Sins of the Father

Chapter 1

"Two weeks."

"Yes, two weeks."

"Two WHOLE weeks."

"Yes, two whole weeks."

"Two whole weeks without Bree."

"Yes, two whole weeks without Bree."

"I don't think I can do this."

"Yes, you can."

"Two."

"Uh huh."

"Two weeks."

"What part of two weeks vacation don't you understand? We have one week in Orlando for Gay Days then one week in St. Augustine. It's our second honeymoon! It wouldn't be a honeymoon with a baby."

"I know all that but..."

"No buts, except for yours on that plane."

"But..."

"But nothing. It's our fifth wedding anniversary which means we've been together for

about fifteen years. Now move your ass and get on that plane!"

"Fuck!"

"Brian Kinney, if you don't board that plane, you will not be getting any for the next two weeks. Maybe longer."

"Low blow, Sunshine, withholding conjugal marital rights."

"And that includes low blows!"

"Oh all right. This is me boarding the plane but I'm calling the Squirt every chance I get, Bossy bottom."

"I know you will. Bri, trust me, the time will fly and I promise to keep you so busy you won't have time to miss her."

"We've never been away from her for so long. Do you think she'll forget me, us?"

"No, you big smoosh. She won't forget you. You're her Dada; she loves you. She couldn't possibly forget you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Justin gave Brian a discreet peck on the lips then ushered his spouse on the plane for the first leg of their second honeymoon. As they settled into their first class seats, Justin recalled the events of the past eight months.

It was just after Labor Day and Briana's christening that Justin and the family were introduced to JP Taylor and his sister Katerina. They learned that the American Taylors were connected to the Panamanian Taylors by way of Patrick Taylor, JABKinney's lover. JP went back home to take his place as head of household while his sister chose to remain in America. With lots of help from Melanie and Bobby, Katerina had applied for citizenship. She was now living with Jennifer and Molly in Pittsburgh and had applied to nursing school.

In the meantime Katerina had been volunteering at Hunter's clinic and working for Kinnetik. Briana fell in love with Katerina and adopted her new 'aunt.' Katerina volunteered to babysit, and Bree had been picking up Spanish. Craig's scenes and outbursts were long forgotten. The family celebrated a myriad of birthdays including Patrick's fifth and Briana's third and a bevy of holidays in between.

Since this was going to be their fifth wedding anniversary, Justin decided he was going to be in charge of the festivities. It fell on a Friday this year and Justin had Babylon closed for an invitation only party. Special friends and family were invited. Justin had arranged for many of the family to be chauffeured in limos. It looked more like a Hollywood gala rather than an anniversary party. The children were all invited. Katerina, Gus and Molly made it their jobs to keep a watchful eye on them. And even Joan made an appearance, which pleased Brian most of all.

And now they were on their honeymoon, correction, second honeymoon. And Justin could hardly keep from bouncing in his seat. Two weeks of Brian all to himself.

Justin stole looks at his spouse as the plane began to taxi to the runway. Brian quickly turned off his cell after saying his umpteenth goodbye to their daughter. Justin hid his laughter. Brian looked so sad. Brian wanted to go on vacation. They deserved it, but it nearly broke his heart to be away from his precious Squirt. Justin decided to put his lover out of his misery.

"Bri?"

"Hmm?" Brian sighed.

"If I let you in on a little secret, do you promise to pretend to be happy about our trip?"

"I am happy, it's just..."

"I know, big guy, so here's the secret. After our week in Orlando, inhaling all the testosterone, John, Bobby, Patrick and Bree will join us for our week in St. Augustine. We pick them up Sunday afternoon after we check out of the hotel. Then we all drive up to St. Augustine." Justin could see that Brian was about to burst at the seams with joy. Instead, all he could do was reach over to Justin and give him a lopsided hug, seat belts notwithstanding.

"Thank you, Sunshine. I love you so much."

"Backatcha, big guy. I know the one week away from her will be difficult enough but I really want some time alone with you. And while I have no problem with you parading around naked in front of Bree, I don't need her to be exposed to everyone else's naked parts. We can do Orlando and Disney when she's older and can really appreciate it. St. Augustine is a whole other story. I found a nice gay friendly B&B and booked us two suites. I think you'll be happy when you see them."

"I know I will, Sunshine. Since when have you gotten so organized and so sneaky? I didn't have a clue."

"Learned it all from the master," Justin commented smugly as he held Brian's hand as the plane took off.

As soon as they cleared the jetway, Brian had his cell phone out and was calling Bree. He talked to her as they walked the length of the hall that led to the trains that would transport them to the main terminal at Orlando airport. Justin smiled as he listened to the one-sided conversation.

"I miss you, Squirt … you too? … Daddy and I will see you in seven wake-ups … are you wearing your new dress? … Uncle John put it on for you? … do you like it? … that's good, Squirt … I love you … we have to go on a train now, so I'll say goodbye."

