QaF: Recovery 2/?
Title: Recovery 2/?
Author: Tena
Fandom: QaF
Pairing/Characters: Brian/Justin, Joan, Gus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: AU
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and am making no money from this story.
Beta: Chaotic Binky
Summary: Brian and Joan reunite and Joan vows to see Brian happy.
Kelly showed Justin in and introduced him to Joan.
“It’s wonderful to meet you, Mrs. Kinney.”
“I’m pleased to meet you too, Justin. So you’re going to be the one to finish whipping me into shape?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Justin chuckled. “You have a lovely house.”
“Thank you; it’s my son’s. He was hoping to be here to meet you also, but there was an urgent issue at his office that he needed to see about.”
“Well, perhaps another day I’ll get to meet him.” Justin smiled.
Joan couldn’t help but be charmed by the young man. His demeanor and smile was so kind and gentle. “You are so cute,” she said and Justin blushed. “Oh, I have embarrassed you.”
“It’s okay, and thank you. But, you’re not trying to butter me up so I won’t be so tough on you are you?”
Joan laughed. “Well, maybe just a little. I am nervous about starting therapy. I have none of the equipment I had at the rehab.”
“Not to worry, I carry some weights, theraband and tubing, and a restorator. If we need anything else, we’ll just improvise.” Joan nodded. “Okay, so let’s get started.”
An hour later, Joan was exhausted. Justin had put her through a fairly rigorous evaluation and set up an exercise program for Kelly to supervise. When Kelly went to get Joan some juice, Justin motioned to pictures on the end-table. “Is this your family?”
“Yes, that’s my Brian and some of his friends.” Joan picked up a picture. “And, this is my grandson Gus. He’s eight years old.”
“He’s cute. Does he live here?”
“No, Gus lives with his mothers in Pittsburgh. Brian’s best friend, in college, asked him to be a sperm donor when she and her partner wanted to have a baby. I think that’s all Brian intended to be, but the moment he laid eyes on the baby he fell in love. He’s a great father.”
“I’m sure he is. He’s a good son too, I’d say if he brought you here to live with him.”
“He is a good son. I just wish I had been a better mother.” When Justin gave her a questioning look, she explained further. “You see, Justin, Brian is gay and I didn’t always understand. I was not a supportive mother. Actually, I was a monster who said awful things about my son’s lifestyle.”
“I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.” Justin felt a little uncomfortable as his patient began to talk, but he knew this was part of his job. Many times patients opened up to him. As a physical therapist, he had to get physically close to his patients. This closeness often helped them feel emotionally close as well and they would tell him things they didn’t tell their own families.
“No, it was worse than anything you could imagine.” Joan shook her head remembering. “Anyway, that was then. I am trying to make amends, and I feel like I have been given a second chance, at life and with my son.”
Justin wondered what Joan would say if she knew he was gay. That would be a conversation for some other time though. Looking at the pictures once more, he wondered which one was Brian and was about to ask when Kelly came back into the room.
“Well, Mrs. Kinney, I will see you on Wednesday at the same time. Here is my card, if you or your son have any questions or if something comes up and we need to reschedule.” Justin stood and smiled as Kelly came back in the room. “Now, do your exercises two to three times a day and walk, walk, walk.”
Joan looked up at Kelly. “He’s a slave driver.”
Kelly laughed. “That’s a good thing, Joan. Well, see you later, Justin. Thank you.” Kelly showed Justin out, promising to make sure Joan did her exercises.
That night over dinner, Brian listened to Joan talk about her day and how much she liked her PT. “He’s going to have me walking on my own in no time, Brian.”
“That’s great; it’s what he’s paid to do.” Part of Brian was thankful his mom liked her PT so much. It would ensure she would follow instructions, but part of him, the part he didn’t like to admit existed, was jealous of her praise for the guy she just met. He wished she had praised him like that. “I’m meeting Michael and the guys after work tomorrow, so I won’t be here for dinner.”
