RESCUE WHAT'S LEFT OF ME
Rescue What's Left Of Me
Chapter Four: My Kid
Summary: Justin and Slater are back. Do I need to say more? Lol.
AN: Thanks to my betas Helen and Lois. Couldn't do it without them.
“Wait,” Slater said talking to Justin.
Justin stopped the car on the side of the road and waited.
“Yeah, okay,” he said on the phone. “Okay, no problem. Thanks, Emmett,” Slater said and hung up. “He told me that he went to the diner and Brian was there. He’s going to wait for us outside.”
They were going to meet Emmett at the diner to begin with. Now it turned out that the man responsible for their visit to PA was there as well. Justin drove there as he tried to control his heart. He parked the car in the alley and got out. The two of them walked to the diner and Emmett was outside pacing.
“Hey hot thing,” Slater said.
Emmett smiled from ear to ear. Justin rolled his eyes and was about to enter the diner when Emmett stopped him.
“Look, Brian told Michael that he was pregnant and made him swear that he wouldn’t say anything,” Emmett said really fast. “And then Michael told us and we promised not to say anything so you can’t go in there and tell him that you know about the baby because then Michael would know I broke my promise and he would never tell me anything and Brian would know Michael broke his promise and really, why go through all this trouble.”
“Jesus man,” Justin said.
Slater laughed. “Just go in there and sit with him. We’ll be in there in a few minutes. Don’t worry,” he said.
Emmett nodded and did.
Justin sighed. “I don’t know about this. What if…”
“You can always get the baby tested after it’s born,” Slater pointed out.
“That’s not what I mean,” Justin said. “I don’t want him growing up around me.”
Slater nodded slowly. “I guess…it can be dangerous.”
Justin sighed. “But then I want to enjoy it. I’m thirty and I don’t have kids or anyone for that matter.”
Slater rubbed his chin.
“Fuck it,” Justin said. “Let’s just go in and see what happens.”
Emmett was making small conversation with the brunet who was more interesting in wolfing down the waffles in his plate. Slater sat down next to Emmett and kissed him on the cheek.
“How is it going?” Slater asked smirking.
“Slater,” Emmett said trying to act surprised. “Wow.”
Brian looked up and stared at them. Then he looked to the side and saw Justin standing there. The shorter man had his hair untied and it almost reached his shoulders.
“Hey kid,” Justin said and grinned. “Can I sit down?”
Brian felt like he was three inches tall. His heart started beating so fast that he thought someone would have to come and pick it up when it flew across the diner once it ripped out of his chest. He swallowed and felt like he couldn’t breathe.
“So?” Justin asked.
“Sure,” Brian said so low that Justin barely heard him.
Justin sat down and moved as close to Brian as he could.
“So how have you been?” Slater asked Emmett.
Emmett smiled. “Good but now that you’re here I’m better.”
Brian stared at his food and couldn’t move.
“Aren’t you going to finish your food?” Justin asked the brunet.
Brian looked at Justin and back at his food. “I’m done,” the brunet said. “Can you let me out? I have to go.”
Justin got up and watched the brunet. “I’m going after him,” he said to Slater who nodded and stayed with Emmett.
When Justin got out of the diner he saw the brunet getting in a black Jeep. He sighed and quickly went to get his car. By the time he had backed away from the alley, the brunet was gone. So he did the only thing he could and that was drive to Brian’s building. He still remembered the way. He smiled when he saw the Jeep there and he parked behind it. He got out and went to the front entrance. He read the names on the buzzer and found Brian’s floor. He rang someone else claiming he had a package.
Once inside he took the elevator to Brian’s floor. When he got there he found two apartments. He knocked on the one across from the elevator. When the door opened, Brian was there.
“What are you doing here?” Brian asked, surprise to see the blond standing there.
“I don’t know,” Justin said going inside. He was grinning like a fool.
Brian frowned and went after the older man.
“I went out of my way to see you and you’re acting like you don’t care,” Justin said looking around. “This place looks good.”
Brian looked back at the open door. Then he walked closer to Justin. “You’re nuts, you can’t come in here just like that.”
“Like what?” Justin asked arching a brow.
Brian sighed.
“You know I was polite enough to offer you something when we were at my place,” Justin told him.
“Do you want something to drink?” Brian asked annoyed.
“Sure,” Justin said.
Brian closed the door first and then went to the kitchen and got Justin a beer. He still bought them but the only one drinking them was Michael when he dropped by. He opened it and when he turned around, Justin was there standing behind him. “Uh, here.”
“So,” Justin said after taking a sip. “How have you been?”
“I meant it,” Brian said. “When I said I didn’t fuck anyone twice.”
“Don’t you think you would have to at least fuck me once before that applies,” Justin whispered as he came close to the brunet.
Brian felt himself hardening as Justin caressed his neck.
“Tell me,” Justin whispered. “Have you thought of me?”
The brunet fisted his hands. “No,” he gasped out.
“Mmm,” Justin muttered as he put the beer on top of the kitchen counter.
“So, I think you should go,” Brian whispered.
“I've thought of you," Justin muttered. "Thought of how good it was having your tight ass wrapped tightly around my cock."
Brian gasped when the older man licked his neck. Then Justin moved closer and started sucking the brunet's earlobe. It was his sensitive side and Justin had memorized it. The older man undid Brian’s pants and pushed them down before he moved to the brunet’s shirt. Once he had the man naked he moved back to enjoy the view.
The younger man wondered how the fuck he was the one that ended up naked at his own home. Justin pushed Brian against the kitchen island. Then he kissed the brunet hard and fast. Brian moaned and he felt like it was an injection of liquid fire. His body was hit with a wave of heat in seconds. He ripped the buttons off Justin’s shirt and got rid of it. Justin pushed his holster off and when it hit the floor, the gun made a loud thud. That didn’t stop them. Justin got rid of his wife beater before they moved to Justin’s pants.
The smaller man got hold of a condom before his jeans were pooling around his ankles. Justin went back to kiss Brian as his hands started to jerk the brunet.
“Justin,” Brian groaned.
Justin turned Brian around and pushed him against the counter. He ripped the lubed condom open and put it on. He spitted on his index and middle finger before he was pushing said digits into the brunet.
“Oh fuck,” Brian hissed.
The blond busied himself kissing Brian’s neck while he opened the younger man. When he though Brian was ready he pulled his fingers away. Then he placed himself at the brunet’s entrance. He pushed inside the brunet and groaned.
“Wait,” Brian gasped out as his hand moved back and clamped down on Justin’s thigh. “God, please wait.”
“Shhh,” Justin said as he gripped Brian’s hips.
After a few minutes the brunet relaxed and Justin pushed inside all the way. He had to wait again until the brunet was ready. Then he started fucking him with long slow strokes. Brian opened his legs more and leaned closer to the cold surface. He moaned as Justin rubbed against his sweet spot over and over again. He didn’t know how much he needed it until that moment.
“God,” Justin groaned. “You’re perfect,” he gasped. “So…tight…fuck, fuck.”
Brian bit his lower lip and his hips arched up. “Touch me,” he moaned.
Justin grabbed Brian’s cock and groaned as he found out how wet the younger man was. He started pounding faster and faster until he was right on the edge. He bit down on Brian’s back and emptied himself. Brian let go of everything and his cum adorned Justin’s fist.
“Fuck,” Justin said as he pulled away slowly.
Both of them ended up lying on the floor. Justin tied off the condom and then got rid of his boots and pants. Then he was on top of the taller man kissing him and touching him everywhere. His forearms on the floor so all his weight wasn't on the brunet.
“God, I want to eat you up,” he whispered as he licked behind the brunet’s ear.
“Mmm,” Brian sighed.
“We should get up,” Justin pointed out.
Brian swallowed hard. He was thankful that his belly didn’t show any signs of a pregnancy. He stared at the shorter man wondering if he should tell him the truth.
“So?” Justin asked smirking.
“Um,” Brian said sitting up.
Justin got up and started picking his clothes and possessions.
Brian watched the older man walking away and his mouth watered as he watched Justin’s ass. He sighed and looked down at himself. He put his hand on his stomach and thought about his baby. He wondered if Justin was going to stick around. If he could trust the brown haired man to form part of the happy family he was trying to build.
