Fic: Deep in the Forest, Chapter 5
Title: Deep in the Forest
Chapter: 5/?
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Genre: AU
Summary: It started out as another boring vacation with his parents but one day everything's changed.
A/N: I've never been to Pittsburgh before and I don't know if there's a forest near the city or not, but for the sake of this fic, let's just say there is.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to Cowlip.
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta,
camelhaircoat!
Feedback: Would be appreciated!
Finally, a new chapter! :)
I know, it's been months since I last updated this and I apologize for that.
FYI: I made some changes in the previous chapters but NOTHING major.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
The next morning Brian woke up the way he loved the best- with a warm and wet mouth around his cock. At first he wasn't sure who said mouth was attached to because he couldn't remember letting a trick spend the night but frankly he didn't even care.
Then as his mind began to work, he remembered that he had a trick over the previous night but he kicked him out because Justin showed up. Then Justin had ran away and he went after him, driving around the town for hours before he finally found him at the diner and brought him back to his place.
Brian realized this could only mean one thing; the warm mouth around his cock belonged to none other than,
"Justin," Brian gasped as Justin deep throated him.
Christ, Brian thought. It had only been a couple of weeks but Justin was already an expert at this. Or maybe he was just a natural.
Brian opened his eyes and looked down towards his crotch. Justin was lying across the bed on his stomach, his full lips sliding up and down on Brian's cock. Brian noticed that Justin had pulled back the covers to the end of the bed and dragged down Brian's briefs as much as he could to free his cock.
Justin hollowed his cheeks and sucked Brian's cock deep into his mouth. He stroked the base with one hand and gently massaged the balls with the other. Brian shut his eyes and every time Justin changed his angle Brian moaned low in his throat.
After a while Justin released Brian's cock with a soft popping sound, flattened his tongue at the base and licked along the big vein that ran on the underside of Brian's cock. He alternated between licking both sides of Brian's cock and sucking on the head. He teased the slit with the tip of his tongue and Brian could feel that he was very close but he didn't want to come just yet. It was time for something new.
He grabbed a fistful of Justin's hair and gently pulled him off his cock. Justin groaned in frustration.
"Justin," Brian said softly.
Justin looked up and nuzzled his cheek against the side of Brian's cock and Brian nearly came just from looking at him. Justin's eyes were glazed over with lust, his cheeks flushed against Brian's red cock.
"I want you to try something new," Brian said. Justin nodded and started stroking Brian's cock. Brian's grip tightened on Justin's hair as he continued, "I want to fuck your mouth."
Justin's eyes widened for a second, in what seemed like for Brian, fear but it quickly changed to lust.
"Lie between my legs; on your stomach."
Brian bent his knees and planted his legs firmly on the bed. Justin moved between his open legs and lay down, his upper body propped up on his elbows. Brian took hold of his cock and cupped Justin's face with his other hand. He stroked Justin's cheekbone while he guided his cock to his mouth.
"I want you to relax your throat for me. Just lie still."
He touched his cock to Justin's lips and when they parted he slowly pushed it inside. His cock was still hard from Justin's earlier ministrations so he knew this would end in no time but he was going to enjoy every minute of it.
Brian braced his feet firmly on the bed for leverage and raised his hips. At first he went slowly; just lifting his hips then moving back down. When he could feel that Justin had relaxed his throat completely he sped up his thrusts a little. He pushed in and out of Justin's mouth while the roof of Justin's mouth massaged the head of his cock. He watched Justin's ass as Justin humped the sheets underneath him and for a moment Brian wished that he were fucking his ass instead of his mouth. But when Justin started humming around his cock every time it hit the back of his throat Brian forgot all about his ass; at least for a while.
Brian's thrusts became shallower, the muscles were trembling in his thighs and it didn't take long before he came hard down on Justin's throat. Brian collapsed on the bed, taking Justin with him with a hand on the back of his neck. He stretched out his legs beside Justin and while he waited for his heartbeat to return to normal he watched unable to look away as Justin tried to catch every drop of cum from his still pulsing cock. A few drops ran down his chin and dripped back onto Brian's cock and pubes. Justin immediately started lapping it up with his tongue and if Brian hadn't just come a mere seconds ago he would have become hard again just from watching him.