“Oh good, you need to go out. You have been taking care of me and not having any fun. Just be careful, okay?”
Brian smiled, “I will.” Things like that made him feel like maybe his mom really did care and it helped to erase that nagging jealousy that flared from time to time.
~*~*~*~*~
“So how was your new patient?” Daphne asked her best friend.
“She was very sweet. She should do really well. Apparently, she wasn’t always so nice. Her son is gay and for a long time she told him he was going to Hell. Now, they are close again. I wonder what she’d say if she knew I was gay.”
“I doubt she’d care much. See my patients never open up to me like that. So, is he cute?”
“That’s because you are a big bad doctor and patients are intimidated by you.” He laughed at her shocked reaction. “I don’t really know if he’s cute; I didn’t get to meet him. There were lots of pictures but I’m not sure which one he was. Besides, nothing would happen. I would never get involved with a patient.” Justin shook his head.
Daphne grinned and hugged her friend on the way to the shower. “He’s not your patient, Justin.”
Justin shook his head. “Doesn’t matter,” he yelled to her in the other room.
Justin sat there and thought about how much he wished he had someone to spend his time with. He felt lonely. He remembered the picture he saw at Mrs. Kinney’s home. The group of friends were laughing and hugging each other. That’s what he needed. Daphne would be leaving soon to do her fellowship in New York City. He knew he needed to get out and meet people, he just found it hard to make himself open again, not after what happened. A quick flash of a baseball bat made Justin cringe. He got up and grabbed a beer, hoping to forget and relax a little.
“Let’s go out tomorrow night,” Justin said when Daphne came back in the room, freshly showered.
“Oh Justin, I’m sorry, I have to work. You should still go. It would do you good.”
Justin nodded. “Maybe I will. I could go over to Liberty Avenue and find a good club to go dancing.”
“And, get laid,” Daphne said as she sat next to him on the couch, rolling her eyes at his incredulous look. “Oh please, Jus. You need to get laid. Now, what should we order?” Daphne thrust the take out menus at him.
Justin took the menus and began looking through them. “I want a tall, dark, handsome man with a big dick.”
Daphne burst out laughing and took the menus back. “Okay, let’s see.” She began holding up each menu. “Thai, Chinese, oh, I know…Italian!” she said, waving the pizza menu.
“Mmmm…Italian would be good.” The friends giggled.
~*~*~*~*~
“Let’s go dance!” Emmett finished his drink and grabbed Michael’s hand. Brian watched his friends on the dance floor and threw back one more shot of Beam before joining them.
Justin walked into Babylon intent on dancing until he couldn’t stand anymore. He didn’t have a patient until later in the morning the next day, so he was going to enjoy himself. He ordered a beer and turned to watch the dancers. Soon the beat of the music had Justin entranced and he made his way to the dance floor. He didn’t need a partner, he just wanted to move and lose himself in the music.
A blond head caught Brian’s eye as he danced. Noticing that the blond had a perfect ass, he moved behind him and wrapped an arm around his chest. Together they moved to the music, their bodies never missing a beat, as if they were made for each other.
Justin felt a body press against his back and begin moving with him on the dance floor. So lost in the music, he didn’t hesitate as the other man wrapped an arm around him. Justin felt instantly at ease and let his hands reach back and rest on the man’s legs. His eyes closed as lips caressed his ear and the other man’s dick prodded his ass through his jeans. He became harder with each sway of their hips.
Brian’s moved his other hand and cupped the blond’s cock. “Let’s take this to the backroom,” he whispered in his ear and rubbed his face in his soft hair. Brian imagined running his finger through the blond hair as he fucked him.
Justin allowed himself to be led through the crowd, to the backroom. The dimly lit room was filled with the sounds and smell of sex and Justin became more aroused by the second. When the other man finally stopped and pressed him against the wall, Justin was ready to explode. Lips covered his own; a tongue mapped his mouth and hands began unbuttoning his jeans. Justin followed suit and he freed the other man’s considerable cock. He stroked the hard shaft, feeling the precum at the tip and moaned into the other’s mouth.