“Hey,” Justin said. “Come on, let’s get into bed. I want a tour,” he said from the bedroom. “Of all of you.”
Brian walked to the bedroom and thought he would see how things went before he told Justin that he was pregnant.
***
Brian was on his side with his elbow on the bed and his head resting on his hand. He was staring at the blond that was currently sleeping. He bit his lower lip as his free hand went up to caress Justin's face. He had a little smile in place even though he didn't know it. He'd been staring at the blond for more than half an hour now. He wondered if his kid would look anything like the man in front of him. A man he didn't know anything about.
"You have soft hands," Justin told him.
Brian pulled his hand away with a gasp.
"Hey," Justin said grabbing Brian's hand.
He pulled it to his mouth and kissed the brunet’s hand. Then he gave Brian a wide smile.
"I want you," Brian said moving closer. "I want to fuck you."
"Brian," Justin muttered. "Don't ask me again."
Brian felt like crying for a second but pushed it all back. He didn't know what was happening to him. He was about to act like a five year old when he didn't get his way. The brunet cleared his throat and moved on his back. Justin sighed and wanted to make it up to the man.
He knew that Brian had to be sore because the night before they had spend it fucking. He should let Brian fuck him but he didn’t want the kid to use it as an excuse to push him away, also it was not easy for him to give up control.
“Why not?” Brian asked.
“Do you want to get rid of me that badly?” Justin asked jokingly.
“It’s not that,” the brunet assured him. “It’s just that you have such a great ass. I look at it and get so fucking horny. I want to fuck you hard and fast and have you begging for more.”
“Sounds like you have thought about it,” Justin said getting on top of Brian.
“I have,” Brian admitted.
Justin kissed the man under him. He caressed every piece of skin that his hands came in contact with. Brian turned them around and straddled the man. He rubbed his erection against the blond. The shorter man pushed his tongue inside Brian’s mouth. He loved the feel and taste of the man on top of him. He didn’t know why it was but he loved to kiss Brian’s mouth like no one ever before.
Then Brian was rubbing his ass over Justin’s hard cock. He wanted to fuck and he knew that it was quicker to have Justin fucking him than beg the blond for it to be the other way around. He wasn’t giving up just yet on his wishes but at the moment he had more pressing matters.
“Fuck me,” Brian said when pulled his lips away.
Justin brought two fingers to his mouth and covered them with saliva. “Lift up,” he commanded.
Brian did and gasped when Justin’s pushed a finger inside of him. His head dropped on the crock of the blond’s neck. He then bit down on Justin’s shoulder when the older man pushed another finger inside of him. He knew he was a bit sore, yet he wanted more. He started rotating his hips trying to get the digits to touch his prostate. Every time he managed it he grunted and moved faster.
"You like that, kid," Justin said huskily.
Brian was beyond the point of protesting. He would remind Justin later on not to call him a kid. His eyes opened when Justin pulled his fingers out. He looked down to see what the shorter man was doing. He saw Justin putting on the condom and when the blond looked up at him, he gave him a lustful look.
“Ride me, kid,” Justin told him.
The brunet lifted up and grabbed Justin’s dick. He placed it at his entrance and started pushing down. His eyes closed yet again and he moaned when the head of Justin’s member breached past the rings in his hole.
“Easy,” Justin whispered as his fingertips caressed the brunet’s hips.
Brian threw his head back and pushed down the rest of the way. He took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes when he started moving.
“Yeah,” Justin groaned. “That’s it.”
The brunet placed his hands on top of Justin’s chest as he rode him. He whimpered when Justin started jerking him off. Justin’s thrusts became nothing but mere jabs as he tried to cum deep inside the brunet.
“Oh,” Brian gasped and knew he was about to cum.
Justin held on to the brunet’s hips. His whole body arched up as the brunet slammed back down into him. He started caressing Brian's nipples and Brian moaned with pleasure. The younger man scratched Justin's chest and screamed the blond's name before he splashed his cum all over them.
Seconds later Justin was climaxing. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Brian moved away. Justin tied up the condom and threw it to the floor.
“You okay?” Justin asked as he cuddled with the taller man.
Brian purred and nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered.
Justin caressed Brian’s face. “I’m going to go out and get something to eat.”
Brian frowned. “There is food in the fridge.”
“I don't want to cook," Justin said. "And you look way too comfortable. I don't want to make you get up and cook us something."
Brian smiled at that. "There is a Deli about two blocks from here, once you get out go to the left."
"Sounds perfect," Justin told him.
Brian watched as Justin got off the bed and put his clothes on. He frowned when he saw the older man taking his guns. He looked away and knew that if Justin wanted to become part of his life, he would have to leave the guns out of the equation. He didn't even want to know what people Justin was involved with.
"Do you want hot chocolate or coffee?" Justin asked when he was dressed. He knew that Brian probably couldn’t have coffee but he wasn’t supposed to know that.
"Hot chocolate," Brian told him.
"What else?" the blond asked.
"I want an egg, ham and cheese sandwich," the young man said. "And they should put lettuce and tomato on it too. And I want the cheese to be cheddar."
"Okay," Justin said.
“No wait,” the brunet said. “I want bacon too and no tomato. Forget that.”
The blond smirked and nodded.
"Oh, and they sell these chocolate covered doughnuts," the brunet said and smiled.
The light brown haired man got one knee on the bed and leaned towards Brian. He kissed him on the forehead and gave him a big smile. “Okay, whatever you want kid.”
“I’m not a kid,” Brian told him closing his eyes.
The sandy haired man chuckled. "You are my kid."
Brian felt his heart jumping up and down with happiness. He hoped he wasn't blushing.
"How am I going to get back in?" Justin asked.
Brian told him where the keys were and what the code was. Then he closed his eyes again with a big smile. He liked the way Justin was treating him. He could so get used to it.
***
"Brian," Michael said.
"Mmm, it took you long enough," Brian muttered; he was still half asleep.
Michael frowned and then smiled. "What are you dreaming about?"
"You want me to show you?" Brian asked smirking.
The brunet opened his eyes and frowned.
“What’s going on?” Michael asked.
Brian sat up. “Oh, hey,” he said pulling the covers to the middle of his chest.
“Did you have a trick over?” Michael asked noticing that the room smelled of nothing but pure sex.
“What are you doing here?” Brian asked.
"I came to check on you," Michael said.
Brian sighed. "I'm not a little kid, Mikey."
Michael nodded slowly. "How's the baby?"
"Are you listening to me?" Brian asked annoyed.
"I know that, Brian," Michael told him sighing. "I just worry about you."
"You don't have to," Brian pointed out.
"Then who is going to do it?" Michael asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
Brian wanted to blurt Justin's name but kept quiet. He didn't even know if Justin was staying. He sighed as he thought of what he was going to do.
"Are you okay?" Michael asked as he caressed Brian's face.
Brian pulled his head back. "Uh, look I'm going to sleep some more; why don't you go home and call me later."
"I can stay and clean or something," Michael said.
Brian swallowed. "I uh..." he didn't know how to tell his friend that he was waiting for Justin.
Then the door opened and closed. Michael frowned and got up quickly to see what the fuck was going on. He could swear that he had locked the door.
"Brian, I brought you a large hot chocolate because you didn't tell me how big you wanted it," Justin said as he walked to the kitchen.
“Who the fuck are you?” Michael asked. "What are you doing here?"
Justin arched a brow. “I’m Justin and I'm bringing breakfast," the sandy haired man said.
"How did you get inside?" Michael asked.
"I have a key, isn’t it obvious," Justin said showing them to Michael before he put them on the counter. "Who are you?"
"How the fuck?!" Michael asked, angry.
Justin didn't like the guy's attitude one bit. "I think you should go."
"I'm Brian's best friend," Michael informed him. "You should be the one to go."
The light brown haired man wanted to shoot Michael right then. The fact that Michael thought he had any right to decide what went on with Brian bugged him.
"I'm not going anywhere," Justin said.
"Michael," Brian said as he came out of the room in a pair of sweats. "He has the keys because I gave them to him."
"Why?" Michael asked.
Brian was now walking towards the food. "So he could bring me breakfast."
As soon as Brian was close enough Justin kissed the brunet's neck. "Mmm, tell him to leave," he muttered.
Brian looked at Justin and sighed.
"What is he doing here?" Michael asked crossing his arms.