Justin laughed as Brian put away his phone. "Trust you to ask her what she's wearing," he chuckled as he elbowed Brian. They got onto the monorail for the short ride to the terminal.

"I bought that dress for Bree to wear so she'd think of me while I was gone," Brian said seriously.

"She's not going to forget you."

"You don't know that."

"I do, but I don't want to argue with you. I just want to get to the hotel and relax."

"Relax? Did you say relax?"

"I did," Justin said looking strangely at Brian. "Don't you want to relax?"

"I want to fuck," Brian said close to Justin's ear. That was his only concession to the other people in their car of the monorail. "Don't you want to fuck?"

"Of course, I do, but can't we relax too?"

"Later," Brian said waggling an eyebrow.

"Later," Justin conceded with one of his Sunshine smiles.

Some time later they were checking in at the hotel that hosted Gay Days. Brian had to admit that he had never seen so many fags and dykes together in one place before. He had also rarely been cruised so often and so blatantly as he had been since he stepped through the door of the hotel. Almost everyone who passed through the lobby was giving him the eye, and if not him, Justin. Brian wasn't sure he liked that part so well.

As Justin finished signing them in, Brian looked around the hotel lobby. He continually shook his head at the open offers directed his way, but it made him smile to know that he was still attractive to young, gay men, even at his advancing age. He gave himself a shake wanting that thought to disappear into the ether.

The range of people who were attending Gay Days was rather mind boggling. They covered everything from young and hot to old and fat, from butch dykes to drag queens, from those looking to get laid to couples who had obviously been together forever. Just like him and Justin. Shit! He fell into the married couples category, and the over forty category, and the non-tricking category - all the things he had vowed he'd never be.

Then he turned and looked at Justin who smiled that brilliant smile as he received the keys to their suite. And that made everything all right. He had the best looking man in the place, no matter what age. He had everything he could have ever dreamed of, and many things he had never thought possible in his fucked up life. He pulled Justin against him and gave him one of his best kisses. He could feel himself grow hard and Justin too.

"What was that for?" Justin asked breathlessly.

"For being you, and for what we're going to do upstairs."

"Then let's get going. You made me hard."

"I know."

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Brian raised an eyebrow. "You didn't notice, did you?"

"Notice what?"

"That every guy in the place was cruising you."

"Oh? You mean the ones that weren't cruising you?" Justin laughed. He had felt the vibes.

"They were cruising both of us."

"Too bad we're not into that scene anymore."

"Aren't we?" Brian asked with a smirk.

"You mean you want to…" Justin started to ask while a troubled look crossed his face. Maybe he had made a mistake bringing Brian to this den of temptation.

Brian grinned. "No, Sunshine," he said as the elevator arrived. "I have everything I want right here in my arms, and it's nice to be able to say that out loud, and kiss you like this, and get us both hard without worrying about what people will think."

"They're thinking that we're so lucky," Justin smiled.

"And they're right."

*****

"So, my little Sunshine, what shall we do first?"

"You mean after I catch my breath and take another shower?"

"Are you implying that I wore you out?"

"I'm implying nothing. I'm merely stating that if you intend to have my ass like that on a regular basis while we're here, then number one, I brought my sunscreen and bathing suit for nothing. And number two, I'll need a wheelchair by the time we check out. And you can stop looking so smug."

"I'm not trying to be smug. But if I can keep a beautiful young thing like you satisfied after all this time together, then I can't help the way I look. I'm happy, Justin, hot sex aside. I'm happy and that's all because of you."

"Oh Brian," Justin cooed as he crossed the room and went into his partner's waiting arms.

"I love you so much. Happy Anniversary, big guy."

"Happy Anniversary, Sunshine." Brian sighed as he held onto Justin, resting his chin on top of Justin's head. There they stood for a few moments until Brian got himself together then gently pushed Justin back and moved them both toward the bathroom. "Come on; we can shower together then hit the pool. I want to work on my tan."

"Okay. Um, Bri?"

"Yeah?"

"What bathing suit did you bring with you?"

"I brought a few of them."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, that one I got from Ted and my black Speedo."

"Uh huh."

"And my cut offs. As silly as it sounds, I really don't like swimming in a pool. Chlorine is bad for my skin."

"Hmm. And which one were you planning to wear now?"

"My cut offs."

"Good," Justin said with a very relieved sigh as they got into the shower. The cut offs were skimpy enough.

*****

"This sucks. And I don't mean that in a positive life affirming way," Justin grumbled.

"Oh man up, Justin."

"Man up! You have some nerve telling me to man up. You're not the one sitting under an umbrella, wearing a hat and slathered to within an inch of your life in sunscreen, SPF 1002! Man up! Fuck you, Kinney!" Brian tried very unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his face. But the Florida sunshine was blinding and he refused to risk Justin's pale skin. So, he risked his partner's wrath and planted Justin protectively under an umbrella, plopped a Woody's baseball cap on his head and rubbed on a generous amount of the strongest sunscreen money could buy. Brian nodded and agreed to every grumble and complaint his lover made.