“Fuck me, please.”
Brian almost shot his load right then. He couldn’t wait to get his dick in that perfect ass so he turned him and took a condom and lube from his pocket. The blond pressed back as Brian slipped a finger inside and twisted.
It had been a long time since Justin had been on the bottom so the burn took him by surprise, but with the other man’s preparation he was ready in no time and gasped as he was entered. The brunet moaned and whispered in his ear, words that went straight to his cock.
Brian thrust in the blond’s tight ass, the heat was overwhelming even through the condom. When the blond let his head fall back on Brian’s shoulder, Brian fisted his cock, encouraging him to let go. Justin cried out as he came and he pressed back hard against Brian.
Spent and breathless, they rested for a moment before Brian had to pull out and discard the condom. Justin tucked himself back in his jeans and turned around, suddenly finding his breath taken away when Brian kissed him, stared deeply in his eyes, and then turned and left the backroom.
Slowly regaining his composure, Justin left the backroom and the club. As he walked out to grab a cab, he wasn’t sure which emotion was stronger. He was sated and excited, confused and happy, and just a little afraid of what he felt with the guy in the backroom. It was not something he did often; anonymous sex was usually great and the guy tonight had been the best time in Justin’s life, but there was something about this guy. Something special.
Justin decided he’d try not to dwell on someone he would probably never see again. He needed to get home and try to get some sleep before he had to get up and get to work. He had to be at Mrs. Kinney’s before lunch, maybe he’d finally get to meet her son.
Smoking a cigarette outside of Babylon, Brian watched as Justin got in the cab and drove away. He really wanted to stay a little longer in the backroom with the gorgeous blond he’d just fucked, but the feelings that had caught him off guard while in there felt like they would drowned him. So he’d had reluctantly made a quick escape, but he’d never forget those blue eyes or that amazing ass.
TBC
by bluetwinkles
Author: Tena
Fandom: QaF
Pairing/Characters: Brian/Justin, Joan, Gus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: AU
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and am making no money from this story.
Beta: Chaotic Binky
Summary: Brian and Joan reunite and Joan vows to see Brian happy.
Kelly showed Justin in and introduced him to Joan.
“It’s wonderful to meet you, Mrs. Kinney.”
“I’m pleased to meet you too, Justin. So you’re going to be the one to finish whipping me into shape?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Justin chuckled. “You have a lovely house.”
“Thank you; it’s my son’s. He was hoping to be here to meet you also, but there was an urgent issue at his office that he needed to see about.”
“Well, perhaps another day I’ll get to meet him.” Justin smiled.
Joan couldn’t help but be charmed by the young man. His demeanor and smile was so kind and gentle. “You are so cute,” she said and Justin blushed. “Oh, I have embarrassed you.”
“It’s okay, and thank you. But, you’re not trying to butter me up so I won’t be so tough on you are you?”
Joan laughed. “Well, maybe just a little. I am nervous about starting therapy. I have none of the equipment I had at the rehab.”
“Not to worry, I carry some weights, theraband and tubing, and a restorator. If we need anything else, we’ll just improvise.” Joan nodded. “Okay, so let’s get started.”
An hour later, Joan was exhausted. Justin had put her through a fairly rigorous evaluation and set up an exercise program for Kelly to supervise. When Kelly went to get Joan some juice, Justin motioned to pictures on the end-table. “Is this your family?”
“Yes, that’s my Brian and some of his friends.” Joan picked up a picture. “And, this is my grandson Gus. He’s eight years old.”
“He’s cute. Does he live here?”
“No, Gus lives with his mothers in Pittsburgh. Brian’s best friend, in college, asked him to be a sperm donor when she and her partner wanted to have a baby. I think that’s all Brian intended to be, but the moment he laid eyes on the baby he fell in love. He’s a great father.”