"What business is it of yours?" Justin asked. “And if you must know, we were fucking.”
Michael seemed to be turning as red as a tomato. “Can I speak with you, Brian?”
Brian stared at his friend. “What?”
Michael stared at them hard.
“I’m going to the bathroom to snoop around while you two talk,” Justin said.
Brian smirked at that. “Sure,” he said.
Brian watched him go and then turned to his friend. “What is it?” he asked and started opening the bags that the shorter man had brought.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked coming closer to his friend. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
“Why?” Brian asked as he closed the bag because he found a few bagels in it. He deduced that Justin was having that.
He opened the other bag and smiled. He inspected it and was satisfied that it was like he’d asked for it. Then he grabbed the bigger cup and pulled it close to him.
“That is Justin,” Michael whispered. “The Justin.”
The brunet sighed.
“Brian, you said you had to be careful,” Michael said.
“What?” Brian asked opening the smaller cup to see what it was. It was coffee and he closed it quickly. Then he took a bite of his sandwich and stared at his friend. “What?” he asked with his mouth full.
“You said you were going to be careful because of the baby,” Michael hissed. He looked back and then leaned closer to the brunet. “You don’t know where the fuck he’s been.”
Brian sighed. “We used protection.”
“Like the time you got pregnant,” Michael pointed out.
Brian glared. “Jesus fuck, Mikey,” the brunet hissed. “I just…god, I was so…he…god.”
The brunet didn’t know how to explain things to his friend. He didn’t know what the older man did to him to make him turn into a puddle. He forgot what the word ‘no’ was or how to pronounce it. He just couldn’t resist the man, plain and simple.
“What?” Michael asked.
“I haven’t had sex in almost three months,” Brian told him. “He came out of nowhere and next thing I know we’re fucking like the world is about to end. I just…I wanted him.”
Michael narrowed his eyes at the brunet. “I offered you to help you out, Brian.”
“Michael,” Brian said sternly. “You’re my friend and nothing else. That’s what we are. You don’t have to do this for me, okay?”
“But Brian…” Michael stuttered. “I…we could…”
“Are you guys done talking?” Justin asked as he came towards them.
The shorter man had nothing on but a towel wrapped around his waist. He had thought of taking a shower but didn’t because he wanted Brian with him. He grabbed the bag with his two bagels and opened it.
“Do you want any, Michael?” Justin asked.
“No,” Michael spat out. “I have to go. I’ll call you, Brian. We’ll talk about this.”
When the door was closed, Justin stared at Brian.
“Are you with him?” Justin asked.
“He’s my best friend and nothing more,” Brian said. “I know you don’t have to say it. He likes me, but whatever attraction there is, it’s all him.”
Justin swallowed the piece of bagel he’d been chewing. “Good, I’m not going to be forced to eliminate the competition,” he said sarcastically.
Brian looked at Justin and smirked.
***
“Well, look who it is,” Slater said as Justin came into the building.
“Hey,” Tony said. “I heard you’re going to be a daddy.”
Justin smiled and nodded. He pulled a chair close and sat with them.
“You’ve been gone for more than a day,” Slater said and nodded at Tony. “Smith was pissed.”
Justin rubbed his face and sighed. “What did he say?”
“He wants to talk to you as soon as possible,” Slater informed him.
Justin got up and walked away so he could call the man. About an hour later he came back.
“So?” Slater asked as he looked up at his friend then at his cards.
“I’m off the hook,” was all the light brown haired man said before he sat down.
“Want to play?” Tony asked.
“No,” Justin said.
“So, did he tell you he was pregnant?” Slater asked.
“No,” Justin said. “But he’s gained weight since the last time we saw each other. You can’t tell he’s got one on the oven though.”
“How did you find out he was pregnant?” Tony asked and moved his cards closer to Slater so the man could take his turn.
“A friend told me,” Slater muttered. “So what if he doesn’t tell you?”
“Eventually he’s going to have to,” Justin pointed out.
“That’s true,” Slater said frowning as he threw his card on the table. “Are you cheating?”
Tony laughed as he grabbed all the cards to set them again.
“I came to get some of my clothes,” Justin said smiling. “I’m going to stay with him.”
Slater smiled. “Look at you,” the man said. “You’re fucking glowing man.”
“Shut up,” Justin said.
Tony looked at the blue eyed man and chuckled as he shook his head.
“Are you going to be with him because he’s going to have your kid?” Slater asked as he pushed the long sleeves in his shirt back to the middle of his forearm.
“It’s not like I came back for him,” Justin said. “I wanted to see if it was true. Then I would have been around as much as I could have and given him everything he needed. But now…damn,” the shorter man said and he sighed. “I wanted him so badly. I wanted to touch him and kiss him and fuck him senseless.”
Slater smirked as he listened to the man. “Didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Justin answered with a laugh. “But I still want that.”
“You have it bad,” Tony pointed out.
“He looked as hot and sexy as before,” Justin said.
“Well it’s only been five months,” Slater pointed out. “I know people change and all that but what did you think he was going to morph into?”
Tony laughed and started giving cards to Justin and Slater first.
“No man,” Justin said. “You know how when you see a guy and you fuck him and then you see him again and you’re like, oh well I had him. He loses some of the appeal,” Justin said.
“Right,” Slater said.
“The same happens to me with the ladies,” Tony said. “Well, some of them are hard to forget.”
“Well,” Justin said and smiled. “Brian is hard to forget. I couldn’t stop thinking about him before and I can’t stop thinking about him now. I just don’t want to leave. I want more. I want to take care of him and make sure they will be safe.”
“I hear a wedding,” Tony teased.
Justin laughed at that and then frowned as he picked the cards. “What the fuck are you guys playing?”
“Go fish,” Tony said.
And Justin almost laughed. Tony and Slater, men who had done unspeakable things, were playing a kid’s game. Life truly was a box of surprises.
***
There was a knock on the door and Brian went to open it. He let Michael in and then walked back to his desk.
“Is he here?” Michael asked.
“No,” Brian answered as he sat down on the chair.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked.
“Work,” the brunet replied. “What are you doing here?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to go out,” Michael told him.
Brian shook his head. “I’m busy.”
“Just for a little while,” Michael said. “It’s not good to be cooped in here.”
Brian sighed. “I really do have to finish this. Tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure,” Michael said. “So, are you going to see him again?”
The brunet grabbed the mouse and hit save. “Why?”
Michael shrugged. “I’m just wondering.”
“I’m going to have to see him the rest of my life one way or another,” Brian said. “I’m having his baby,” he said and opened another file.
Michael frowned. “You told him.”
“Not yet,” the twenty two year old man said.
“Are you going to tell him?” Michael asked.
“I don’t know,” Brian said. “I really don’t know, Mikey.”
“You barely know him,” Michael told him. “You’re acting so crazy Brian. First you go with him without knowing what could have happen to you. Then you get pregnant. Now he comes back and you end up in bed with him and give him your fucking keys as if you’ve known him forever.”
Brian sighed as he stared at his friend. He couldn’t believe Michael was getting so worked up over things. “He has a right to know that he’s going to be a father.”
Michael shook his head. “I said I was going to help you.”
“It’s not your job,” Brian pointed out.
"What if he doesn't want her?" Michael asked.
“Stop it!” Brian yelled.
Michael took a deep breath. “I don’t know what to tell you, Brian. I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
There was a knock on the door.
“Who is that?” Michael asked.
“If I was psychic I would be a millionaire by now, Mikey,” Brian drawled. But he knew that it was Justin. He went and opened the door. “Hey,” he said when Justin smiled at him.
The older man had a blue and white Nike sports bag. He went inside and put it on the floor.
“Hey, Michael,” the sandy haired man said when he saw the man.
Michael didn’t answer. He stared at the bag and then at Brian, silently asking what was going on.
“You can put your things in the closet,” Brian told him.
Justin nodded and grabbed the bag once again. He didn’t know why, but each time he saw Brian’s friend, he got a bad feeling.
Michael walked over to Brian. “What is going on?”
“Go home, Mikey,” Brian told him.
“Brian,” Michael said in a deadly tone. “Is he moving here?”
“He’s going to stay for a while,” Brian informed him.
“Are you shitting me?” Michael asked.
“It’s just for a few days,” Brian said.
Michael narrowed his eyes at the brunet.
