Daphne and Glenn had been seeing each other consistently for a while now, and getting very close. But they were still more than willing to take things slowly. Glenn often showed up at lunch, just to spend time with her. Brian enjoyed it immensely, because it gave he and Justin private time where they could lock themselves in the office and relieve stress or just be together.

A couple of months later, Daphne showed up at Justin's apartment in a panic one night. Seeing a frantic Daphne, Brian decided to head up to his loft to escape.

"What's wrong, Daph? I thought things were going great for you and Glenn,"

"They are, Jus. It's just that... well I think we are almost ready to... you know,"

"You know... What?"

"S-E-X,"

"What are we, twelve?" He joked until he caught the full implication of what she said. "You mean, you two haven't...?"

"No. And that's what I'm worried about! I mean, what if I'm no good at it?"

He could see the mass hysteria about to take over his best friend at any moment. He ushered her over to the couch, and after physically having to sit her down, headed to the kitchen to grab some coffee. Knowing Daphne as he did, he knew that she needed something in her hands to redirect some of her anxiety into a useful action. Settling himself down next to her and pressing the mug into her hand gently, Justin told her, "Daph, calm down. He knows you're a virgin, right?"

"Well, yeah he knows," She took a sip of the hot beverage, closing her eyes to savor the taste. It continued to amaze her that Justin always knew just what she needed. She couldn't have asked for a better best friend to have right now.

"If he knows that, then why do you think he would expect you to be perfect at it the first time? He loves you, and he is probably thrilled to be able to be your first. You just need to relax and ask him to go slow. You know the mechanics of sex, and if you want to see what it's like you can go on the internet and watch some porn. It will at least give you some idea of what to do,"

"Don't you have any porn I could borrow?" She looked slyly at Justin out of the corner of her eye. She owed him for that ‘twelve' comment he made when she spelled out sex. Yeah, she knew that as long as they lived, he would never let her live that one down. So, to her it was fair to get her jab in with a topic she knew would disgust her best friend.

"STRAIGHT PORN???!!! What the hell would I have straight porn for? Porn is supposed to put you in the mood, not make you want to run screaming into the street!" Justin answered, shocked that she would even ask.

She giggled at Justin's reaction. "Fine, but you aren't much help, you know," They both laughed a bit more before she sobered. "I just hope you're right about what he will expect,"

"Trust me, Daph. Glenn loves you, which means he will take his time and make sure you are satisfied. The fact that you are a virgin will assure that," He hugged her close, feeling the remnants of tension finally leaving her slight frame.

Once Daphne had left, Justin headed up to Brian's loft. Walking in, he stood there and glared at his lover, who was playing solitaire on his computer.

"Thanks a lot for running out on me, Irish. Do you know what she wanted?"

"Sorry, Azure, but frantic females are not my forte. What did the princess want?"

"She wants to sleep with Glenn, but she's a virgin and is worried she won't be any good,"

"So what did she want you to do? Show her how it's done?"

"OH MY GOD, IRISH, NO!! How could you even joke about that? What is it with you and Daph, are you trying to make me impotent tonight?" At Brian's questioning look, Justin told him, "She asked if I had any straight porn she could borrow,"

Brian mock shuddered, and then burst out laughing. "See? I knew I did the right thing coming up here. I can just about imagine your reaction,"

Shaking his head, Justin headed back down to his apartment. Brian followed a few minutes later once he had shut everything off. He was pretty sure Justin wasn't mad, just exasperated. Once he got downstairs he saw Justin looking through his DVD's trying to decide what to watch. Brian went into the kitchen to make some popcorn for them to share while they watched the movie.

They settled into their familiar positions on the sofa, Brian sitting in the corner and Justin stretched out between his legs with Brian's arms wrapped around the smaller man. This had gotten to be one of their favorite ways to relax, other than sex.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Both Melanie and Lindsay missed the immediate periods following their in-house inseminations, and were cautiously optimistic that they had both conceived on the first try. They decide to wait a few weeks before taking pregnancy tests to confirm. When they finally do take the tests, both of them are positive for pregnancy. They decide to keep it quiet for now, since it's not really any of the family's business. It didn't help that they hadn't even decided what to answer about who fathered the babies.

They do agree that they will call Brian after the babies are born though, to tell him that he is a father. And they have also come to the conclusion that if Brian doesn't readily accept his responsibilities to them all- kids included- they will sue him for support, if they have to. Brian will have no way to prove that he didn't agree to father the children, so it shouldn't even be an issue. But even if he were to take them to court over this, and Justin backed him up, the babies would be here already. So to their minds, he would still lose and end up paying anyway.