"What would you like to drink, Justin?"

"Huh?"

"I said what would you like to drink? The bar's right over there, I'll get you whatever your little heart desires."

"You mean, the great Brian fucking Kinney would make like a cabana boy and get me a drink?"

"No, he'd probably snap his fingers and command someone else to do it. But Brian Kinney-Taylor would do anything his Sunshine wanted. So what'll you have?" Brian's eyes twinkled in the sun with love for his Sunshine.

"Water, just a bottle of water," Justin managed to squeak out without shedding any tears.

Brian jumped up from his lounge chair, gave Justin a kiss then scurried to do his bidding.

"God, I love that man," Justin mumbled to himself as he watched his gorgeous spouse saunter away toward the bar. Justin closed his eyes for a second and began to relax.

"Is he your daddy?" Justin snapped open his eyes to see a young dark haired beauty sitting on a nearby chair.

"My what?" Justin blinked a few times.

"Your daddy? He's got to be one of the most beautiful men here. You're hot too. Your first time to Gay Days."

"Um, yeah. You?"

"Nah, my fourth one. A few of us come down each year. You never know when you may get lucky and catch yourself a real daddy. But I think you're the one who got lucky this year. He is one fine looking man. You get a chance to fuck yet?"

"Repeatedly."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, we're together."

"Together."

"As in, he's MY partner."

"Wow. How long?"

"Long?"

"How long have you been together? I didn't mean his dick, although from what I can see, it must be a long dick."

"Long enough."

"Excuse me?"

"Fifteen years, we've been together for fifteen years. Married for five, we're on our second honeymoon."

"Wow, you barely look twenty-five, he must have robbed the cradle." Just then Brian came back with two bottles of water.

"Actually, he jumped from the cradle into my arms," Brian snarked then with an arch of his eyebrow he enquired about the twink. "Who's your little friend, dear?"

"We didn't exchange names," Justin replied.

"Much better that way," Brian snarked as he handed Justin his water. Justin was trying to think of a polite way of asking the young man to leave when the kid got up.

"I'm here for the whole week so if you guys want to party, I'm available."

"I bet you are," Brian whispered as he took a sip of water. "It was nice chatting with you; maybe we'll do it again sometime. Right now I have a serious date with the back of my eyelids." Brian slid a pair of sunglasses on his nose, wiggled himself comfortable on his chaise then pretended to go to sleep.

"Bye," said the young man, slightly disappointed.

"Bye," said Justin as he watched the young man swish away.

"I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I, Sunshine?"

"Me? He wanted to know if you were my daddy."

"And you said yes."

"No, you big goof, I did not say yes. I said we were together."

"How long?" Brian sat up to look at Justin.

"What?"

"For how long did you say we were together? What did you think I was asking?"

"Fifteen years," Justin answered, ignoring the last part of Brian's question.

"Good." Brian laid back down reaching out for Justin's hand. "Good," he repeated as Brian found what he sought. With hands clasped, Brian in the sun, Justin in the shade, the lovers fell peacefully asleep.

Close

A

Sins of the Father

Chapter 1

"Two weeks."

"Yes, two weeks."

"Two WHOLE weeks."

"Yes, two whole weeks."

"Two whole weeks without Bree."

"Yes, two whole weeks without Bree."

"I don't think I can do this."

"Yes, you can."

"Two."

"Uh huh."

"Two weeks."

"What part of two weeks vacation don't you understand? We have one week in Orlando for Gay Days then one week in St. Augustine. It's our second honeymoon! It wouldn't be a honeymoon with a baby."

"I know all that but..."

"No buts, except for yours on that plane."

"But..."

"But nothing. It's our fifth wedding anniversary which means we've been together for

about fifteen years. Now move your ass and get on that plane!"

"Fuck!"

"Brian Kinney, if you don't board that plane, you will not be getting any for the next two weeks. Maybe longer."

"Low blow, Sunshine, withholding conjugal marital rights."

"And that includes low blows!"

"Oh all right. This is me boarding the plane but I'm calling the Squirt every chance I get, Bossy bottom."

"I know you will. Bri, trust me, the time will fly and I promise to keep you so busy you won't have time to miss her."

"We've never been away from her for so long. Do you think she'll forget me, us?"

"No, you big smoosh. She won't forget you. You're her Dada; she loves you. She couldn't possibly forget you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Justin gave Brian a discreet peck on the lips then ushered his spouse on the plane for the first leg of their second honeymoon. As they settled into their first class seats, Justin recalled the events of the past eight months.