When his cock was as clean as it could get Justin placed a small kiss on the tip and smiled up at Brian. A few weeks ago this small gesture would have made Brian to roll his eyes but now he just thought that it was kind of... sweet.
He smiled back. "C'mere."
Justin climbed on top of his body and when he was close enough Brian licked the last bits of cum off his chin before he captured Justin's lips in a heated kiss.
After a few minutes Justin pulled back.
"I always prefer to wake up to a hot mouth around my cock instead of the alarm," Brian smiled at him.
"You woke me up first," Justin informed him. "Your cock was so hard against my ass that I thought I must do something about it."
Brian chuckled. "You thought right."
Justin leaned down to nuzzle Brian's neck. Brian glanced towards the nightstand and groaned.
"What?" Justin asked as he pulled back.
"It's almost 9:30. I should drive you back home."
"It's okay," Justin said as he went back to Brian's neck. "We still have time for round two."
But Brian pushed him away gently. "No. We should get going." He stood up and looked down at Justin on the bed. "Come on. I'll wash your back."
They went to shower and of course Brian washed Justin's other body parts, too, his crack in particular, and he did it so thoroughly that in the end Justin was begging him to fuck him.
Brian pushed first one then a second soapy finger inside Justin's ass and when he felt that Justin was ready he withdrew his fingers and tore open a condom. He rolled it on his cock, gripped Justin's hips and slowly pushed inside. They quickly found their rhythm and started moving together. It was hard and fast and Justin pushed back every time Brian thrust into him. Justin felt Brian's fingers on his cock and soon they both came.
Brian pulled out, got rid of the condom and started washing first Justin's then his own hair. When the water turned cold they got out and dried off with two large towels. Then Brian stood by the sink and took out his shaving kit. When Justin made a move to join him Brian just looked at him and snorted. Justin glared at him and went back to the bedroom. Although he had to admit at least to himself that he barely had to shave more than twice a week.
He put on the clothes he had worn the previous day and went out to the kitchen. He was starving and he really hoped he would find something in Brian's refrigerator but when he opened the door he saw that it was empty. Well, except for beer, guava juice, a few bottles of water and an avocado. Justin eyed it for a moment but then decided that he wasn't that hungry and shut the door. He looked inside the cabinets but came up with nothing so he sat down at the counter and waited for Brian to come out of the bathroom.
After what seemed like an hour but probably had been only fifteen minutes, just as he started seriously thinking about eating the avocado, Brian emerged from the bedroom in a pair of faded jeans and a black sleeveless shirt.
"Your fridge is empty," Justin informed him a little accusingly.
Brian was looking for something on the counter and didn't say anything.
"And I'm hungry," Justin said.
Brian found whatever he was looking for and finally looked at him." Sunshine, if I want to eat I usually order out so you'll have to wait for breakfast until you get home."
Justin glared at him and his stomach growled for emphasis.
Brian rolled his eyes. "Oh, for Christ's sake. I'll take you to the diner."
As they drove towards Liberty Avenue Justin turned to Brian. "Do you think Debbie will be there?"
"Probably," Brian said. "Why?"
Justin shrugged. "Last night she said I should stop by again as long as I'm here."
"I saw you two bonding over a Coke when I got there yesterday."
Justin grinned. "She was very nice. She said I could spend the night at her place when I told her my father flipped out after I told him I was gay."
"She's alright," Brian said.
"Do you know her?" Justin asked.
"Everybody knows Debbie," Brian glanced at Justin before he turned back to the road. "She's the mother of every gay boy on Liberty Avenue. And she's also the mother of my best friend."
They came to a halt and Brian shut the engine. "We're here."
As they walked inside the diner Brian immediately spotted Michael and Emmett along with Ted sitting across from them in their usual booth.
Michael's face broke into a huge smile when he saw Brian and he began to wave. Brian put his hand on the small of Justin's back and they walked over.
As they got closer Michael noticed that Brian wasn't alone and he narrowed his eyes at Justin.
"Who the fuck is he?" Michael asked as soon as they reached the table.
Brian sighed and made the introductions. "Justin, meet the boys; Michael, Emmett and Ted," he gestured towards them. "And boys, meet Justin."
"But what's he doing here?" Michael asked again. "You never take tricks out for breakfast, Brian."
"He was hungry," Brian said as he pushed Justin down beside Ted and then sat down as well.
