Justin moved in closer next to Brian's warm back and let his fingertips play softly along the perfectly muscled arm that lay along his lovers side. Justin's soft breath tickled Brian's back, making his skin ripple slightly from the cool air making contact against the naked skin. Brian was still in a deep sleep even though the sun was peeking through the living room curtain making it easier to make out all the shapes around them. The results of their night of passion were scattered all the way from the front door to the bedroom steps. Brian had a hunger inside him that one couldn't miss even during their evening at the charity carnival. Brian couldn't keep his hands off his young lover and Justin had no problem with that at all.

Justin couldn't help noticing that a lot of faces in the crowd, including Brian's closest friends, seemed to carry a look of surprise on their faces quite often when they stared over at the couple as they kissed repeatedly, hugged over and over, and spent time with their heads close together talking and laughing as if they knew a funny secret that no one else was privy to. Brian seemed oblivious to the attention that he and Justin were receiving. He moved smoothly and comfortably from one attraction to another and one game to another. He spent a little time at a ring toss game that required the player to encircle an erect penis on the cardboard cutout of a well built man with only one goal in mind and that was to win a prize for Justin. Sure enough he succeeded after only two tosses. He proudly handed Justin the deck of cards that had the title, 52 Ways To Make Your Man Happy, written in bold letters across the face of the plastic box they came in. His grin suggested that he intended to try a few of those ways before too long and Justin felt himself flushing.

The moment the couple arrived at the loft, Brian wasted no time in collecting his reward for being so successful at the carnival, having found out just before they left that the charity had taken in five times more money than any previous event planned by the Gay and Lesbian Center with most of it from the displays and games suggested by Brian. Brian unlocked his massive metal door with his key but then stepped back so that Justin could go in first. The moment Justin stepped inside Brian was right behind him. He slid the door closed and in one swift movement moved right up behind his willing prey. He threw his arms around Justin and drew him as close to his body as was humanly possible. Justin immediately felt Brian's quickly swelling cock as it poked at his back just above the crack of his ass. Justin welcomed the touch and let his body lean back against the strong frame behind him.

Brian used his practiced fingers to unzip Justin's jacket and open it up so that he could reach his hands under the light pullover Justin was wearing. Justin's hands reached back and he laid them along the firm outer thighs of his lover behind him. Brian's hands traveled quickly upwards from Justin's waist to his taut smooth stomach. Brian felt the sharp intake of air that Justin took when the warm hands moved higher still until they had reached the small buds of Justin's nipples. Brian captured the flesh of each nipple in between his thumbs and fingers and rolled them softly at first, and then with more pressure. Justin began to breathe a little harder and he felt his own cock beginning to pay attention to what was going on above it. Brian heard the tiny sounds of enjoyment that escaped from Justin and it softened his heart and hardened his cock even more. There was nothing that gave him more pleasure than to hear Justin's reaction to his touch. It still amazed him that he felt that way with the young man because it had never affected him like that before with anyone else.

Brian lowered his head and began to nibble on the outside of Justin's ear. His tongue darted out and he ran it along the exterior of the ear lobe, first on one side and then the other. Justin began to feel tiny tremors throughout his body. Brian was relentless. His tongue traveled from one ear, along the back of Justin's neck, and over to the other ear many times over. Justin threw his head back hard against Brian's chest and turned his head as best he could. Brian knew what the young man wanted and he was more than happy to oblige. He turned Justin into him just enough to reach the blond's mouth. Brian's lips crushed Justin's and his tongue snaked out again, this time to plumb the young man's mouth in search of his silken tongue. They kissed as deeply and longingly as they could manage in the awkward position they were in, but Brian wasn't ready to release Justin just yet.