It was just after Labor Day and Briana's christening that Justin and the family were introduced to JP Taylor and his sister Katerina. They learned that the American Taylors were connected to the Panamanian Taylors by way of Patrick Taylor, JABKinney's lover. JP went back home to take his place as head of household while his sister chose to remain in America. With lots of help from Melanie and Bobby, Katerina had applied for citizenship. She was now living with Jennifer and Molly in Pittsburgh and had applied to nursing school.

In the meantime Katerina had been volunteering at Hunter's clinic and working for Kinnetik. Briana fell in love with Katerina and adopted her new 'aunt.' Katerina volunteered to babysit, and Bree had been picking up Spanish. Craig's scenes and outbursts were long forgotten. The family celebrated a myriad of birthdays including Patrick's fifth and Briana's third and a bevy of holidays in between.

Since this was going to be their fifth wedding anniversary, Justin decided he was going to be in charge of the festivities. It fell on a Friday this year and Justin had Babylon closed for an invitation only party. Special friends and family were invited. Justin had arranged for many of the family to be chauffeured in limos. It looked more like a Hollywood gala rather than an anniversary party. The children were all invited. Katerina, Gus and Molly made it their jobs to keep a watchful eye on them. And even Joan made an appearance, which pleased Brian most of all.

And now they were on their honeymoon, correction, second honeymoon. And Justin could hardly keep from bouncing in his seat. Two weeks of Brian all to himself.

Justin stole looks at his spouse as the plane began to taxi to the runway. Brian quickly turned off his cell after saying his umpteenth goodbye to their daughter. Justin hid his laughter. Brian looked so sad. Brian wanted to go on vacation. They deserved it, but it nearly broke his heart to be away from his precious Squirt. Justin decided to put his lover out of his misery.

"Bri?"

"Hmm?" Brian sighed.

"If I let you in on a little secret, do you promise to pretend to be happy about our trip?"

"I am happy, it's just..."

"I know, big guy, so here's the secret. After our week in Orlando, inhaling all the testosterone, John, Bobby, Patrick and Bree will join us for our week in St. Augustine. We pick them up Sunday afternoon after we check out of the hotel. Then we all drive up to St. Augustine." Justin could see that Brian was about to burst at the seams with joy. Instead, all he could do was reach over to Justin and give him a lopsided hug, seat belts notwithstanding.

"Thank you, Sunshine. I love you so much."

"Backatcha, big guy. I know the one week away from her will be difficult enough but I really want some time alone with you. And while I have no problem with you parading around naked in front of Bree, I don't need her to be exposed to everyone else's naked parts. We can do Orlando and Disney when she's older and can really appreciate it. St. Augustine is a whole other story. I found a nice gay friendly B&B and booked us two suites. I think you'll be happy when you see them."

"I know I will, Sunshine. Since when have you gotten so organized and so sneaky? I didn't have a clue."

"Learned it all from the master," Justin commented smugly as he held Brian's hand as the plane took off.

As soon as they cleared the jetway, Brian had his cell phone out and was calling Bree. He talked to her as they walked the length of the hall that led to the trains that would transport them to the main terminal at Orlando airport. Justin smiled as he listened to the one-sided conversation.

"I miss you, Squirt … you too? … Daddy and I will see you in seven wake-ups … are you wearing your new dress? … Uncle John put it on for you? … do you like it? … that's good, Squirt … I love you … we have to go on a train now, so I'll say goodbye."

Justin laughed as Brian put away his phone. "Trust you to ask her what she's wearing," he chuckled as he elbowed Brian. They got onto the monorail for the short ride to the terminal.

"I bought that dress for Bree to wear so she'd think of me while I was gone," Brian said seriously.

"She's not going to forget you."

"You don't know that."

"I do, but I don't want to argue with you. I just want to get to the hotel and relax."

"Relax? Did you say relax?"

"I did," Justin said looking strangely at Brian. "Don't you want to relax?"

"I want to fuck," Brian said close to Justin's ear. That was his only concession to the other people in their car of the monorail. "Don't you want to fuck?"

"Of course, I do, but can't we relax too?"

"Later," Brian said waggling an eyebrow.

"Later," Justin conceded with one of his Sunshine smiles.

Some time later they were checking in at the hotel that hosted Gay Days. Brian had to admit that he had never seen so many fags and dykes together in one place before. He had also rarely been cruised so often and so blatantly as he had been since he stepped through the door of the hotel. Almost everyone who passed through the lobby was giving him the eye, and if not him, Justin. Brian wasn't sure he liked that part so well.

As Justin finished signing them in, Brian looked around the hotel lobby. He continually shook his head at the open offers directed his way, but it made him smile to know that he was still attractive to young, gay men, even at his advancing age. He gave himself a shake wanting that thought to disappear into the ether.

The range of people who were attending Gay Days was rather mind boggling. They covered everything from young and hot to old and fat, from butch dykes to drag queens, from those looking to get laid to couples who had obviously been together forever. Just like him and Justin. Shit! He fell into the married couples category, and the over forty category, and the non-tricking category - all the things he had vowed he'd never be.