“I’m sure he is. He’s a good son too, I’d say if he brought you here to live with him.”
“He is a good son. I just wish I had been a better mother.” When Justin gave her a questioning look, she explained further. “You see, Justin, Brian is gay and I didn’t always understand. I was not a supportive mother. Actually, I was a monster who said awful things about my son’s lifestyle.”
“I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.” Justin felt a little uncomfortable as his patient began to talk, but he knew this was part of his job. Many times patients opened up to him. As a physical therapist, he had to get physically close to his patients. This closeness often helped them feel emotionally close as well and they would tell him things they didn’t tell their own families.
“No, it was worse than anything you could imagine.” Joan shook her head remembering. “Anyway, that was then. I am trying to make amends, and I feel like I have been given a second chance, at life and with my son.”
Justin wondered what Joan would say if she knew he was gay. That would be a conversation for some other time though. Looking at the pictures once more, he wondered which one was Brian and was about to ask when Kelly came back into the room.
“Well, Mrs. Kinney, I will see you on Wednesday at the same time. Here is my card, if you or your son have any questions or if something comes up and we need to reschedule.” Justin stood and smiled as Kelly came back in the room. “Now, do your exercises two to three times a day and walk, walk, walk.”
Joan looked up at Kelly. “He’s a slave driver.”
Kelly laughed. “That’s a good thing, Joan. Well, see you later, Justin. Thank you.” Kelly showed Justin out, promising to make sure Joan did her exercises.
That night over dinner, Brian listened to Joan talk about her day and how much she liked her PT. “He’s going to have me walking on my own in no time, Brian.”
“That’s great; it’s what he’s paid to do.” Part of Brian was thankful his mom liked her PT so much. It would ensure she would follow instructions, but part of him, the part he didn’t like to admit existed, was jealous of her praise for the guy she just met. He wished she had praised him like that. “I’m meeting Michael and the guys after work tomorrow, so I won’t be here for dinner.”
“Oh good, you need to go out. You have been taking care of me and not having any fun. Just be careful, okay?”
Brian smiled, “I will.” Things like that made him feel like maybe his mom really did care and it helped to erase that nagging jealousy that flared from time to time.
~*~*~*~*~
“So how was your new patient?” Daphne asked her best friend.
“She was very sweet. She should do really well. Apparently, she wasn’t always so nice. Her son is gay and for a long time she told him he was going to Hell. Now, they are close again. I wonder what she’d say if she knew I was gay.”
“I doubt she’d care much. See my patients never open up to me like that. So, is he cute?”
“That’s because you are a big bad doctor and patients are intimidated by you.” He laughed at her shocked reaction. “I don’t really know if he’s cute; I didn’t get to meet him. There were lots of pictures but I’m not sure which one he was. Besides, nothing would happen. I would never get involved with a patient.” Justin shook his head.
Daphne grinned and hugged her friend on the way to the shower. “He’s not your patient, Justin.”
Justin shook his head. “Doesn’t matter,” he yelled to her in the other room.
Justin sat there and thought about how much he wished he had someone to spend his time with. He felt lonely. He remembered the picture he saw at Mrs. Kinney’s home. The group of friends were laughing and hugging each other. That’s what he needed. Daphne would be leaving soon to do her fellowship in New York City. He knew he needed to get out and meet people, he just found it hard to make himself open again, not after what happened. A quick flash of a baseball bat made Justin cringe. He got up and grabbed a beer, hoping to forget and relax a little.
“Let’s go out tomorrow night,” Justin said when Daphne came back in the room, freshly showered.
“Oh Justin, I’m sorry, I have to work. You should still go. It would do you good.”
Justin nodded. “Maybe I will. I could go over to Liberty Avenue and find a good club to go dancing.”
“And, get laid,” Daphne said as she sat next to him on the couch, rolling her eyes at his incredulous look. “Oh please, Jus. You need to get laid. Now, what should we order?” Daphne thrust the take out menus at him.