“He said that he was leaving in a week and asked me if he could stay here,” Brian informed him. “And I just…I said yes.”
“Oh my god,” Michael said. “You’re being such an ass about this whole thing. He doesn’t love you Brian. He just wants to fuck you. Can’t you see that?”
“It’s my fucking problem,” Brian spat out. “I’ll see you, Mikey.”
Before Michael could say anything else, Brian closed the door. He locked it and set the alarm before he walked back to the desk. He was typing away when a pair of strong arms rubbed his shoulders.
“You look tense,” Justin whispered. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Brian told him.
Justin started massaging him. “Go ahead,” he said. “Keep on working.”
Brian smiled and for a brief moment he could see a family in the future. And it was beautiful and it was perfect and it was all his.
***
Justin had spent the day with Slater. He had left the loft early in the morning way before Brian had woken up. He called the loft but nobody answered. He had the brunet’s cell phone and called him to ask him where he was. He frowned when Brian told him he was at Woody’s. The shorter man went there to find his lover.
“Hey beautiful,” Justin said, smiling when he arrived at the place and found the brunet sitting at one of the stalls staring at a bottle of water.
Brian looked up and gave the blond a small smile.
“What are you doing here?” Justin asked.
The brunet nodded towards the pool table. “I promised Michael that I would go out with them tonight.”
“Wouldn’t you rather be at home with me fucking our brains out?” Justin asked as he put his hand at the end of Brian’s back.
The taller man smirked. “I much rather be doing that, yeah.”
“Let’s get out of here then,” Justin told him.
“Brian,” Michael said sharply. “Come on. Let’s go play.”
Brian sighed. “I thought it was going to be you and Ted only.”
“Emmett wants to play as well,” Michael said and ignored Justin completely.
“Fine,” Brian said, getting up as he held the bottle of water he had.
Justin followed them and sat down to watch them.
“Hi,” Emmett said. “How is it going?”
“Good,” Justin replied and extended his hand when he saw Brian looking for a place to leave his bottle of water.
“Thanks,” Brian said.
Justin pulled him for a kiss. “You’re welcome.”
Michael glared at them before he turned to look at the game at the table. Ted was watching Michael and he sighed. He felt invisible to the man. He wondered why Michael couldn’t stop pining away for Brian when it was obvious that the brunet was so into Justin.
For the next forty five minutes the guys played. Then Brian had to go to the bathroom…yet again. Justin of course went after him this time. When Brian was done the blond pulled the brunet to one of the stalls.
“What are you doing?” Brian asked.
Justin smirked and proceeded to fuck him senseless. When they were almost done the door opened and someone saw them but quickly left. When they were done they got cleaned up and went outside. Justin told Brian that he wanted to leave and the brunet said goodbye to his friends.
“Are you going to let him tell you what to do now?” Michael asked, furious.
“I’m right here,” Justin said. “And Brian is a big boy. He can make his own choices. If he wanted to stay, he would.”
“Fuck you,” Michael said. “I’m not talking to you.”
“Michael,” Emmett said putting his hand on Michael’s arm. “Come on, honey. Let the love birds alone.”
Michael pulled his arm away from the tall man. “You don’t know shit,” he hissed. “He’s with Brian because he’s in town and he can fuck him without getting to work too hard for it.”
“Are you blind?” Justin asked getting in front of Michael. “Look around you. This place is full of guys that I can fuck and if you notice, they’re dying to get a piece of me.”
Brian knew it was true because all night there had been guys trying to get Justin’s attention. He had thought that the blond just hadn’t noticed. Now he knew better.
“I don’t need to use Brian for anything. I’m with him because the first time I saw him I thought he was the hottest man alive. And guess what? He still is,” Justin growled. “So back off!”
Emmett wished he had someone like the blond.
“I’m going to get the car,” Justin said and left the place.
Brian shook his head as he stared at Michael. “What is wrong with you?”
“I don’t care what he says,” Michael told him. “He’s only using you.”
“I care about what he says,” Brian hissed. “So stop being such an ass to him all the time.”
Emmett knew things were getting ugly. “Brian,” he said and interlaced his arm with Brian’s. “Honey, forget Michael and tell me how that man is in bed. Any good?”
Brian knew what Emmett was trying to do and he let him. He wasn’t up to be arguing with Michael. He knew that the stress wasn’t good for his baby.
“I mean he must be if you’re still interested,” Emmett pointed out.
Brian smirked as he let the tall man pull him away. “He’s fucking great.”
“You don’t say,” Emmett commented.
“He has a tongue to die for,” Brian said smirking. “And that’s all you’re getting for now.”
“Fine,” Emmett said and kissed Brian on the cheek. “Go to your knight.”
Brian took a deep breath and nodded. Once he was outside he looked around but Justin wasn’t coming from any direction. He put a hand over his belly and smiled. “Your father is wonderful you know. God, I think daddy is in love. Can you believe that? I’m so scared. He’s not as good as he seems and yet I can’t help but want him more and more. What should I do? What he said it was beautiful, wasn’t it?” he asked and closed his eyes. “He wants me, out of all of them.”
A couple of minutes later he felt someone pushing him back against the wall. He tried to pull away but the guy grabbed him by the neck.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Brian asked.
“Brian, Brian, Brian,” Cole said smirking. “I saw you.”
“What?” Brian asked lost.
“You looked hot,” Cole told him smirking. “Being such a good boy taking it up the ass like you should be.”
“Fuck you, Cole,” Brian told him, trying to fight the man off.
Cole leaned closer. “I should fuck…you.”
Brian frowned and moved his head to the side right in time. Cole had tried to kiss him. The older man chuckled as the brunet tried to fight him over. Cole was a bit taller than the brunet and more muscular.
“Let me go,” Brian hissed.
“Oh don’t fight me,” Cole said smirking. “You know you want it. I know you’re going to enjoy my cock deep inside of you. I’ll have you moaning and saying my name just like he did.”
While they fought, the mustang stopped in front of them. The blond got out with a deadly gaze. He didn’t rush it, knowing that Brian wasn’t in any immediate danger but that didn’t keep him from being pissed as hell.
“Move away,” Justin said in a deadly tone.
Cole turned his head around and smirked. “Get lost.”
Justin moved forward and pressed the barrel of his gun in Cole’s back. “You seem to be confused here.”
Cole stiffened, when he heard the ‘click’ the gun made behind him plus the cold metal touching his skin.
“Now back off,” Justin said. “Walk away.”
Cole let go of the brunet. He looked from the blond to Brian and then at the shorter man. He nodded before he turned around and was gone.
“What a fucking prick,” Justin hissed as he put the gun away.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Brian asked angrily.
Justin looked around making sure that no one had seen him. “You were enjoying that?” he asked and looked at the taller man.
“No,” Brian hissed. “But I don’t belong to you!” the man hissed.
“Brian, get in the car,” Justin told him. “Please, come on.”
Brian glared at him. “I’m not some kid that needs to be rescued.”
Justin wrapped an arm around the brunet’s waist. “I’m sorry kid. I lose my mind around you. And like I said, you’re my kid...mine.”
Brian arched a brow.
“He was touching you,” the blond pointed out. “I got angry. Is it that bad?”
“You did?” Brian asked.
“A lot,” Justin said and caressed Brian’s face. “I don’t get jealous easily, but I did. It’s your fault.”
Brian couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“You’re special,” Justin said. “Let’s get out of here. Let me make it up to you. I promise you’ll like it.”
Brian nodded slowly. His head bent down and he kissed the older man. He walked to the blond’s car and got inside. He thought of how scared Cole looked and he smirked but then he frowned when he realized what had happened. The last thing he wanted was for Justin to get in trouble. He hoped with all his heart that Cole would keep quiet about the whole thing.
Then he started thinking about what it all meant. He had let Justin fuck him in the bathroom and he was sure that sooner or later they were going to find out that he was bottoming for Justin. They would see that he was pregnant. He was no longer going to be the stud he had been trying to be. It didn’t matter anyways. He’d been out of the club scene for a while now. All that was important was his baby. He relaxed and tried to enjoy his time with the blond.
“Put your seatbelt on,” Justin said as he stopped at the light.
“Right,” Brian said and smiled.
He liked how Justin took care of him. He wondered how it would be if the blond found out he was pregnant. Something told him it would be fine.