Then he turned and looked at Justin who smiled that brilliant smile as he received the keys to their suite. And that made everything all right. He had the best looking man in the place, no matter what age. He had everything he could have ever dreamed of, and many things he had never thought possible in his fucked up life. He pulled Justin against him and gave him one of his best kisses. He could feel himself grow hard and Justin too.

"What was that for?" Justin asked breathlessly.

"For being you, and for what we're going to do upstairs."

"Then let's get going. You made me hard."

"I know."

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Brian raised an eyebrow. "You didn't notice, did you?"

"Notice what?"

"That every guy in the place was cruising you."

"Oh? You mean the ones that weren't cruising you?" Justin laughed. He had felt the vibes.

"They were cruising both of us."

"Too bad we're not into that scene anymore."

"Aren't we?" Brian asked with a smirk.

"You mean you want to…" Justin started to ask while a troubled look crossed his face. Maybe he had made a mistake bringing Brian to this den of temptation.

Brian grinned. "No, Sunshine," he said as the elevator arrived. "I have everything I want right here in my arms, and it's nice to be able to say that out loud, and kiss you like this, and get us both hard without worrying about what people will think."

"They're thinking that we're so lucky," Justin smiled.

"And they're right."

*****

"So, my little Sunshine, what shall we do first?"

"You mean after I catch my breath and take another shower?"

"Are you implying that I wore you out?"

"I'm implying nothing. I'm merely stating that if you intend to have my ass like that on a regular basis while we're here, then number one, I brought my sunscreen and bathing suit for nothing. And number two, I'll need a wheelchair by the time we check out. And you can stop looking so smug."

"I'm not trying to be smug. But if I can keep a beautiful young thing like you satisfied after all this time together, then I can't help the way I look. I'm happy, Justin, hot sex aside. I'm happy and that's all because of you."

"Oh Brian," Justin cooed as he crossed the room and went into his partner's waiting arms.

"I love you so much. Happy Anniversary, big guy."

"Happy Anniversary, Sunshine." Brian sighed as he held onto Justin, resting his chin on top of Justin's head. There they stood for a few moments until Brian got himself together then gently pushed Justin back and moved them both toward the bathroom. "Come on; we can shower together then hit the pool. I want to work on my tan."

"Okay. Um, Bri?"

"Yeah?"

"What bathing suit did you bring with you?"

"I brought a few of them."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, that one I got from Ted and my black Speedo."

"Uh huh."

"And my cut offs. As silly as it sounds, I really don't like swimming in a pool. Chlorine is bad for my skin."

"Hmm. And which one were you planning to wear now?"

"My cut offs."

"Good," Justin said with a very relieved sigh as they got into the shower. The cut offs were skimpy enough.

*****

"This sucks. And I don't mean that in a positive life affirming way," Justin grumbled.

"Oh man up, Justin."

"Man up! You have some nerve telling me to man up. You're not the one sitting under an umbrella, wearing a hat and slathered to within an inch of your life in sunscreen, SPF 1002! Man up! Fuck you, Kinney!" Brian tried very unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his face. But the Florida sunshine was blinding and he refused to risk Justin's pale skin. So, he risked his partner's wrath and planted Justin protectively under an umbrella, plopped a Woody's baseball cap on his head and rubbed on a generous amount of the strongest sunscreen money could buy. Brian nodded and agreed to every grumble and complaint his lover made.

"What would you like to drink, Justin?"

"Huh?"

"I said what would you like to drink? The bar's right over there, I'll get you whatever your little heart desires."

"You mean, the great Brian fucking Kinney would make like a cabana boy and get me a drink?"

"No, he'd probably snap his fingers and command someone else to do it. But Brian Kinney-Taylor would do anything his Sunshine wanted. So what'll you have?" Brian's eyes twinkled in the sun with love for his Sunshine.

"Water, just a bottle of water," Justin managed to squeak out without shedding any tears.

Brian jumped up from his lounge chair, gave Justin a kiss then scurried to do his bidding.

"God, I love that man," Justin mumbled to himself as he watched his gorgeous spouse saunter away toward the bar. Justin closed his eyes for a second and began to relax.

"Is he your daddy?" Justin snapped open his eyes to see a young dark haired beauty sitting on a nearby chair.

"My what?" Justin blinked a few times.

"Your daddy? He's got to be one of the most beautiful men here. You're hot too. Your first time to Gay Days."

"Um, yeah. You?"

"Nah, my fourth one. A few of us come down each year. You never know when you may get lucky and catch yourself a real daddy. But I think you're the one who got lucky this year. He is one fine looking man. You get a chance to fuck yet?"

"Repeatedly."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, we're together."

"Together."

"As in, he's MY partner."

"Wow. How long?"

"Long?"

"How long have you been together? I didn't mean his dick, although from what I can see, it must be a long dick."