Brian straightened back up and whispered in Justin's ear, "Don't move." Justin had no intention of going anywhere. Brian stepped back a couple of inches, just enough to give him the chance to undo his belt and unzip his pants. He pushed his pants and jockeys down with both hands so that they lay in a puddle below his knees. His manhood sprang to attention the moment it was freed and now lay firmly upwards towards his navel. He quickly moved back into place against Justin's back. His hands came around the young man's middle and in a matter of moments he had unzipped Justin's pants too. He grabbed a handful of the material, making sure it included Justin's briefs, and slid them down until they lay in exactly the same position as his own. Justin's cock now stood just as proudly as the ad man's did.

Brian used one hand to stroke Justin's cock from behind while the other weighed and playfully diddled with the heavy sac of balls that hung between Justin's thighs. Brian could feel the tiny damp drops of pre-cum that were already forming on the thick head of Justin's manhood. He stood against Justin's back and rubbed his body up and down, spreading his legs alongside each of Justin's legs and bending down just enough for his cock to be felt along the crack of Justin's ass. The feeling elicited another shiver that ran all through Justin's body and caused a tiny pleasurable moan to escape him. Brian had a great deal more he wanted from his lover so he only pursued this tactic for a short time. Once he could feel Justin's legs weakening from all the stimulus, Brian stopped what he was doing and began walking forward, being careful not to trip up either himself or Justin.

Once Brian was standing in front of his large snowy white sofa he pushed Justin gently forward, releasing his arms so the blond could catch himself as he fell to his knees onto the smooth leather. Brian quickly discarded Justin's pants and then his own, tossing them away without concern for where they landed. Justin was now crouched on his knees with only his upper torso clothed and shoes and socks covering his feet. Brian made quick work of lifting Justin's arms and removing the upper garments next. He then pulled the shoes off. Again he tossed everything aside haphazardly. He quickly undid his own shirt and removed his own remaining garments, leaving on his socks to match Justin's feet.

Brian needed no more preparation for his own eager body. His cock had been weeping for Justin from the moment they entered the loft, but he wanted Justin to be rewarded morer fully for being so cooperative. Brian slid to the ground on his own knees. He was now face to face with Justin's perfectly formed bubble butt, one of his favorite features of the talented writer. Brian saw Justin looking back at him in anticipation. It was obvious from the way he wiggled his bottom in Brian's face that he was more than ready to be thoroughly possessed, but Brian wasn't ready for that yet. He gave Justin a wide grin and then went in for the 'kill'. He buried his face between Justin's cheeks and began to give the young man the rimming of his life. Justin's head flew up and he gasped out loud with no attempt to stifle his joy. His legs immediately spread wider on the sofa, giving Brian much more room to 'torture' his willing victim with his enormously talented tongue.

Five, ten, fifteen, twenty minutes flew by as Brian continued to tease and torment Justin's rear, making sure to pull the bobbing cock back enough to give the underside a thorough licking too. Brian gathered each firmly packed ball into his mouth and tongued them with equal fervor. Justin was visibly shaking by now. His head rose and fell from the back of the couch with each change in direction that Brian's mouth and tongue took. Finally Justin could take no more of the torment. His body and mind cried out for that final connection that it craved so desperately. In between labored breaths, Justin made his needs known.

"Pleeease....Brian.....pleeeease. Fuck me.....now! Pleeeease...don't....make...me...wait...any...more....pleeease! I...want...you...inside....meeee! Now!!!" he pleaded

Brian smiled from ear to ear and gave Justin's spasming hole one last poke and lick. He rose back up and reached to the side table where a bowl of condoms waited. He slid it over himself with practiced skill and slicked it up. Justin's hole was more than ready and needed no more prep. Brian took his position behind Justin and grabbed tightly to the young man's hips. He slid himself slowly inside with no desire to rush things. He was almost caught off guard when Justin deliberately pushed his buttocks back in an attempt to impale himself, but Brian was too fast for him. He moved back at the same time.

"Slowly, Justin. I want this to last for both of us."

