harsh guttural type of snort.

“You know what you have to do don’t you?”

With angry eyes Gregory directed his gaze to Justin. “What?”

“Just come out.”

“But I’m not even gay so, why should I?”

Justin sighed. “Fine then come out as a bisexual, cuz you’re obviously not straight. You can’t keep treating him like your dirty little secret because let’s face it, that shit is fucking tiring and simply not worth it.”

“It’s not that simple. Plus, are you sure that’s what you want?”

Justin shrugged. The honest, not to mention selfish answer was no, but he would also not stand in their way.

“I’m not the new student who has nothing to lose. Rob might be okay with it but the rest of my teammates won’t be as understanding. In the back of their minds they’ll always be wondering ‘Gregg took too long in the shower, was he watching me?’ ‘Gregg had a hard on, what if he tries to put the moves on me?’ and so on. Moreover, Maya will die but not before murdering me, or telling the headmaster, which will lead to my parents knowing. And what then? Then they’ll send me to another school or probably military school just like they warned. I will be trapped, alone, and miserable. The promise of a soccer scholarship will be gone, and I’ll be back at their mercy stuck going to whatever school my parents choose, and I will never see him again. And most importantly I’m not you, “the proud, fuck what everyone else thinks type of a person.” I’m not willing to sacrifice all that for him. So maybe he is right, he should stand clear. But, I don’t want him to. Why does everyone have to know what we mean to each other? Why can’t just us knowing be enough?”

Justin swallowed, maybe Gregg had already too much to drink. What is up with all the emotional declarations today? And why the fuck do I find myself in the middle of it. He absolutely did not sign up for this shit.

“Maybe you’re right but it’s not what Ethan wants or needs, and it’s also not fair to him to keep being the little secret you love in close quarters and toss aside in the crowd. But I also understand that you have a lot to lose.”

Gregory rubbed his face and then ran his large hands through his hair. “So, what can I do?”

“I can’t tell you that man,” Justin said with a shrug. “But I do suggest you tone down on the drinking.”

It was Gregg’s turn to shrug and finish the drink he had placed on the coffee table.

Justin rolled his eyes and turned to enjoy more pleasurable things, like joining Ethan in the shower.

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A diner a few blocks from Proteus at 5:45 pm

“I have never seen so many hom-“ Chris started but stopped when Rob elbowed him on the ribs, whom was sitting on his left in a booth.

“Yeah well, we are in a diner in the gay Mecca of Buffalo,” said Emily as if she frequented these types of places all the time and it wasn’t her first time.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

“But why are we here?” said Maya as she eyed the place disdainfully.

“Quit being a prude Maya, come on is good to experience different lifestyles, you know.”

Justin wasn’t sure if Maya knew, because he sure didn’t know what the fuck Emily was talking about. Well that was until she said, “Oh look Prof. Kinney just walked in.”

Without even meaning to do it his head turned in the direction of Emily’s pointing finger to in fact see Professor Kinney making his way over to the counter.

Maya gasped and gaped while everyone else froze in place staring daggers at Emily.

“We are so fucked!” she practically shrieked, which got the attention of Brian who was looking in their direction with raised eyebrows.

Justin, whom was thankfully sitting on the aisle seat of the booth hopped off and made his way over to the questioning man.

“So, what’s with the racket?”

“Girls, you know. So umm…hi.”

“Hi,” Brian said back with a smirk.

“Do you get food from here often?”

“Sometimes.”

“So, what’s good here?”

 “Not much,” Brian said nonchalantly.

“Ok then, see you arou-“

Without so much as a word, Brian walked away. Justin was on the verge of serious sulking when he noticed the sign on the door that the tall brunette had just disappeared through. Unable to hide the grin Justin followed the older man into the bathroom.

As soon as he had walked in he was slammed into the closing door just as he heard the click of the lock.

“What are you thinking?” Brian hissed in his ears.

“Huh,” was Justin’s stupid response.

“Why are you bringing all your little classmates to my territory,” he practically growled.

“Your territory?” Justin said incredulously.

“You know what I man twat, you know I frequent these places, I told the three of you to not bring any more of your little classmates around here.”

“It wasn’t even our idea!” Justin defended himself. This was totally not going how he had imagined. “Plus, it’s a onetime trip only. And Maya was freaking out because she thought you would report us.”