Chapter Four: My Kid
Summary: Justin and Slater are back. Do I need to say more? Lol.
AN: Thanks to my betas Helen and Lois. Couldn't do it without them.
“Wait,” Slater said talking to Justin.
Justin stopped the car on the side of the road and waited.
“Yeah, okay,” he said on the phone. “Okay, no problem. Thanks, Emmett,” Slater said and hung up. “He told me that he went to the diner and Brian was there. He’s going to wait for us outside.”
They were going to meet Emmett at the diner to begin with. Now it turned out that the man responsible for their visit to PA was there as well. Justin drove there as he tried to control his heart. He parked the car in the alley and got out. The two of them walked to the diner and Emmett was outside pacing.
“Hey hot thing,” Slater said.
Emmett smiled from ear to ear. Justin rolled his eyes and was about to enter the diner when Emmett stopped him.
“Look, Brian told Michael that he was pregnant and made him swear that he wouldn’t say anything,” Emmett said really fast. “And then Michael told us and we promised not to say anything so you can’t go in there and tell him that you know about the baby because then Michael would know I broke my promise and he would never tell me anything and Brian would know Michael broke his promise and really, why go through all this trouble.”
“Jesus man,” Justin said.
Slater laughed. “Just go in there and sit with him. We’ll be in there in a few minutes. Don’t worry,” he said.
Emmett nodded and did.
Justin sighed. “I don’t know about this. What if…”
“You can always get the baby tested after it’s born,” Slater pointed out.
“That’s not what I mean,” Justin said. “I don’t want him growing up around me.”
Slater nodded slowly. “I guess…it can be dangerous.”
Justin sighed. “But then I want to enjoy it. I’m thirty and I don’t have kids or anyone for that matter.”
Slater rubbed his chin.
“Fuck it,” Justin said. “Let’s just go in and see what happens.”
Emmett was making small conversation with the brunet who was more interesting in wolfing down the waffles in his plate. Slater sat down next to Emmett and kissed him on the cheek.
“How is it going?” Slater asked smirking.
“Slater,” Emmett said trying to act surprised. “Wow.”
Brian looked up and stared at them. Then he looked to the side and saw Justin standing there. The shorter man had his hair untied and it almost reached his shoulders.
“Hey kid,” Justin said and grinned. “Can I sit down?”
Brian felt like he was three inches tall. His heart started beating so fast that he thought someone would have to come and pick it up when it flew across the diner once it ripped out of his chest. He swallowed and felt like he couldn’t breathe.
“So?” Justin asked.
“Sure,” Brian said so low that Justin barely heard him.
Justin sat down and moved as close to Brian as he could.
“So how have you been?” Slater asked Emmett.
Emmett smiled. “Good but now that you’re here I’m better.”
Brian stared at his food and couldn’t move.
“Aren’t you going to finish your food?” Justin asked the brunet.
Brian looked at Justin and back at his food. “I’m done,” the brunet said. “Can you let me out? I have to go.”
Justin got up and watched the brunet. “I’m going after him,” he said to Slater who nodded and stayed with Emmett.
When Justin got out of the diner he saw the brunet getting in a black Jeep. He sighed and quickly went to get his car. By the time he had backed away from the alley, the brunet was gone. So he did the only thing he could and that was drive to Brian’s building. He still remembered the way. He smiled when he saw the Jeep there and he parked behind it. He got out and went to the front entrance. He read the names on the buzzer and found Brian’s floor. He rang someone else claiming he had a package.
Once inside he took the elevator to Brian’s floor. When he got there he found two apartments. He knocked on the one across from the elevator. When the door opened, Brian was there.
“What are you doing here?” Brian asked, surprise to see the blond standing there.
“I don’t know,” Justin said going inside. He was grinning like a fool.
Brian frowned and went after the older man.
“I went out of my way to see you and you’re acting like you don’t care,” Justin said looking around. “This place looks good.”
Brian looked back at the open door. Then he walked closer to Justin. “You’re nuts, you can’t come in here just like that.”
“Like what?” Justin asked arching a brow.
Brian sighed.
“You know I was polite enough to offer you something when we were at my place,” Justin told him.
“Do you want something to drink?” Brian asked annoyed.
“Sure,” Justin said.
Brian closed the door first and then went to the kitchen and got Justin a beer. He still bought them but the only one drinking them was Michael when he dropped by. He opened it and when he turned around, Justin was there standing behind him. “Uh, here.”
“So,” Justin said after taking a sip. “How have you been?”
“I meant it,” Brian said. “When I said I didn’t fuck anyone twice.”
“Don’t you think you would have to at least fuck me once before that applies,” Justin whispered as he came close to the brunet.
Brian felt himself hardening as Justin caressed his neck.
“Tell me,” Justin whispered. “Have you thought of me?”
The brunet fisted his hands. “No,” he gasped out.
“Mmm,” Justin muttered as he put the beer on top of the kitchen counter.
“So, I think you should go,” Brian whispered.
“I've thought of you," Justin muttered. "Thought of how good it was having your tight ass wrapped tightly around my cock."
Brian gasped when the older man licked his neck. Then Justin moved closer and started sucking the brunet's earlobe. It was his sensitive side and Justin had memorized it. The older man undid Brian’s pants and pushed them down before he moved to the brunet’s shirt. Once he had the man naked he moved back to enjoy the view.
The younger man wondered how the fuck he was the one that ended up naked at his own home. Justin pushed Brian against the kitchen island. Then he kissed the brunet hard and fast. Brian moaned and he felt like it was an injection of liquid fire. His body was hit with a wave of heat in seconds. He ripped the buttons off Justin’s shirt and got rid of it. Justin pushed his holster off and when it hit the floor, the gun made a loud thud. That didn’t stop them. Justin got rid of his wife beater before they moved to Justin’s pants.
The smaller man got hold of a condom before his jeans were pooling around his ankles. Justin went back to kiss Brian as his hands started to jerk the brunet.
“Justin,” Brian groaned.
Justin turned Brian around and pushed him against the counter. He ripped the lubed condom open and put it on. He spitted on his index and middle finger before he was pushing said digits into the brunet.
“Oh fuck,” Brian hissed.
The blond busied himself kissing Brian’s neck while he opened the younger man. When he though Brian was ready he pulled his fingers away. Then he placed himself at the brunet’s entrance. He pushed inside the brunet and groaned.
“Wait,” Brian gasped out as his hand moved back and clamped down on Justin’s thigh. “God, please wait.”
“Shhh,” Justin said as he gripped Brian’s hips.
After a few minutes the brunet relaxed and Justin pushed inside all the way. He had to wait again until the brunet was ready. Then he started fucking him with long slow strokes. Brian opened his legs more and leaned closer to the cold surface. He moaned as Justin rubbed against his sweet spot over and over again. He didn’t know how much he needed it until that moment.
“God,” Justin groaned. “You’re perfect,” he gasped. “So…tight…fuck, fuck.”
Brian bit his lower lip and his hips arched up. “Touch me,” he moaned.
Justin grabbed Brian’s cock and groaned as he found out how wet the younger man was. He started pounding faster and faster until he was right on the edge. He bit down on Brian’s back and emptied himself. Brian let go of everything and his cum adorned Justin’s fist.
“Fuck,” Justin said as he pulled away slowly.
Both of them ended up lying on the floor. Justin tied off the condom and then got rid of his boots and pants. Then he was on top of the taller man kissing him and touching him everywhere. His forearms on the floor so all his weight wasn't on the brunet.
“God, I want to eat you up,” he whispered as he licked behind the brunet’s ear.
“Mmm,” Brian sighed.
“We should get up,” Justin pointed out.
Brian swallowed hard. He was thankful that his belly didn’t show any signs of a pregnancy. He stared at the shorter man wondering if he should tell him the truth.
“So?” Justin asked smirking.
“Um,” Brian said sitting up.
Justin got up and started picking his clothes and possessions.
Brian watched the older man walking away and his mouth watered as he watched Justin’s ass. He sighed and looked down at himself. He put his hand on his stomach and thought about his baby. He wondered if Justin was going to stick around. If he could trust the brown haired man to form part of the happy family he was trying to build.
“Hey,” Justin said. “Come on, let’s get into bed. I want a tour,” he said from the bedroom. “Of all of you.”