Justin moved forward again with his hands on the back of the sofa and his head down. He did his best to remain patient. He sighed in relief when he felt Brian pushing forward again, burying another inch of himself inside Justin's warmth. Once Brian had slowly, oh so slowly, buried himself to the hilt he fell onto Justin's back and wrapped his arms around the slender body that he held so dear to him. A feeling rose up inside Brian from some place deep inside that he couldn't remember ever visiting before. It almost brought tears to his eyes as he felt this unfathomable connection to the young man under him. He began to move inside Justin. He had only one thought in mind...bringing Justin to the very top of the pyramid of pleasure that he knew he could send his lover. He was consumed with the need to hear Justin cry out his name, but he was totally unaware of the fact that he himself was whispering Justin's name over and over as he placed soft kisses along Justin's exposed back and shoulder blades and along the nape of his neck. The kisses grew in intensity as Brian's rhythm began to build up speed.

Brian could hear the words. His name was being called out and the passion that filled the voice put Brian over the top. He heard Justin begging for more and he gave all he had to give. Stars sparked behind his eyes as his orgasm rushed in to overtake him and he filled the condom with every last drop of his release. Even then he didn't stop pumping his hips until he heard Justin give out that orgasmic cry he always let loose whenever his time had come. All the energy drained from Justin's body and he could no longer hold Brian up. The two men collapsed together onto the sofa, drenching it with their hard earned sweat. It took a few minutes for the cool air of the loft to force them to separate and sit close together on the part of the sofa that was not damp from any bodily fluids. They glanced over at the wet spots on the sofa and Brian laughed.

"I guess I had better get a towel and clean this up. I don't want to be forced to look for a new cleaning lady again. I once had one who accused me of leaving too many messes of an unsavory nature for her to clean up but her replacement has always been more understanding. However, there is no reason to test her patience too far."

Justin couldn't help joining Brian in laughter. "You're a wicked man, Brian Kinney," he laughed.

"And aren't you glad of it," Brian answered back. "I'll wipe the sofa down and then join you in the shower. We could use a cleaning up ourselves," Brian went on to add.

Justin was worn out but he loved the idea of another hot shower with Brian. It always invigorated him. Brian joined him right after the water had warmed to the perfect temperature. Both men were too spent for another fucking, but that didn't stop them from touching each other all over as they gave each other a good scrubbing while taking as many chances to throw in hot kisses at the same time. They exited the shower and wrapped the silken robes they had around their naked bodies after drying off. They went back down the short steps to the kitchen. Brian pulled out a bottle of wine he had bought for just such a night and two glasses. The men walked into the living room again and settled down on the colorful over-sized cushions Brian had laid out on his thick cream colored throw rug. They sat cross legged on the rug facing each other with the cushions behind them. Brian opened the bottle of wine and poured them each a glassful.

This was another part of his relationship with Justin that always amazed Brian. He actually enjoyed just sitting down and having conversations with the young man...before or after sex, it didn't matter which. That was so new to him. Justin was so smart. He was young, yes, but he had very strong opinions about so many things and yet was always willing to hear someone elses opinion too. He and Justin must have talked about every subject imaginable in their long conversations together since that first date months ago. Justin, who had not seemed a part of the GLBT community much before Brian entered his life, had studied up on a lot of the issues facing his community and could now express his strong views on so many varied topics. The only thing that they had not talked a lot about was the most personal of all. Justin had revealed some very personal and painful things from his past with his family but Brian had not opened up about his yet. He had also not given many details about his personal life in Pittsburgh before Justin had come to visit.

As the night moved on and the couple continued to talk and share the bottle of wine, Justin began to sense that it was time to ask Brian some questions that needed answers. Brian wasn't drunk, but he was feeling no pain. Justin hoped that he wouldn't be stepping on his lover's toes if he got much more personal than ever before. Justin decided that he would not be sneaky about what he wanted to know. He came right out and asked his first question directly and to the point.

"Brian, would you mind if I ask you a very personal question?"

"Of course not. Shoot!" Brian was feeling magnanimous and anything Justin wanted he could have.