Even though everyone knows the girls are pregnant and due within days of each other, no one in the family has questioned who the father or fathers are, assuming that they went to a sperm bank. Over the following months, Melanie reminded Lindsay that she had to really make nice with Justin. They even invited Brian and Justin to dinner several times, and were usually refused. On one such evening, and after turning down numerous dinner invitations, Justin finally decided to grace the girls with his presence. Although wary of why Justin decided to accept this particular extension of the olive branch, Melanie decided that it was time for Lindsay and Justin to bury the months-long hatchet.

It was obvious to her that Justin wasn't going anywhere, despite Lindsay's continued protestations. If all went well, within a few months time, they would be linked to Brian Kinney by blood, so it was important to Melanie to start building a relationship with Justin. Apparently- and it shocked her to even have the thought- Brian really seemed to value the young man and his opinions. So it would behoove her to have Justin on her side, if for no other reason than when Brian would get stubborn over opening his checkbook. A good blowjob from Justin should be able to go a long way to help their bank account.  

Looking at him sitting on her sofa, Mel couldn't deny that the younger man was, in a word- beautiful. She could instantly see why her wife would be jealous of the man. Seeing him only a few times over the past few months, Mel hadn't really taken the time get a good look at him. But with Lindsay finishing up dinner in the kitchen, she took the opportunity to study Justin.

The soft and longish blond hair framed his face, which had a smooth peaches and cream complexion. Blue eyes, that sparkled when Brian looked at him, peeked out intelligently from between long lashes, which she and Lindsay could both envy. The cute little button nose sat atop a set of lips that were undeniably natural and that women- and in all fairness, some men- usually pay a fortune for collagen implants to have. Yes, Brian was indeed a lucky man! But then again, looking at them together, maybe they both were.

Brian absolutely flourished in Justin's company. He smiled more than she had ever seen him do, in all the years she had known the man. Admittedly, whenever they were in the same room together she and Brian had very little to smile about. They usually either ended up arguing or ignoring each other. After being with Lindsay for ten years, one would think that she and Brian would get over their rivalry for Lindsay's affections.

But with the advent of Justin in Brian's life, Mel was starting to think that maybe she was imagining Brian's monopolization of Lindsay's heart. She brushed off the feeling that she may have been wrong, thinking that maybe it was the fact that she was secretly carrying Brian's baby which softened her feelings for and about the asshole. Which was just another reason she couldn't wait for the invader in her uterus to enter the world; it was changing everything!

As they sat around the table to eat, with each couple facing their partner, Melanie couldn't help but notice that Lindsay had moved her chair a smidge closer to Brian. She tried not to scowl about it, but it was increasingly hard to do. When she looked over at Justin for his reaction, she noticed the younger man had a calmness about him that must have been inbred. Mel could tell that he didn't feel threatened, or disheartened by her wife's blatant attempts to gain Brian's full attention. She secretly wished she could be so secure of her place in Lindsay's life, and wondered how Brian had managed to reassure Justin of his.

Applying herself to the chicken cutlet in front of her, Melanie decided to tune out Lindsay's clinginess, and start a conversation with Justin. "So Justin, how are things at Kinnetik? It must be interesting working for Brian," Justin continued to chew and swallowed, before taking a sip of wine to clear his palette. Melanie recognized the inbred mannerisms of her wife in the young man seated next to her. Another WASP, she mentally shook her head.

"Work is fine, Mel, thanks for asking. It is definitely interesting working with Brian. Not only am I learning a lot about him through the process, but he is learning about me as well,"

"Hmmph, I'll just bet he is," Lindsay muttered from across the table, glaring at Justin.

"Something wrong, Lindsay?" Justin asked politely, returning her stare without batting an eyelash.

After a few moments, Lindsay cleared her throat before lowering her eyes. "I just meant that it must be interesting to work and live together all the time. I know it would drive Mel and me crazy to be around each other 24/7 like that. There is a such thing as too much togetherness in a relationship, you know? But then again, you couldn't possibly know that, since you're so young. Brian is probably your first relationship, isn't he?"

Justin smiled at Lindsay, but Melanie noticed that there was no sparkle in his eyes as there usually was. More like an icy coldness.

"That's true, to an extent. Brian is my first serious relationship, just as I am his. But we manage to separate business from pleasure just fine. When we are home, we spend an hour talking about anything work related, but after that..."

"We're fucking," Brian stated bluntly.