"Long enough."

"Excuse me?"

"Fifteen years, we've been together for fifteen years. Married for five, we're on our second honeymoon."

"Wow, you barely look twenty-five, he must have robbed the cradle." Just then Brian came back with two bottles of water.

"Actually, he jumped from the cradle into my arms," Brian snarked then with an arch of his eyebrow he enquired about the twink. "Who's your little friend, dear?"

"We didn't exchange names," Justin replied.

"Much better that way," Brian snarked as he handed Justin his water. Justin was trying to think of a polite way of asking the young man to leave when the kid got up.

"I'm here for the whole week so if you guys want to party, I'm available."

"I bet you are," Brian whispered as he took a sip of water. "It was nice chatting with you; maybe we'll do it again sometime. Right now I have a serious date with the back of my eyelids." Brian slid a pair of sunglasses on his nose, wiggled himself comfortable on his chaise then pretended to go to sleep.

"Bye," said the young man, slightly disappointed.

"Bye," said Justin as he watched the young man swish away.

"I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I, Sunshine?"

"Me? He wanted to know if you were my daddy."

"And you said yes."

"No, you big goof, I did not say yes. I said we were together."

"How long?" Brian sat up to look at Justin.

"What?"

"For how long did you say we were together? What did you think I was asking?"

"Fifteen years," Justin answered, ignoring the last part of Brian's question.

"Good." Brian laid back down reaching out for Justin's hand. "Good," he repeated as Brian found what he sought. With hands clasped, Brian in the sun, Justin in the shade, the lovers fell peacefully asleep.

Close

An anniversary trip leads to some new understandings for the Kinney-Taylor family.

Pre

Sins of the Father

Chapter 1

"Two weeks."

"Yes, two weeks."

"Two WHOLE weeks."

"Yes, two whole weeks."

"Two whole weeks without Bree."

"Yes, two whole weeks without Bree."

"I don't think I can do this."

"Yes, you can."

"Two."

"Uh huh."

"Two weeks."

"What part of two weeks vacation don't you understand? We have one week in Orlando for Gay Days then one week in St. Augustine. It's our second honeymoon! It wouldn't be a honeymoon with a baby."

"I know all that but..."

"No buts, except for yours on that plane."

"But..."

"But nothing. It's our fifth wedding anniversary which means we've been together for

about fifteen years. Now move your ass and get on that plane!"

"Fuck!"

"Brian Kinney, if you don't board that plane, you will not be getting any for the next two weeks. Maybe longer."

"Low blow, Sunshine, withholding conjugal marital rights."

"And that includes low blows!"

"Oh all right. This is me boarding the plane but I'm calling the Squirt every chance I get, Bossy bottom."

"I know you will. Bri, trust me, the time will fly and I promise to keep you so busy you won't have time to miss her."

"We've never been away from her for so long. Do you think she'll forget me, us?"

"No, you big smoosh. She won't forget you. You're her Dada; she loves you. She couldn't possibly forget you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Justin gave Brian a discreet peck on the lips then ushered his spouse on the plane for the first leg of their second honeymoon. As they settled into their first class seats, Justin recalled the events of the past eight months.

It was just after Labor Day and Briana's christening that Justin and the family were introduced to JP Taylor and his sister Katerina. They learned that the American Taylors were connected to the Panamanian Taylors by way of Patrick Taylor, JABKinney's lover. JP went back home to take his place as head of household while his sister chose to remain in America. With lots of help from Melanie and Bobby, Katerina had applied for citizenship. She was now living with Jennifer and Molly in Pittsburgh and had applied to nursing school.

In the meantime Katerina had been volunteering at Hunter's clinic and working for Kinnetik. Briana fell in love with Katerina and adopted her new 'aunt.' Katerina volunteered to babysit, and Bree had been picking up Spanish. Craig's scenes and outbursts were long forgotten. The family celebrated a myriad of birthdays including Patrick's fifth and Briana's third and a bevy of holidays in between.

Since this was going to be their fifth wedding anniversary, Justin decided he was going to be in charge of the festivities. It fell on a Friday this year and Justin had Babylon closed for an invitation only party. Special friends and family were invited. Justin had arranged for many of the family to be chauffeured in limos. It looked more like a Hollywood gala rather than an anniversary party. The children were all invited. Katerina, Gus and Molly made it their jobs to keep a watchful eye on them. And even Joan made an appearance, which pleased Brian most of all.

And now they were on their honeymoon, correction, second honeymoon. And Justin could hardly keep from bouncing in his seat. Two weeks of Brian all to himself.

Justin stole looks at his spouse as the plane began to taxi to the runway. Brian quickly turned off his cell after saying his umpteenth goodbye to their daughter. Justin hid his laughter. Brian looked so sad. Brian wanted to go on vacation. They deserved it, but it nearly broke his heart to be away from his precious Squirt. Justin decided to put his lover out of his misery.