Justin took the menus and began looking through them. “I want a tall, dark, handsome man with a big dick.”
Daphne burst out laughing and took the menus back. “Okay, let’s see.” She began holding up each menu. “Thai, Chinese, oh, I know…Italian!” she said, waving the pizza menu.
“Mmmm…Italian would be good.” The friends giggled.
~*~*~*~*~
“Let’s go dance!” Emmett finished his drink and grabbed Michael’s hand. Brian watched his friends on the dance floor and threw back one more shot of Beam before joining them.
Justin walked into Babylon intent on dancing until he couldn’t stand anymore. He didn’t have a patient until later in the morning the next day, so he was going to enjoy himself. He ordered a beer and turned to watch the dancers. Soon the beat of the music had Justin entranced and he made his way to the dance floor. He didn’t need a partner, he just wanted to move and lose himself in the music.
A blond head caught Brian’s eye as he danced. Noticing that the blond had a perfect ass, he moved behind him and wrapped an arm around his chest. Together they moved to the music, their bodies never missing a beat, as if they were made for each other.
Justin felt a body press against his back and begin moving with him on the dance floor. So lost in the music, he didn’t hesitate as the other man wrapped an arm around him. Justin felt instantly at ease and let his hands reach back and rest on the man’s legs. His eyes closed as lips caressed his ear and the other man’s dick prodded his ass through his jeans. He became harder with each sway of their hips.
Brian’s moved his other hand and cupped the blond’s cock. “Let’s take this to the backroom,” he whispered in his ear and rubbed his face in his soft hair. Brian imagined running his finger through the blond hair as he fucked him.
Justin allowed himself to be led through the crowd, to the backroom. The dimly lit room was filled with the sounds and smell of sex and Justin became more aroused by the second. When the other man finally stopped and pressed him against the wall, Justin was ready to explode. Lips covered his own; a tongue mapped his mouth and hands began unbuttoning his jeans. Justin followed suit and he freed the other man’s considerable cock. He stroked the hard shaft, feeling the precum at the tip and moaned into the other’s mouth.
“Fuck me, please.”
Brian almost shot his load right then. He couldn’t wait to get his dick in that perfect ass so he turned him and took a condom and lube from his pocket. The blond pressed back as Brian slipped a finger inside and twisted.
It had been a long time since Justin had been on the bottom so the burn took him by surprise, but with the other man’s preparation he was ready in no time and gasped as he was entered. The brunet moaned and whispered in his ear, words that went straight to his cock.
Brian thrust in the blond’s tight ass, the heat was overwhelming even through the condom. When the blond let his head fall back on Brian’s shoulder, Brian fisted his cock, encouraging him to let go. Justin cried out as he came and he pressed back hard against Brian.
Spent and breathless, they rested for a moment before Brian had to pull out and discard the condom. Justin tucked himself back in his jeans and turned around, suddenly finding his breath taken away when Brian kissed him, stared deeply in his eyes, and then turned and left the backroom.
Slowly regaining his composure, Justin left the backroom and the club. As he walked out to grab a cab, he wasn’t sure which emotion was stronger. He was sated and excited, confused and happy, and just a little afraid of what he felt with the guy in the backroom. It was not something he did often; anonymous sex was usually great and the guy tonight had been the best time in Justin’s life, but there was something about this guy. Something special.
Justin decided he’d try not to dwell on someone he would probably never see again. He needed to get home and try to get some sleep before he had to get up and get to work. He had to be at Mrs. Kinney’s before lunch, maybe he’d finally get to meet her son.
Smoking a cigarette outside of Babylon, Brian watched as Justin got in the cab and drove away. He really wanted to stay a little longer in the backroom with the gorgeous blond he’d just fucked, but the feelings that had caught him off guard while in there felt like they would drowned him. So he’d had reluctantly made a quick escape, but he’d never forget those blue eyes or that amazing ass.
TBC
by bluetwinkles