“And I should.”

“But you won’t,” said Justin more confidently than he felt.

“Don’t tempt me, little boy,” Brian warned the brown in his eyes practically scalding and the green in his eyes were like piercing icicles.

But Justin thought he would play his card to his advantage and thaw out the brunette’s icy stare. He licked his lips, then bit down on his lower lip, clearly aware of the way Brian’s eyes followed the movements of his tongue hungrily. And that was all the motivation Justin needed to snake his hand around the back of the Brian’s neck and close the remaining distance. When their lips met, someone moaned and Justin wasn’t sure if it had been him, Brian or perhaps both. Almost desperately Justin fumbled with the button and zipper of Brian’s black jeans as they kissed as if they were drawing breath out of each other.

Justin was the first one to break the kiss because for one he needed actual air but most importantly because he didn’t know when he will be ever to get the chance to taste the beautiful man before him again. So, without further ado Justin sunk to his knees pulling Brian’s jeans down with him at the same time (pleased that he had gone commando) and practically salivating over the magnificent prick standing at attention before him. Justin took his time (well for as long as it was comfortable) to lick and tease Brian until he had him pushing his hips forward to get more contact.

“Come on, suck me,” the older man said in a raspy toe curling voice that had Justin’s dick oozing precum in response as he did exactly what he was told but not before pushing Brian against the door.

The noises Brian made drove Justin to want to hear more, to make him moan out louder so he used all the tricks he had ever learned as he sucked, hummed, and shallowed his cheeks to achieve his goal. It wasn’t too long before Brian came panting and gripping Justin’s hair much harder than was necessary, but the blonde didn’t care he was rejoicing in the fact that he could bring so much pleasure to the much older man.

“You have one talented mouth,” Brian whispered in a raspy voice as he leaned against the locked door almost lifelessly. Justin pulled up his pants and tucked the still semi-hard cock back into the black jeans grinning.

“Why, thank you,” Justin mused smiling from ear-to-ear as he pecked him on the lips much too pleased with himself. But Brian seemed to have other plans in mind as he grabbed the back of his neck and deepened the kiss. He pushed the willing Justin into a stall and closed the door behind them as he deftly undid the cargo pants and brought them to his knees.

“Turn around,” he ordered but for the first-time Justin hesitated to comply.

“Brian-“

“I said turn around.”

Justin did as he was told but not without much hesitation and even as Brian attacked his neck and with one hand stimulated his right nipple and then his left he was still worried about the free hand that seemed to be fishing something out of his pocket. And when he heard foil tearing he couldn’t help but turn his head to look back at the older man, whom spit out a piece of the condom wrapper sneering mischievously.

“What the fuck Brian?” he said trying to distance himself from the brunette not that there was very much room to do so.

“What? Isn’t this what you wanted? For me to fuck you?”

Red faced and angry Justin pulled his pants up and swung around. “Not in the fucking dirty bathroom of a diner!”

“Not good enough for you, eh, and here I was ready to finally give you what you wanted,” he sneered.

“Ugh you can be such a fucking asshole sometimes!” Justin snapped as he threw the door open of the stall and practically ran out of there.

“I thought you were okay with just being a trick. I fuck tricks all the time in dirty public bathrooms.”

“Are you trying to teach me a lesson Mr. Kinney?”

Brian shrugged. “Keep your friends away from here Justin.”

“Fine,” he said eyes still blazing with his unhidden anger as he zipped up and buttoned his green cargo pants. “See you at school then, Mr. Kinney,” he said biting down his anger and being as emotionless as he possibly could.

Justin was about to unlock the door when Brian grabbed his arm and whispered in a voice Justin couldn’t discern, “You’re upset.”

But Justin who was beyond upset and a more than just a little annoyed with Brian’s hot and cold treatment of him shrugged him off and managed to unlock and push open the door. Brian didn’t follow him and it’s not like he had expected him to anyways.

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St. Francis High School on Thursday November 16th 2000

After the fiasco at the diner where Justin had exited the bathroom in a fury and rushed his pack of friends out of there (much to Maya’s relief) with the pretense that Professor Kinney was not pleased with the gang being unchaperoned. Maya had practically jumped out of the booth then and had told anyone that would listen that she had said going there was a bad idea in the first place. A part of Justin couldn’t help but agree with her, Brian had been such an asshole and he wasn’t 100% sure if it had something to do with the whole gang at the diner or the fact that after he had essentially turned the older brunette into putty with a mind-blowing blowjob he had emerged with a shit eating grin. He was leaning more on the latter, but whatever the reason, he was pissed off as hell with Brian’s little show of power.