Lindsay frowned, but Mel noticed the sparkle return to Justin's eyes as he regarded Brian. The heat between the two of them, when their eyes met was palpable. So much so that she had to wonder if she and Lindsay had ever looked at each other like that. It was just one more reason to envy Brian fucking Kinney.

"So I guess the next logical thing would be for you to attend college, huh Justin?" Mel asks, trying to break the tension emanating from Lindsay's side of the table.

"Yes, I suppose you should look into attending college, Justin. Brian has told me that you were up for several scholarships before... well, why not pursue them now?" Lindsay said, pointedly looking at the blond.

Again he smiled, and this time Mel definitely felt the frostiness of the action. His eyes were cold and steady as he glared at Lindsay. So Mel was even more unnerved when he spoke with such cold calm, even as the inflections from him were as mundane as if merely discussing the weather.

"You're correct that I had my pick of Ivy League schools, Lindsay. But I had also been accepted to the Art Institute of New York, and the Pittsburgh Institute of Fine Arts as well. I was also being courted by Carnegie Mellon's Accelerated Business Program. In fact, I've been doing some checking, and the offers for full ride scholarships to all of those universities still stand, if I choose to take advantage of them. 1500 on the Scholastic Aptitude Test, in addition to a 4.0 GPA from St. James Academy, tends to open a lot of doors,"

"You...you went to St. James?" Linday asked breathlessly.

"Yes, I did. Which as you know within our circles has the college track program, beginning from Pre-Kindergarten. Didn't you graduate from there yourself?"

Lindsay swallowed hard before she muttered, "No. I went to St. Mary's,"

Justin nodded. "A respectable school, without a doubt. Was this before they had the college-track program?"

"They didn't have one," Melanie blurted out before she realized the implications of what Justin was really asking, or pointing out to Lindsay, depending on one's perspective of the situation.

Brian remained quiet during the exchange between Justin and Lindsay. He knew exactly what Lindsay was trying to do, and was secretly pleased that Justin had discerned Lindsay's game as well. He couldn't tell what Melanie's angle was beyond mere curiosity about the man who had caught and held his attention when thousands before him hadn't even registered as a blip on the Kinney radar. Melanie didn't seem all that interested in trying to find ways to separate Brian and Justin. She was content to sit there and analyze his and Justin's interaction. It was kind of fun for Brian to witness Mel's reluctant fascination, while trying to reconcile who she thought Brian Kinney was versus who he is with Justin.

It suddenly occurred to Brian why, after months of avoiding being in close quarters with the Munchers, Justin- with a longsuffering sigh- decided to accept this invitation. Justin had obviously overheard Lindsay's insulting comments about him not measuring up to Brian's usual standards, except within the bedroom. Brian had then listed every single one of Justin's attributes, stating that his insatiability when it came to lust almost rivaled the way his brain soaked up knowledge that had nothing to do with sex. Of course, Lindsay scoffed at the notion that the beautiful young man might appeal to more than the hedonist in Brian. Like Michael, she had the amazing and annoying ability of having selective hearing, and belief.

In her mind, Brian agreed that Justin was nothing more than a big butt and a killer smile. She just couldn't- or really in Lindsay's case, wouldn't- acknowledge the fact that it took more than a willing ass to keep King Kinney content. He was enjoying the act of Justin proving the disapproving bitch wrong.  

"Well Justin, if you can get into art school in New York that could be a great opportunity for you, and honestly would probably be the best place for you. You could get your degree, and then possibly work in a gallery there; maybe even get them to show some of your work. Yes... I really think that would be the best decision for you," Lindsay announced, as if her opinion on the matter was the only thing that should be considered.

"It might be, if that is what I wanted to do with my life. But I will be going to school right here in Pittsburgh. I already have the job I want to have, and if I want to paint and show my work, I will do it when and where I decide. New York has never been my dream. If it's yours, then perhaps that is where you should go and bite it... I mean, take a bite out of the Big Apple," Justin answered, making it clear that he would do what he decided with his life, and would not be taking her opinion into account.

Mel smiled to herself at the contretemps between the blonds. Justin was great at putting Lindsay in her place, all the while being so polite and at the same time seeming so innocently ingenious, that he could never be accused of being outright rude. She had caught his ‘bite it' comment, before he made reference to the catchphrase of New York, and was hard-pressed not to laugh out loud. Mel glanced at Brian out of the corner of her eye, and noticed his reaction was the same as hers. She guessed Lindsay had finally met a WASP with a sharper sting than she bargained for.