"Bri?"

"Hmm?" Brian sighed.

"If I let you in on a little secret, do you promise to pretend to be happy about our trip?"

"I am happy, it's just..."

"I know, big guy, so here's the secret. After our week in Orlando, inhaling all the testosterone, John, Bobby, Patrick and Bree will join us for our week in St. Augustine. We pick them up Sunday afternoon after we check out of the hotel. Then we all drive up to St. Augustine." Justin could see that Brian was about to burst at the seams with joy. Instead, all he could do was reach over to Justin and give him a lopsided hug, seat belts notwithstanding.

"Thank you, Sunshine. I love you so much."

"Backatcha, big guy. I know the one week away from her will be difficult enough but I really want some time alone with you. And while I have no problem with you parading around naked in front of Bree, I don't need her to be exposed to everyone else's naked parts. We can do Orlando and Disney when she's older and can really appreciate it. St. Augustine is a whole other story. I found a nice gay friendly B&B and booked us two suites. I think you'll be happy when you see them."

"I know I will, Sunshine. Since when have you gotten so organized and so sneaky? I didn't have a clue."

"Learned it all from the master," Justin commented smugly as he held Brian's hand as the plane took off.

As soon as they cleared the jetway, Brian had his cell phone out and was calling Bree. He talked to her as they walked the length of the hall that led to the trains that would transport them to the main terminal at Orlando airport. Justin smiled as he listened to the one-sided conversation.

"I miss you, Squirt … you too? … Daddy and I will see you in seven wake-ups … are you wearing your new dress? … Uncle John put it on for you? … do you like it? … that's good, Squirt … I love you … we have to go on a train now, so I'll say goodbye."

Justin laughed as Brian put away his phone. "Trust you to ask her what she's wearing," he chuckled as he elbowed Brian. They got onto the monorail for the short ride to the terminal.

"I bought that dress for Bree to wear so she'd think of me while I was gone," Brian said seriously.

"She's not going to forget you."

"You don't know that."

"I do, but I don't want to argue with you. I just want to get to the hotel and relax."

"Relax? Did you say relax?"

"I did," Justin said looking strangely at Brian. "Don't you want to relax?"

"I want to fuck," Brian said close to Justin's ear. That was his only concession to the other people in their car of the monorail. "Don't you want to fuck?"

"Of course, I do, but can't we relax too?"

"Later," Brian said waggling an eyebrow.

"Later," Justin conceded with one of his Sunshine smiles.

Some time later they were checking in at the hotel that hosted Gay Days. Brian had to admit that he had never seen so many fags and dykes together in one place before. He had also rarely been cruised so often and so blatantly as he had been since he stepped through the door of the hotel. Almost everyone who passed through the lobby was giving him the eye, and if not him, Justin. Brian wasn't sure he liked that part so well.

As Justin finished signing them in, Brian looked around the hotel lobby. He continually shook his head at the open offers directed his way, but it made him smile to know that he was still attractive to young, gay men, even at his advancing age. He gave himself a shake wanting that thought to disappear into the ether.

The range of people who were attending Gay Days was rather mind boggling. They covered everything from young and hot to old and fat, from butch dykes to drag queens, from those looking to get laid to couples who had obviously been together forever. Just like him and Justin. Shit! He fell into the married couples category, and the over forty category, and the non-tricking category - all the things he had vowed he'd never be.

Then he turned and looked at Justin who smiled that brilliant smile as he received the keys to their suite. And that made everything all right. He had the best looking man in the place, no matter what age. He had everything he could have ever dreamed of, and many things he had never thought possible in his fucked up life. He pulled Justin against him and gave him one of his best kisses. He could feel himself grow hard and Justin too.

"What was that for?" Justin asked breathlessly.

"For being you, and for what we're going to do upstairs."

"Then let's get going. You made me hard."

"I know."

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Brian raised an eyebrow. "You didn't notice, did you?"

"Notice what?"

"That every guy in the place was cruising you."

"Oh? You mean the ones that weren't cruising you?" Justin laughed. He had felt the vibes.

"They were cruising both of us."

"Too bad we're not into that scene anymore."

"Aren't we?" Brian asked with a smirk.

"You mean you want to…" Justin started to ask while a troubled look crossed his face. Maybe he had made a mistake bringing Brian to this den of temptation.

Brian grinned. "No, Sunshine," he said as the elevator arrived. "I have everything I want right here in my arms, and it's nice to be able to say that out loud, and kiss you like this, and get us both hard without worrying about what people will think."

"They're thinking that we're so lucky," Justin smiled.

"And they're right."

*****

"So, my little Sunshine, what shall we do first?"

"You mean after I catch my breath and take another shower?"

"Are you implying that I wore you out?"

"I'm implying nothing. I'm merely stating that if you intend to have my ass like that on a regular basis while we're here, then number one, I brought my sunscreen and bathing suit for nothing. And number two, I'll need a wheelchair by the time we check out. And you can stop looking so smug."