Brian walked to the bedroom and thought he would see how things went before he told Justin that he was pregnant.
***
Brian was on his side with his elbow on the bed and his head resting on his hand. He was staring at the blond that was currently sleeping. He bit his lower lip as his free hand went up to caress Justin's face. He had a little smile in place even though he didn't know it. He'd been staring at the blond for more than half an hour now. He wondered if his kid would look anything like the man in front of him. A man he didn't know anything about.
"You have soft hands," Justin told him.
Brian pulled his hand away with a gasp.
"Hey," Justin said grabbing Brian's hand.
He pulled it to his mouth and kissed the brunet’s hand. Then he gave Brian a wide smile.
"I want you," Brian said moving closer. "I want to fuck you."
"Brian," Justin muttered. "Don't ask me again."
Brian felt like crying for a second but pushed it all back. He didn't know what was happening to him. He was about to act like a five year old when he didn't get his way. The brunet cleared his throat and moved on his back. Justin sighed and wanted to make it up to the man.
He knew that Brian had to be sore because the night before they had spend it fucking. He should let Brian fuck him but he didn’t want the kid to use it as an excuse to push him away, also it was not easy for him to give up control.
“Why not?” Brian asked.
“Do you want to get rid of me that badly?” Justin asked jokingly.
“It’s not that,” the brunet assured him. “It’s just that you have such a great ass. I look at it and get so fucking horny. I want to fuck you hard and fast and have you begging for more.”
“Sounds like you have thought about it,” Justin said getting on top of Brian.
“I have,” Brian admitted.
Justin kissed the man under him. He caressed every piece of skin that his hands came in contact with. Brian turned them around and straddled the man. He rubbed his erection against the blond. The shorter man pushed his tongue inside Brian’s mouth. He loved the feel and taste of the man on top of him. He didn’t know why it was but he loved to kiss Brian’s mouth like no one ever before.
Then Brian was rubbing his ass over Justin’s hard cock. He wanted to fuck and he knew that it was quicker to have Justin fucking him than beg the blond for it to be the other way around. He wasn’t giving up just yet on his wishes but at the moment he had more pressing matters.
“Fuck me,” Brian said when pulled his lips away.
Justin brought two fingers to his mouth and covered them with saliva. “Lift up,” he commanded.
Brian did and gasped when Justin’s pushed a finger inside of him. His head dropped on the crock of the blond’s neck. He then bit down on Justin’s shoulder when the older man pushed another finger inside of him. He knew he was a bit sore, yet he wanted more. He started rotating his hips trying to get the digits to touch his prostate. Every time he managed it he grunted and moved faster.
"You like that, kid," Justin said huskily.
Brian was beyond the point of protesting. He would remind Justin later on not to call him a kid. His eyes opened when Justin pulled his fingers out. He looked down to see what the shorter man was doing. He saw Justin putting on the condom and when the blond looked up at him, he gave him a lustful look.
“Ride me, kid,” Justin told him.
The brunet lifted up and grabbed Justin’s dick. He placed it at his entrance and started pushing down. His eyes closed yet again and he moaned when the head of Justin’s member breached past the rings in his hole.
“Easy,” Justin whispered as his fingertips caressed the brunet’s hips.
Brian threw his head back and pushed down the rest of the way. He took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes when he started moving.
“Yeah,” Justin groaned. “That’s it.”
The brunet placed his hands on top of Justin’s chest as he rode him. He whimpered when Justin started jerking him off. Justin’s thrusts became nothing but mere jabs as he tried to cum deep inside the brunet.
“Oh,” Brian gasped and knew he was about to cum.
Justin held on to the brunet’s hips. His whole body arched up as the brunet slammed back down into him. He started caressing Brian's nipples and Brian moaned with pleasure. The younger man scratched Justin's chest and screamed the blond's name before he splashed his cum all over them.
Seconds later Justin was climaxing. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Brian moved away. Justin tied up the condom and threw it to the floor.
“You okay?” Justin asked as he cuddled with the taller man.
Brian purred and nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered.
Justin caressed Brian’s face. “I’m going to go out and get something to eat.”
Brian frowned. “There is food in the fridge.”
“I don't want to cook," Justin said. "And you look way too comfortable. I don't want to make you get up and cook us something."
Brian smiled at that. "There is a Deli about two blocks from here, once you get out go to the left."
"Sounds perfect," Justin told him.
Brian watched as Justin got off the bed and put his clothes on. He frowned when he saw the older man taking his guns. He looked away and knew that if Justin wanted to become part of his life, he would have to leave the guns out of the equation. He didn't even want to know what people Justin was involved with.
"Do you want hot chocolate or coffee?" Justin asked when he was dressed. He knew that Brian probably couldn’t have coffee but he wasn’t supposed to know that.
"Hot chocolate," Brian told him.
"What else?" the blond asked.
"I want an egg, ham and cheese sandwich," the young man said. "And they should put lettuce and tomato on it too. And I want the cheese to be cheddar."
"Okay," Justin said.
“No wait,” the brunet said. “I want bacon too and no tomato. Forget that.”
The blond smirked and nodded.
"Oh, and they sell these chocolate covered doughnuts," the brunet said and smiled.
The light brown haired man got one knee on the bed and leaned towards Brian. He kissed him on the forehead and gave him a big smile. “Okay, whatever you want kid.”
“I’m not a kid,” Brian told him closing his eyes.
The sandy haired man chuckled. "You are my kid."
Brian felt his heart jumping up and down with happiness. He hoped he wasn't blushing.
"How am I going to get back in?" Justin asked.
Brian told him where the keys were and what the code was. Then he closed his eyes again with a big smile. He liked the way Justin was treating him. He could so get used to it.
***
"Brian," Michael said.
"Mmm, it took you long enough," Brian muttered; he was still half asleep.
Michael frowned and then smiled. "What are you dreaming about?"
"You want me to show you?" Brian asked smirking.
The brunet opened his eyes and frowned.
“What’s going on?” Michael asked.
Brian sat up. “Oh, hey,” he said pulling the covers to the middle of his chest.
“Did you have a trick over?” Michael asked noticing that the room smelled of nothing but pure sex.
“What are you doing here?” Brian asked.
"I came to check on you," Michael said.
Brian sighed. "I'm not a little kid, Mikey."
Michael nodded slowly. "How's the baby?"
"Are you listening to me?" Brian asked annoyed.
"I know that, Brian," Michael told him sighing. "I just worry about you."
"You don't have to," Brian pointed out.
"Then who is going to do it?" Michael asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
Brian wanted to blurt Justin's name but kept quiet. He didn't even know if Justin was staying. He sighed as he thought of what he was going to do.
"Are you okay?" Michael asked as he caressed Brian's face.
Brian pulled his head back. "Uh, look I'm going to sleep some more; why don't you go home and call me later."
"I can stay and clean or something," Michael said.
Brian swallowed. "I uh..." he didn't know how to tell his friend that he was waiting for Justin.
Then the door opened and closed. Michael frowned and got up quickly to see what the fuck was going on. He could swear that he had locked the door.
"Brian, I brought you a large hot chocolate because you didn't tell me how big you wanted it," Justin said as he walked to the kitchen.
“Who the fuck are you?” Michael asked. "What are you doing here?"
Justin arched a brow. “I’m Justin and I'm bringing breakfast," the sandy haired man said.
"How did you get inside?" Michael asked.
"I have a key, isn’t it obvious," Justin said showing them to Michael before he put them on the counter. "Who are you?"
"How the fuck?!" Michael asked, angry.
Justin didn't like the guy's attitude one bit. "I think you should go."
"I'm Brian's best friend," Michael informed him. "You should be the one to go."
The light brown haired man wanted to shoot Michael right then. The fact that Michael thought he had any right to decide what went on with Brian bugged him.
"I'm not going anywhere," Justin said.
"Michael," Brian said as he came out of the room in a pair of sweats. "He has the keys because I gave them to him."
"Why?" Michael asked.
Brian was now walking towards the food. "So he could bring me breakfast."
As soon as Brian was close enough Justin kissed the brunet's neck. "Mmm, tell him to leave," he muttered.
Brian looked at Justin and sighed.
"What is he doing here?" Michael asked crossing his arms.
"What business is it of yours?" Justin asked. “And if you must know, we were fucking.”