Michael went back to his food while Ted mumbled something under his breath as he rearranged himself on the small place that was left for him. Emmett smiled at Justin across the table while he spoke to Brian,
"Well, he's a cutie but he isn't your usual type, Brian."
Brian just shrugged and signaled for Debbie. "Hey! Can I get a coffee in this place?"
Debbie walked over with the coffee pot in her hand. "Keep your pants on, would you?" she said to Brian then noticed Justin sitting there. "Justin. It's good to see you again."
"Hi Debbie," Justin smiled.
Michael looked between his mother and Justin. "You know him?" he asked his mother.
"He came in here last night," Debbie answered. "So what will it be?" she looked at Brian.
"I will have a toast and coffee," Brian said.
"And you, honey?" Debbie asked Justin.
"I will have eggs with sausage, pancakes and a strawberry milkshake."
Emmett gaped at Justin. "Are you sure you can eat all that, sweetie?"
"Sunshine here has a big appetite," Brian smirked at Justin, then frowned when he noticed that everyone was staring at him. "What?"
"Sunshine, huh?" Debbie smiled.
"Whatever,"Brian shrugged.
"Oh, I think it suits him," Emmett gushed. "Your smile can light up this whole place, Justin. Or should I say, Sunshine?" Emmett asked while everyone laughed.
Except for Brian who glared at Emmett, and Michael who continued to eye Justin.
"Coming right up," Debbie said and went to place their order.
"Well I suppose you will need lots of energy if you want to keep up with Brian," Emmett said as he patted Justin's hand on the table.
After Debbie brought over their breakfast Justin began to devour it while he listened to the conversation. He liked Emmett because he was funny and he was the only one except for Brian who spoke to him. He thought Ted was kind of boring and he couldn't understand why Michael was jealous of him. After all he was just Brian's best friend, not his lover. But maybe he wanted to be, Justin thought.
When they finished eating Brian didn't let Justin pay for his breakfast which earned him another glare from Michael.
Before they left Debbie came back to their table. "Don't forget; dinner at my place, at seven," she said to everyone then looked at Brian. "And make sure Sunshine is there, too."
"I'm not sure I can make it," Justin said before Brian could say anything. "I don't think my parents will let me."
"Then bring them, too," Debbie said. She wrote down the address and handed it to Justin. "We'll have enough food."
After that Brian drove Justin home and dropped him off at their usual spot. Before they parted Justin asked Brian whether he would be at Debbie's, too.
"It's not a matter of choice," Brian said. "It's an order." He kissed Justin goodbye and then drove away.
As Justin got closer to their weekend house a nervous anticipation washed over his body. He knew that his parents must be incredibly pissed by now because he had never spent the night elsewhere without their permission before. Justin winced a little when he remembered his conversation with his father from the night before and he wondered whether his father had managed to calm down a bit since then. But he highly doubted it.
When he almost reached the house he saw the curtain move behind the window of the living room so he wasn't surprised that even before he got close to the front door it opened and his mother stood in front of him.
"Justin! Sweetheart, I was so worried," her voice broke and she enveloped him in a tight embrace. Justin hugged his mother back and inhaled the sweet scent of her familiar perfume.
"Where the hell have you been?"
Justin tensed in his mother's arms when he heard his father's voice. His mother smoothed a hand down his back before she gently released her hold on him and went to close the door.
Justin came face to face with his father and braced himself against his words.
"Why do you care?" Justin asked.
"Of course I care, Justin!" his father snapped. "You're still my son and it wasn't your fault that this... man took advantage of you, that he seduced you."
"He didn't seduce me, " Justin said. "I wanted him just as much as he wanted me."
"Christ!" his father ran a hand through his hair. "You don't know what you're talking about, Justin. You're still young, inexperienced--,"
"You're wrong, Dad," Justin interrupted him. "I am not inexperienced anymore. We fucked more times than you'd believe. And I loved every minute of it."
Justin had known the slap was coming even before his father's hand made contact with his skin. His cheek stung but he held his father's darkened gaze. He thought he heard his mother gasp beside them.
"I never want to hear words like that come out of your mouth ever again," his father said slowly, emphasizing every word.
"You can slap me around all day if that's what you want, Dad but it still won't change anything. I will still be your gay son," Justin said then he brushed past his parents and ran up the stairs.