"I'm not trying to be smug. But if I can keep a beautiful young thing like you satisfied after all this time together, then I can't help the way I look. I'm happy, Justin, hot sex aside. I'm happy and that's all because of you."

"Oh Brian," Justin cooed as he crossed the room and went into his partner's waiting arms.

"I love you so much. Happy Anniversary, big guy."

"Happy Anniversary, Sunshine." Brian sighed as he held onto Justin, resting his chin on top of Justin's head. There they stood for a few moments until Brian got himself together then gently pushed Justin back and moved them both toward the bathroom. "Come on; we can shower together then hit the pool. I want to work on my tan."

"Okay. Um, Bri?"

"Yeah?"

"What bathing suit did you bring with you?"

"I brought a few of them."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, that one I got from Ted and my black Speedo."

"Uh huh."

"And my cut offs. As silly as it sounds, I really don't like swimming in a pool. Chlorine is bad for my skin."

"Hmm. And which one were you planning to wear now?"

"My cut offs."

"Good," Justin said with a very relieved sigh as they got into the shower. The cut offs were skimpy enough.

*****

"This sucks. And I don't mean that in a positive life affirming way," Justin grumbled.

"Oh man up, Justin."

"Man up! You have some nerve telling me to man up. You're not the one sitting under an umbrella, wearing a hat and slathered to within an inch of your life in sunscreen, SPF 1002! Man up! Fuck you, Kinney!" Brian tried very unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his face. But the Florida sunshine was blinding and he refused to risk Justin's pale skin. So, he risked his partner's wrath and planted Justin protectively under an umbrella, plopped a Woody's baseball cap on his head and rubbed on a generous amount of the strongest sunscreen money could buy. Brian nodded and agreed to every grumble and complaint his lover made.

"What would you like to drink, Justin?"

"Huh?"

"I said what would you like to drink? The bar's right over there, I'll get you whatever your little heart desires."

"You mean, the great Brian fucking Kinney would make like a cabana boy and get me a drink?"

"No, he'd probably snap his fingers and command someone else to do it. But Brian Kinney-Taylor would do anything his Sunshine wanted. So what'll you have?" Brian's eyes twinkled in the sun with love for his Sunshine.

"Water, just a bottle of water," Justin managed to squeak out without shedding any tears.

Brian jumped up from his lounge chair, gave Justin a kiss then scurried to do his bidding.

"God, I love that man," Justin mumbled to himself as he watched his gorgeous spouse saunter away toward the bar. Justin closed his eyes for a second and began to relax.

"Is he your daddy?" Justin snapped open his eyes to see a young dark haired beauty sitting on a nearby chair.

"My what?" Justin blinked a few times.

"Your daddy? He's got to be one of the most beautiful men here. You're hot too. Your first time to Gay Days."

"Um, yeah. You?"

"Nah, my fourth one. A few of us come down each year. You never know when you may get lucky and catch yourself a real daddy. But I think you're the one who got lucky this year. He is one fine looking man. You get a chance to fuck yet?"

"Repeatedly."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, we're together."

"Together."

"As in, he's MY partner."

"Wow. How long?"

"Long?"

"How long have you been together? I didn't mean his dick, although from what I can see, it must be a long dick."

"Long enough."

"Excuse me?"

"Fifteen years, we've been together for fifteen years. Married for five, we're on our second honeymoon."

"Wow, you barely look twenty-five, he must have robbed the cradle." Just then Brian came back with two bottles of water.

"Actually, he jumped from the cradle into my arms," Brian snarked then with an arch of his eyebrow he enquired about the twink. "Who's your little friend, dear?"

"We didn't exchange names," Justin replied.

"Much better that way," Brian snarked as he handed Justin his water. Justin was trying to think of a polite way of asking the young man to leave when the kid got up.

"I'm here for the whole week so if you guys want to party, I'm available."

"I bet you are," Brian whispered as he took a sip of water. "It was nice chatting with you; maybe we'll do it again sometime. Right now I have a serious date with the back of my eyelids." Brian slid a pair of sunglasses on his nose, wiggled himself comfortable on his chaise then pretended to go to sleep.

"Bye," said the young man, slightly disappointed.

"Bye," said Justin as he watched the young man swish away.

"I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I, Sunshine?"

"Me? He wanted to know if you were my daddy."

"And you said yes."

"No, you big goof, I did not say yes. I said we were together."

"How long?" Brian sat up to look at Justin.

"What?"

"For how long did you say we were together? What did you think I was asking?"

"Fifteen years," Justin answered, ignoring the last part of Brian's question.

"Good." Brian laid back down reaching out for Justin's hand. "Good," he repeated as Brian found what he sought. With hands clasped, Brian in the sun, Justin in the shade, the lovers fell peacefully asleep.vious

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