Michael seemed to be turning as red as a tomato. “Can I speak with you, Brian?”
Brian stared at his friend. “What?”
Michael stared at them hard.
“I’m going to the bathroom to snoop around while you two talk,” Justin said.
Brian smirked at that. “Sure,” he said.
Brian watched him go and then turned to his friend. “What is it?” he asked and started opening the bags that the shorter man had brought.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked coming closer to his friend. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
“Why?” Brian asked as he closed the bag because he found a few bagels in it. He deduced that Justin was having that.
He opened the other bag and smiled. He inspected it and was satisfied that it was like he’d asked for it. Then he grabbed the bigger cup and pulled it close to him.
“That is Justin,” Michael whispered. “The Justin.”
The brunet sighed.
“Brian, you said you had to be careful,” Michael said.
“What?” Brian asked opening the smaller cup to see what it was. It was coffee and he closed it quickly. Then he took a bite of his sandwich and stared at his friend. “What?” he asked with his mouth full.
“You said you were going to be careful because of the baby,” Michael hissed. He looked back and then leaned closer to the brunet. “You don’t know where the fuck he’s been.”
Brian sighed. “We used protection.”
“Like the time you got pregnant,” Michael pointed out.
Brian glared. “Jesus fuck, Mikey,” the brunet hissed. “I just…god, I was so…he…god.”
The brunet didn’t know how to explain things to his friend. He didn’t know what the older man did to him to make him turn into a puddle. He forgot what the word ‘no’ was or how to pronounce it. He just couldn’t resist the man, plain and simple.
“What?” Michael asked.
“I haven’t had sex in almost three months,” Brian told him. “He came out of nowhere and next thing I know we’re fucking like the world is about to end. I just…I wanted him.”
Michael narrowed his eyes at the brunet. “I offered you to help you out, Brian.”
“Michael,” Brian said sternly. “You’re my friend and nothing else. That’s what we are. You don’t have to do this for me, okay?”
“But Brian…” Michael stuttered. “I…we could…”
“Are you guys done talking?” Justin asked as he came towards them.
The shorter man had nothing on but a towel wrapped around his waist. He had thought of taking a shower but didn’t because he wanted Brian with him. He grabbed the bag with his two bagels and opened it.
“Do you want any, Michael?” Justin asked.
“No,” Michael spat out. “I have to go. I’ll call you, Brian. We’ll talk about this.”
When the door was closed, Justin stared at Brian.
“Are you with him?” Justin asked.
“He’s my best friend and nothing more,” Brian said. “I know you don’t have to say it. He likes me, but whatever attraction there is, it’s all him.”
Justin swallowed the piece of bagel he’d been chewing. “Good, I’m not going to be forced to eliminate the competition,” he said sarcastically.
Brian looked at Justin and smirked.
***
“Well, look who it is,” Slater said as Justin came into the building.
“Hey,” Tony said. “I heard you’re going to be a daddy.”
Justin smiled and nodded. He pulled a chair close and sat with them.
“You’ve been gone for more than a day,” Slater said and nodded at Tony. “Smith was pissed.”
Justin rubbed his face and sighed. “What did he say?”
“He wants to talk to you as soon as possible,” Slater informed him.
Justin got up and walked away so he could call the man. About an hour later he came back.
“So?” Slater asked as he looked up at his friend then at his cards.
“I’m off the hook,” was all the light brown haired man said before he sat down.
“Want to play?” Tony asked.
“No,” Justin said.
“So, did he tell you he was pregnant?” Slater asked.
“No,” Justin said. “But he’s gained weight since the last time we saw each other. You can’t tell he’s got one on the oven though.”
“How did you find out he was pregnant?” Tony asked and moved his cards closer to Slater so the man could take his turn.
“A friend told me,” Slater muttered. “So what if he doesn’t tell you?”
“Eventually he’s going to have to,” Justin pointed out.
“That’s true,” Slater said frowning as he threw his card on the table. “Are you cheating?”
Tony laughed as he grabbed all the cards to set them again.
“I came to get some of my clothes,” Justin said smiling. “I’m going to stay with him.”
Slater smiled. “Look at you,” the man said. “You’re fucking glowing man.”
“Shut up,” Justin said.
Tony looked at the blue eyed man and chuckled as he shook his head.
“Are you going to be with him because he’s going to have your kid?” Slater asked as he pushed the long sleeves in his shirt back to the middle of his forearm.
“It’s not like I came back for him,” Justin said. “I wanted to see if it was true. Then I would have been around as much as I could have and given him everything he needed. But now…damn,” the shorter man said and he sighed. “I wanted him so badly. I wanted to touch him and kiss him and fuck him senseless.”
Slater smirked as he listened to the man. “Didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Justin answered with a laugh. “But I still want that.”
“You have it bad,” Tony pointed out.
“He looked as hot and sexy as before,” Justin said.
“Well it’s only been five months,” Slater pointed out. “I know people change and all that but what did you think he was going to morph into?”
Tony laughed and started giving cards to Justin and Slater first.
“No man,” Justin said. “You know how when you see a guy and you fuck him and then you see him again and you’re like, oh well I had him. He loses some of the appeal,” Justin said.
“Right,” Slater said.
“The same happens to me with the ladies,” Tony said. “Well, some of them are hard to forget.”
“Well,” Justin said and smiled. “Brian is hard to forget. I couldn’t stop thinking about him before and I can’t stop thinking about him now. I just don’t want to leave. I want more. I want to take care of him and make sure they will be safe.”
“I hear a wedding,” Tony teased.
Justin laughed at that and then frowned as he picked the cards. “What the fuck are you guys playing?”
“Go fish,” Tony said.
And Justin almost laughed. Tony and Slater, men who had done unspeakable things, were playing a kid’s game. Life truly was a box of surprises.
***
There was a knock on the door and Brian went to open it. He let Michael in and then walked back to his desk.
“Is he here?” Michael asked.
“No,” Brian answered as he sat down on the chair.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked.
“Work,” the brunet replied. “What are you doing here?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to go out,” Michael told him.
Brian shook his head. “I’m busy.”
“Just for a little while,” Michael said. “It’s not good to be cooped in here.”
Brian sighed. “I really do have to finish this. Tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure,” Michael said. “So, are you going to see him again?”
The brunet grabbed the mouse and hit save. “Why?”
Michael shrugged. “I’m just wondering.”
“I’m going to have to see him the rest of my life one way or another,” Brian said. “I’m having his baby,” he said and opened another file.
Michael frowned. “You told him.”
“Not yet,” the twenty two year old man said.
“Are you going to tell him?” Michael asked.
“I don’t know,” Brian said. “I really don’t know, Mikey.”
“You barely know him,” Michael told him. “You’re acting so crazy Brian. First you go with him without knowing what could have happen to you. Then you get pregnant. Now he comes back and you end up in bed with him and give him your fucking keys as if you’ve known him forever.”
Brian sighed as he stared at his friend. He couldn’t believe Michael was getting so worked up over things. “He has a right to know that he’s going to be a father.”
Michael shook his head. “I said I was going to help you.”
“It’s not your job,” Brian pointed out.
"What if he doesn't want her?" Michael asked.
“Stop it!” Brian yelled.
Michael took a deep breath. “I don’t know what to tell you, Brian. I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
There was a knock on the door.
“Who is that?” Michael asked.
“If I was psychic I would be a millionaire by now, Mikey,” Brian drawled. But he knew that it was Justin. He went and opened the door. “Hey,” he said when Justin smiled at him.
The older man had a blue and white Nike sports bag. He went inside and put it on the floor.
“Hey, Michael,” the sandy haired man said when he saw the man.
Michael didn’t answer. He stared at the bag and then at Brian, silently asking what was going on.
“You can put your things in the closet,” Brian told him.
Justin nodded and grabbed the bag once again. He didn’t know why, but each time he saw Brian’s friend, he got a bad feeling.
Michael walked over to Brian. “What is going on?”
“Go home, Mikey,” Brian told him.
“Brian,” Michael said in a deadly tone. “Is he moving here?”
“He’s going to stay for a while,” Brian informed him.
“Are you shitting me?” Michael asked.
“It’s just for a few days,” Brian said.
Michael narrowed his eyes at the brunet.
