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Jennifer tightly gripped the steering wheel as she drove herself and Justin towards Allegheny General Hospital shortly after leaving Debbie's house. Her face was pinched tight, and it was obvious to Justin that she was trying to hold back from speaking.

"What, Mother?" Justin said after finishing his bagel.

Jennifer let out a long sigh. "It's just..." She rolled in her lips and shook her head.

"Just go ahead and say it," Justin ordered. "It bothered you to see me kissing Brian."

"You weren't just kissing Brian. You were... I mean, there was tongue."

Justin rolled his eyes. "Okay, I was French kissing Brian, and it bothered you."

"Well, of course it bothered me!"

"Why?" Justin asked. "Because Brian's a man? Because it's gross or... amoral for two men to kiss?"

Jennifer thought about her answer for a moment while she changed lanes in the busy morning traffic. "I don't recall ever seeing you kiss anyone before, so yes, it... jarred me."

Justin scoffed. "Well, I've only kissed a few girls before, just to see what it was like to kiss someone, but would it have jarred you as much if I had been Frenching a woman in front of you? Or was it only because it was a man whose mouth I was tongue-fucking?"

Jennifer blinked several times as she stared straight ahead at the road. "Honey, I'm trying to be understanding here, I really am. I'm not naïve; I know that you and Brian kiss... among other things. But keep in mind that I only found out about this a few days ago-"

"This being that your son is a fag?"

Jennifer grimaced. "I wish you wouldn't use derogatory terms like that. It's bad enough that I've had to hear it from your father's mouth since he found you and Brian kissing in your hospital room."

"Where do you think I learned it, huh? All my life, I've had to listen to Dad mutter ‘fucking faggot' under his breath when we've seen effeminate men in public, or ‘dyke' if it's a butch woman."

"Well, we should try to be a little more tactful than him, then," Jennifer said.

Justin turned to look at Jennifer while they were stopped at a red light. "Mom?"

Jennifer turned to look at her son for the first time since getting in the car. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry I offended you or made you feel uncomfortable when I kissed Brian earlier, okay? But Brian and I are together now... I'm not sure how together, but as long as he wants me to kiss him, I will, even if it's in front of you or other people. Not that I have much to compare it to, but he's a damned good kisser."

Jennifer smiled a bit. "I just need a little time to get used to this - seeing you with a man. I've never been exposed to this type of thing before."

Justin snorted. "What, you never went to a gay bar before, not even in college?"

"No, of course not."

"Never? Not even with some friends just to see what it was like, out of curiosity or for fun?"

Jennifer sighed. "Honey, I come from a conservative family. Although I've never been particularly religious, I went to Grove City College, a Christian school where all my friends were from conservative families. It's not like I didn't know that gay people existed, but I've never really been around any. I've always known that your father was homophobic, but it didn't really bother me, since it was never an issue... until now, that is."

"How ironic that someone like him would end up with a gay son," Justin said with a bit of derision in his voice. "The universe obviously has a sense of humor."

Their conversation was cut short when they arrived at the hospital.  

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"You are so sweet to do this for him, Brian," Lindsay said.

Brian forced himself not to smile. "Don't read too much into it, okay?"

"How can I not? You spent hundreds of dollars so Justin could have a painting space in his room."

"Well, you know me: if I'm going to buy anything, I'm going to buy the best," Brian said.

"You bought what I told you to buy," Lindsay cracked.

"Only because you were shopping with my credit card, but if anyone would know what a young artist would need, it would be you," he replied before kissing her on the cheek. "Thanks for helping me today."

"You're welcome, Sweetie. I just wish I could stay to see the look on his face when he sees all this, but I need to get Gus home for his nap."

Brian walked downstairs with Lindsay into the living room where Debbie and Vic were sitting. Gus was lying in Debbie's arms, fighting to stay awake while Rugrats played on the TV.

"The kid's all tuckered out," Debbie said as she handed the baby to his mother.

"We were at a ‘Mommy and Me' class when Brian called," Lindsay said. "He was drifting off in his stroller at the art supplies store."

Lindsay was carrying Gus to the door when it opened, Justin letting himself in.

"Hey!" Justin said in surprise. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We were in the neighborhood, so I brought Gus by to visit his Grandma Deb and Grandpa Vic," Lindsay said. "I looked at the paintings your mom brought. They're amazing."