"I've been hearing all kinds of hints and little clues thrown my way by people who know you that you are not exactly acting your normal self with me. I only know the Brian who is right in front of me this minute. I know no other Brian Kinney. They make it sound like the man they know is someone I wouldn't recognize...someone I wouldn't be as comfortable with. I find that impossible to believe. I'm tired of listening to their innuendo. I trust you Brian and so I'm coming to you and asking for you to be honest with me. Is there another Brian that would be a stranger to me?"

Brian felt a cold chill run down his back. His mind cleared instantly. Brian had never been ashamed of the life he led before meeting Justin. He didn't believe in carrying around regrets for the choices one made, but for the first time he wasn't sure how to explain himself. He had never felt the need to before now but Justin's good opinion of him was of utmost importance. Brian wasn't blind, not even to himself. He could see that Justin was not ever going to be just another man to him. He fought using the word love, but the more time he spent with Justin the more he knew that what he was feeling probably was love and it felt far too good to throw away on a past that couldn't be changed. For a brief moment he felt a surge of anger at those that would plant doubts about him in Justin's head, but then he realized that no one was telling lies about him and he couldn't really blame his friends or acquaintances for being confused by his change of attitude. After all they had never seen Brian spend more than a day or two with any one man in all the time they had known him, and he had always lived by the mantra that he didn't do boyfriends and yet here he was firmly attached to a single man. Brian made a quick mental note to make certain things very clear to his friends and as soon as possible.

In the meantime, he knew he needed to answer Justin's questions and be as honest he had always prided himself on being in the past. For another hour the men sat facing each other and Brian did his best to give Justin the full picture of his tomcatting lone wolf ways. He touched on the childhood that had included a cold mother and abusive father who were just as cruel to each other as they were their kids. He didn't go into a lot of detail but it was enough for Justin to understand the connection the two shared. By the time Brian completed his story Justin was aware that there were more similarities between he and Brian than he had first recognized. The one big difference was how they dealt with their childhoods. Justin had fantasized about love but avoided trusting anyone enough to live his fantasies, until Brian came into the picture. Brian rejected the notion of love outright and trusted no one enough to change his mind, until Justin came into the picture.

When Brian finished talking, Justin set his glass down and scooted over to nestle in Brian's lap. Brian wrapped his arms around the slender body of his lover and felt a freedom he hadn't experienced before. He had laid himself bare and told Justin many of the private painful things he had not told another living soul, not even his closest friend, and Justin hadn't judged him. If anything, the young man acted as if he completely understood and empathized with him. Brian felt his heart opening wider making more room for Justin to settle in. The two lovers began slowly making love all over again. Before they connected again for the second time they rose from the floor and walked arm and arm to the bedroom, dropping their robes on the floor as they took the steps up to the inviting bed. Once there they joined their bodies and hearts again until the room was filled with the sound of joyful lovemaking once more. They finally fell into a peaceful and exhausted sleep holding onto one another.

Now it was morning and Justin smiled deeply as he recalled the events of the night before...the lovemaking and the conversation. He no longer had any doubts as to who Brian Kinney was or what place he held in the man's life. He also knew beyond a doubt that he was as deeply in love with Brian as any man could ever be with another human being. Justin knew he was expected to return to New York City to finish up his novel and continue his other work for Dan, but the thought of leaving Brian behind was simply unacceptable. As Justin lay tight against the body of his lover he knew that something had to give. If Brian had to stay in Pittsburgh to conduct his business then Justin would simply have to reconsider his living and working arrangements. The thought that Brian might prefer a long distance (with benefits) relationship with his young lover crept into Justin's mind for one split second, but Justin dismissed it immediately. He was completely certain that Brian wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with Brian and no long distance relationship would be sufficient for either of them. With that in mind, Justin waited patiently for Brian to awaken. They had some things to discuss and Justin needed at least one more important question answered.

To be continued.................................