“He said that he was leaving in a week and asked me if he could stay here,” Brian informed him. “And I just…I said yes.”
“Oh my god,” Michael said. “You’re being such an ass about this whole thing. He doesn’t love you Brian. He just wants to fuck you. Can’t you see that?”
“It’s my fucking problem,” Brian spat out. “I’ll see you, Mikey.”
Before Michael could say anything else, Brian closed the door. He locked it and set the alarm before he walked back to the desk. He was typing away when a pair of strong arms rubbed his shoulders.
“You look tense,” Justin whispered. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Brian told him.
Justin started massaging him. “Go ahead,” he said. “Keep on working.”
Brian smiled and for a brief moment he could see a family in the future. And it was beautiful and it was perfect and it was all his.
***
Justin had spent the day with Slater. He had left the loft early in the morning way before Brian had woken up. He called the loft but nobody answered. He had the brunet’s cell phone and called him to ask him where he was. He frowned when Brian told him he was at Woody’s. The shorter man went there to find his lover.
“Hey beautiful,” Justin said, smiling when he arrived at the place and found the brunet sitting at one of the stalls staring at a bottle of water.
Brian looked up and gave the blond a small smile.
“What are you doing here?” Justin asked.
The brunet nodded towards the pool table. “I promised Michael that I would go out with them tonight.”
“Wouldn’t you rather be at home with me fucking our brains out?” Justin asked as he put his hand at the end of Brian’s back.
The taller man smirked. “I much rather be doing that, yeah.”
“Let’s get out of here then,” Justin told him.
“Brian,” Michael said sharply. “Come on. Let’s go play.”
Brian sighed. “I thought it was going to be you and Ted only.”
“Emmett wants to play as well,” Michael said and ignored Justin completely.
“Fine,” Brian said, getting up as he held the bottle of water he had.
Justin followed them and sat down to watch them.
“Hi,” Emmett said. “How is it going?”
“Good,” Justin replied and extended his hand when he saw Brian looking for a place to leave his bottle of water.
“Thanks,” Brian said.
Justin pulled him for a kiss. “You’re welcome.”
Michael glared at them before he turned to look at the game at the table. Ted was watching Michael and he sighed. He felt invisible to the man. He wondered why Michael couldn’t stop pining away for Brian when it was obvious that the brunet was so into Justin.
For the next forty five minutes the guys played. Then Brian had to go to the bathroom…yet again. Justin of course went after him this time. When Brian was done the blond pulled the brunet to one of the stalls.
“What are you doing?” Brian asked.
Justin smirked and proceeded to fuck him senseless. When they were almost done the door opened and someone saw them but quickly left. When they were done they got cleaned up and went outside. Justin told Brian that he wanted to leave and the brunet said goodbye to his friends.
“Are you going to let him tell you what to do now?” Michael asked, furious.
“I’m right here,” Justin said. “And Brian is a big boy. He can make his own choices. If he wanted to stay, he would.”
“Fuck you,” Michael said. “I’m not talking to you.”
“Michael,” Emmett said putting his hand on Michael’s arm. “Come on, honey. Let the love birds alone.”
Michael pulled his arm away from the tall man. “You don’t know shit,” he hissed. “He’s with Brian because he’s in town and he can fuck him without getting to work too hard for it.”
“Are you blind?” Justin asked getting in front of Michael. “Look around you. This place is full of guys that I can fuck and if you notice, they’re dying to get a piece of me.”
Brian knew it was true because all night there had been guys trying to get Justin’s attention. He had thought that the blond just hadn’t noticed. Now he knew better.
“I don’t need to use Brian for anything. I’m with him because the first time I saw him I thought he was the hottest man alive. And guess what? He still is,” Justin growled. “So back off!”
Emmett wished he had someone like the blond.
“I’m going to get the car,” Justin said and left the place.
Brian shook his head as he stared at Michael. “What is wrong with you?”
“I don’t care what he says,” Michael told him. “He’s only using you.”
“I care about what he says,” Brian hissed. “So stop being such an ass to him all the time.”
Emmett knew things were getting ugly. “Brian,” he said and interlaced his arm with Brian’s. “Honey, forget Michael and tell me how that man is in bed. Any good?”
Brian knew what Emmett was trying to do and he let him. He wasn’t up to be arguing with Michael. He knew that the stress wasn’t good for his baby.
“I mean he must be if you’re still interested,” Emmett pointed out.
Brian smirked as he let the tall man pull him away. “He’s fucking great.”
“You don’t say,” Emmett commented.
“He has a tongue to die for,” Brian said smirking. “And that’s all you’re getting for now.”
“Fine,” Emmett said and kissed Brian on the cheek. “Go to your knight.”
Brian took a deep breath and nodded. Once he was outside he looked around but Justin wasn’t coming from any direction. He put a hand over his belly and smiled. “Your father is wonderful you know. God, I think daddy is in love. Can you believe that? I’m so scared. He’s not as good as he seems and yet I can’t help but want him more and more. What should I do? What he said it was beautiful, wasn’t it?” he asked and closed his eyes. “He wants me, out of all of them.”
A couple of minutes later he felt someone pushing him back against the wall. He tried to pull away but the guy grabbed him by the neck.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Brian asked.
“Brian, Brian, Brian,” Cole said smirking. “I saw you.”
“What?” Brian asked lost.
“You looked hot,” Cole told him smirking. “Being such a good boy taking it up the ass like you should be.”
“Fuck you, Cole,” Brian told him, trying to fight the man off.
Cole leaned closer. “I should fuck…you.”
Brian frowned and moved his head to the side right in time. Cole had tried to kiss him. The older man chuckled as the brunet tried to fight him over. Cole was a bit taller than the brunet and more muscular.
“Let me go,” Brian hissed.
“Oh don’t fight me,” Cole said smirking. “You know you want it. I know you’re going to enjoy my cock deep inside of you. I’ll have you moaning and saying my name just like he did.”
While they fought, the mustang stopped in front of them. The blond got out with a deadly gaze. He didn’t rush it, knowing that Brian wasn’t in any immediate danger but that didn’t keep him from being pissed as hell.
“Move away,” Justin said in a deadly tone.
Cole turned his head around and smirked. “Get lost.”
Justin moved forward and pressed the barrel of his gun in Cole’s back. “You seem to be confused here.”
Cole stiffened, when he heard the ‘click’ the gun made behind him plus the cold metal touching his skin.
“Now back off,” Justin said. “Walk away.”
Cole let go of the brunet. He looked from the blond to Brian and then at the shorter man. He nodded before he turned around and was gone.
“What a fucking prick,” Justin hissed as he put the gun away.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Brian asked angrily.
Justin looked around making sure that no one had seen him. “You were enjoying that?” he asked and looked at the taller man.
“No,” Brian hissed. “But I don’t belong to you!” the man hissed.
“Brian, get in the car,” Justin told him. “Please, come on.”
Brian glared at him. “I’m not some kid that needs to be rescued.”
Justin wrapped an arm around the brunet’s waist. “I’m sorry kid. I lose my mind around you. And like I said, you’re my kid...mine.”
Brian arched a brow.
“He was touching you,” the blond pointed out. “I got angry. Is it that bad?”
“You did?” Brian asked.
“A lot,” Justin said and caressed Brian’s face. “I don’t get jealous easily, but I did. It’s your fault.”
Brian couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“You’re special,” Justin said. “Let’s get out of here. Let me make it up to you. I promise you’ll like it.”
Brian nodded slowly. His head bent down and he kissed the older man. He walked to the blond’s car and got inside. He thought of how scared Cole looked and he smirked but then he frowned when he realized what had happened. The last thing he wanted was for Justin to get in trouble. He hoped with all his heart that Cole would keep quiet about the whole thing.
Then he started thinking about what it all meant. He had let Justin fuck him in the bathroom and he was sure that sooner or later they were going to find out that he was bottoming for Justin. They would see that he was pregnant. He was no longer going to be the stud he had been trying to be. It didn’t matter anyways. He’d been out of the club scene for a while now. All that was important was his baby. He relaxed and tried to enjoy his time with the blond.
“Put your seatbelt on,” Justin said as he stopped at the light.
“Right,” Brian said and smiled.
He liked how Justin took care of him. He wondered how it would be if the blond found out he was pregnant. Something told him it would be fine.