Mel also realized that it would not be a good idea to get on his bad side. Brian now had a partner, and it looked like her partner was just going to have to accept it, or all the plans to do with the little intruder in her stomach and the monster in Lindsay's, would all be for naught. And Melanie Marcus would be a Brian's bitch before she let that happen!

Dinner was pretty quiet after that, except for the mundane- or safe- topics that would keep both Lindsay and Justin away from anything contentious. Mel worked hard to keep Lindsay on an even keel, sighing with relief when the evening was over. As soon as Brian and Justin said good night, leaving her alone with Lindsay, the blonde started in.

"Who the hell does that little bastard think he is?!" Lindsay screeched.

Melanie shut her eyes, taking a deep breath, dreading the conversation she had to have. "He doesn't think he's anything Lindsay; he KNOWS that he's Brian's partner,"

"The fuck he is! He is NOT Brian's partner! His fuck toy? Well yes, maybe! But nothing more than that!"

"Are you blind, Lindsay?"

"What the fuck are you talking about, Mel?"

"Again. Are. You. Blind?" Melanie asked between clenched teeth.

"Of course, I'M NOT FUCKING BLIND!"

"Well, apparently you ARE, if you can't see the heat between them. Or is it that you are just so frigid a bitch that you couldn't see them eye-fucking every time they looked at each other?! I think you had better open your eyes Lindsay-love, and understand just how important it is to have Justin as an ally, instead of an enemy,"

"Justin doesn't have what it takes to control Brian," Lindsay sneered.

Melanie laughed. "Well neither do you. You'd best wise up, Lindsay, and realize that although Brian holds his own purse strings, Justin holds Brian! I'll leave you think about that,"

And Melanie made her way upstairs, as the intruder in her stomach kicked her abdomen hard. She giggled softly. Well at least I seem to have your approval, little one.

When they got home Brian pushed Justin into his apartment and headed straight for the bedroom.

"You were so... strong, tonight. I need... please," Brian asked, not knowing how to explain how turned on he was by how Justin responded to Lindsay's comments.

"Strip and lay on the bed, face down, arms out. I know what you need, Irish," His Dom answered, making Brian smile.

Once Brian was in position Justin tied his hands, and attached them to the bed. They were tied together so that Brian could turn over when Justin was ready for him to, without having to untie him.

"You won't be allowed to come until I decide. Do you remember your safeword?"

"Yes, Sir,"

Justin ran his hands over all the spots that he knew drove Brian crazy, then followed with his tongue, biting and sucking on his lover's skin, making him squirm and moan. Sometimes Justin wondered who was being denied more. The sounds Brian made drove him crazy. Once Justin was finished marking Brian's shoulders and back he moved between the long legs that he was looking forward to have wrapped around him. Grabbing Brian's ass, he spread the cheeks and blew lightly on the tight pucker, causing Brian to moan and raise his ass, wanting more contact.

"Ass down, or I'll stop." Justin commanded, causing Brian to whimper and lower his ass, knowing very well that Justin was more than capable of making him just lay there and wait.

"Good, now I can get some of my favorite dessert," Justin said as he lowered his face to his favorite ass, getting his tongue very wet because that was going to be the only lube tonight. Justin knew that Brian needed it rough tonight so he would only use his tongue to open him and his spit for lube. Justin rimmed Brian until he was as wet and open as he could get him. Once he knew Brian was ready, he climbed to the side.

"Turn over, I need to see your eyes." Justin told him.

Brian turned on his back and Justin climbed between the long legs and pulled Brian's ass onto his thighs. Lining himself up and wrapping Brian's legs around his back, he slipped slowly into him, watching the older man's eyes for any hint of discomfort. Brian's smile told him all he needed to know. Justin loved being inside of his lover raw, the sensations were amazing and in this position the head of his cock dragged over Brian's prostate every time he pulled out. After stopping several times to prolong their coupling, Justin reached up and untied Brian's hands, it was the only way Brian could lean up far enough for them to kiss. For them, kissing was always very erotic, especially kissing while they made love.

"Please Sir, may I come?" Brian practically begged.

In answer, Justin leaned down and said, "Yes," as they started to kiss. As their tongues mapped out each others mouths, Justin slammed in hard and unloaded his cum into Brian, and Brian exploded all over their stomachs.

"Thank you," Brian told his lover as Justin slowly slipped out. Justin reached for the clean towel on the nightstand to wipe them off, before Brian pulled up the duvet as they spooned together and slipped into sleep.