So, it went without saying that during the classes where Brian taught he paid attention to the class but avoided answering questions and didn’t once engage in any type of eye contact. He had to admit that perhaps it wasn’t wise to flirt with Professor Bruckner but he couldn’t resist it, especially if it got back to Brian. During the afterschool art classes, he didn’t come in early to help him set up, he focused solely on the painting he was creating and left when everyone else did. Not once did Professor Kinney try to engage him and he wasn’t about to make it easier for him either.

“What’s been eating at you?” Ethan asked as he put down Misha and flopped on the foot of Justin’s bed.

“Nothing,” he said sourly as he continued to glare up at the ceiling.

“You’ve been in a foul mood ever since the weekend of your art show.”

“I’m just bored. You know considering we’ve been on lock-down since.”

“Fucking Missy Paterson,” Gregg scowled from the study table as he worked on his history homework.

“Don’t be so insensitive Gregg, the girl could have died and she’s still in the hospital.”

“Well doesn’t she know you never take drugs from a stranger,” Justin said moodily still staring up at the ceiling. Okay, it really had nothing to do with Missy Paterson and the lock-down but a little distraction would have been welcomed.

“And with McAdams on patrol there is no chance of an escape for the next week and a half,” said Gregg who had taken the lack of escape to fairy land like a ton of bricks.

Ethan groaned and then suddenly he was blocking Justin’s view of the ceiling.

“Justin snap out of it,” he said with a grin as he kissed the bow shaped lips, “or I’ll snap you out of it.”

“Oh yeah?” he said a bit amused finally making eye contact with brown eyes.

“Mmmhmm,” he said kissing along his neck and collar bone as his soft curls tickled his face.

Giving a soft moan Justin welcomed the distraction in the form of the violinist as he let him continue with his ministrations.

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Saturday Nov. 18th at 1:05 pm

Justin was so entranced in his latest painting that he almost didn’t notice the group of students picking up their supplies as they got ready to leave, therefore he hastily picked up his supplies but before he could follow them out of the room Mr. Kinney’s voice stopped him.

“A word Justin.”

He almost pretended not to listen but there were still a couple of student’s making their way out and the last thing he wanted to do was make a scene so he turned to his too fucking beautiful professor.

“Yes Mr. Kinney?”

Brian waved him forward and grudgingly he made his way towards him.

“Lindsay wants me to take you over to her place today, something about seeing your new paintings,” Brian said nonchalantly as if Justin was only a student who had never found himself on his knees in front of the older man.

“And why are you only telling me this now?”

The door to the classroom closed as the last student exited the room.

“Well, since you’ve been avoiding me, you didn’t give me much of a choice.”

“Ok. Well most of them are locked up right here in my locker, I’ll open it up and you can take them to her.”

Brian scoffed. “Are you afraid of riding alone with me now?”

“Why would I be afraid?”

Brian shrugged. “You tell me.”

Justin sighed. It wasn’t that he was afraid, not even in the slightest because of one thing he was sure, Brian had never intended to fuck him in that bathroom, he had been proving a point, getting the upper hand on a situation he felt he had lost control of.  And if Justin avoided him then he could pretend the brunette didn’t affect him, that the perfectly fitted gray pants and suit jacket didn’t make his mouth water, nor that the olive button-up shirt he wore didn’t make the green in his hazel eyes twinkle.

“Fine, but I’m still mad at you. You didn’t have to be such an asshole about it.”

Justin watched as the brunette struggled to keep his face blank but he had seen for a split second the defenses falter. However, Justin didn’t push it, he turned to his locker and put in the combination as with the help of Mr. Kinney he loaded the paintings he would take to Lindsay into the older man’s jeep. After a few minutes of driving Brian abruptly said, “Maybe, I could have handle that a little better.”

“Was that an apology?” Justin asked amused despite himself.

“I don’t do apologies,” said the older brunette without taking his eyes off the road.

“Oh, another thing you don’t do.”

Justin saw as Brian glared at him from the corner of his eyes before turning back to the road.