Justin beamed. "Thanks. Luckily, she brought the good ones, and not the shitty ones I did when I was younger that I have hidden under my bed."

Brian snorted. "I hid porno mags and pot under my bed when I was a teenager."

Brian, Justin, and Debbie walked Lindsay out to her car, but not before Debbie made her promise to bring Gus and Melanie over that Sunday for dinner. Lindsay also told Justin that she would stop by PIFA the next day to get him an application, and that she would bring it over on Sunday and help him fill it out.

"So, Sunshine, how'd things go at the doctor's?" Debbie asked once they got back inside.

"Great. They took the staples out," Justin said, lifting his t-shirt to show off his pink incision scar, staple free.

"Did it hurt?" Debbie asked.

"It pinched a little, but it wasn't too bad. It just itches now. They won't have the results of my blood and urine tests for a few days, but otherwise everything seems to be in good working order."

"That's wonderful, Honey," Debbie said as she gathered him up in a hug.

After releasing him, she looked at her brother. "You know, Vic, it's a beautiful day out. Do you feel up for going for a walk?"

Vic pointed to the TV. "Jerry Springer's coming on in two minutes."

Debbie opened her eyes wide and put her hands on her hips.

"But, on the other hand, how many times can you watch some hillbilly tell his wife that he's been cheating on her with a transvestite?" Vic said as he turned off the TV and stood up.

"Yeah, it gets kind of old after the first thirty or forty times," Brian said.

Once Vic and Debbie were out the door, Brian turned to Justin. "Let's go up to your room."

"Ooh, a little afternoon delight?" Justin said before he gave Brian a kiss on the lips.

Brian chuckled and led Justin up the stairs. They walked into Justin's bedroom, and Justin's jaw dropped.

In the corner of his room by the window sat an easel with his partly-finished painting sitting on it. A wooden stool was placed in front of it. Below the window stood a cart with three shelves, which had a can holding the nicest-quality paint brushes Justin had ever seen sitting on top. The other shelves contained several tubes of paint, pallets, a can of varnish, a box of coal pencils, new sketchpads, and many other art supplies Justin would need.

"You bought all of this for me?" Justin asked Brian.

"With Lindsay's help," he answered, and he suddenly had his arms full of happy blonde boy.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" the blonde said. "God, I love you so much."

Before Brian could say anything, Justin was devouring his mouth in kisses. Justin pulled Brian's black wife beater off and rained kisses on his chest.

Justin walked Brian over to the bed and sat down. He unbuttoned Brian's jeans and smiled up at him as he pulled the man's pants down to the middle of his thighs.

He then wrapped his right hand around the base of Brian's shaft, took the head of Brian's cock into his mouth, and sucked on it, causing Brian to take in a sharp breath. He placed his other hand on Brian's tight right butt cheek while he took more of Brian's cock into his mouth with each bob of his head.

Brian though about giving the blonde some verbal instructions, since it was his first time giving head, but decided he was doing just fine on his own. He felt his eyes roll back into his head as Justin applied just the right amount of suction, the boy's mouth perfectly warm and wet.

Suddenly, Justin stopped and looked up. "Does that feel good?"

"Amazing," Brian answered is a husky tone. "Keep going."

Justin got back to it and gagged when he tried to take too much in.

"Here," Brian said as he placed Justin's hand a bit further up his shaft. "Your hand will stop you from going too deep."

"But it feels so great when you deep throat me," Justin said. "I want to do that for you."

"It takes a lot of practice to do it without gagging, especially with a dick as long as mine. Just keep doing what you're doing, and I'll show you how to build up to that another day."

Justin smiled before returning to his task. After a couple of minutes of the boy sucking and licking him like his dick was a delicious treat, Brian felt his orgasm building and decided to cut the kid a break.

"Okay... okay," he panted, as he tried to pull away before shooting into the kid's mouth.

Justin wasn't having any of it and only tightened his grip on Brian's dick and right butt cheek. Brian came a few seconds later and was surprised when Justin not only swallowed it, but licked up the last few drops dripping out of Brian's slit.

"What the fuck is this?" a man's voice suddenly asked from outside the open doorway.

Both men turned their heads and found Michael staring at them in shock.

 

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