He was a little shaky and he felt the blood pounding loudly in his ears. After he got upstairs he saw that Molly's door was slightly open and she was peaking from behind it but as she saw her brother she shut the door. Justin took a step towards his own room but when he heard his mother's voice he stopped and slowly went back to the stairs. He sat down where he could remain hidden from view.
"Please, Craig," Justin heard his mother's voice again," would you calm down?"
"I'm not gonna calm down, Jen," his father yelled. "Did you hear what your son said? He didn't sound like himself. God knows the things that pervert has been filling his head with. And what if he infected him with AIDS?" he asked outraged.
"We don't know the situation. That's why instead of yelling at Justin you should have talked to him like the intelligent man I know you are," his mother reasoned.
"You saw how stubborn he is about this thing. What Justin needs is a week spent in his room where he can forget all about this aberration."
"Don't be ridiculous. That's not how it works and you know it," his mother said.
"So what am I supposed to do then? Just sit around and let this happen?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. We can't change the way Justin feels, what he wants."
"So you approve of this," his father said disbelievingly.
"I'm not saying that I like the idea of Justin being with a much older lover," his mother began, "but I don't see any reason why he couldn't meet with boys of his own age if he is gay."
"I'm not listening to this. My son is not gay," his father raised his voice then a few seconds later Justin heard the front door bang shut. He quickly got up and went into his room.
He sat down heavily on his bed and rubbed his hands over his face. Suddenly there was a soft knock at his door then his mother stepped into his room and closed the door behind her.
"I think we should talk, Justin," she said then she came and sat down beside him on the bed.
Justin looked into her eyes. "I'm gay, Mom. I've known it for a long time. I just didn't know how to tell you and Dad."
His mother smiled at him and reached out to take one of his hands in hers and squeezed it gently. "It's okay, sweetheart. I'm not mad at you and I still love you."
Her voice wavered and she cleared her throat then laughed a little.
"I guess I always suspected it. At first I thought that you were just more sensitive than the other boys of your age. You never liked sports, instead you would just sit around with your sketchbook or help me in the kitchen when you were little," she smiled at the memory.
"Are you disappointed in me?" Justin asked quietly.
"No, Justin. Never," she squeezed his hand tightly. "I accept who you are. If you prefer men to women then it's okay with me."
Justin smiled at her but his smile quickly faded when she continued.
"But I don't think it's good for you to be with a man much older than you are."
Justin closed his eyes for a second and drew his hand back.
"How old is he anyway?" his mother asked. "And where did you meet him?"
Justin looked at her and decided to tell her everything; well, almost everything.
"His name is Brian Kinney and he is 29," Justin began. "And I met him here."
His mother frowned. "What do you mean here?" she asked.
"He lives in Pittsburgh but he comes a few times a week to this forest to jog. He is very anal about staying in shape," Justin smiled but his mother didn't.
"And where exactly did you two meet?"
"A few weeks ago I was swimming in the lake when he came out of the trees. He was sweaty from his jogging and he wanted to cool down a little in the water."
"And then he wanted to... He wanted to," his mother's voice trailed off.
"Fuck me?" Justin offered.
His mother swallowed hard and nodded.
"We talked. And... other things happened, too," Justin said. "But you have to believe it, Mom that he didn't force me or anything. He was very gentle with me and he used a condom. I couldn't have asked for a better first time."
His mother took a deep breath and then let it out slowly. "I still don't like it that he's twelve years your senior," she said.
"You always told me that I'm mature for my age."
She smiled. "That's true." She touched his cheek with one hand. "I just want you to be happy, Justin."
"I am. Brian is good for me."
His mother pressed her lips together but nodded.
"Last night you went to him?" she asked suddenly.
"Yeah, I spend the night at his place. You should see it, it's amazing." No need to tell his mother about the incident with the trick and the trip to the diner, Justin thought. "Then this morning he took me out for breakfast to a place on Liberty Avenue. That's the gay part of Pittsburgh," Justin added. "I met with his friends and his best friend's mother, Debbie. She's a waitress there. They were all very nice to me."
"I suppose you want to meet with this Brian again while we are here," his mother said.
"Yes, I do. You couldn't stop me even if you wanted to," Justin said and his mother shook her head, smiling.
"You can also meet him and his friends, too," Justin continued. "Debbie invited us for dinner tonight."
"Us?" she asked.
"She said I can bring my parents but I guess now that just means you."
His mother's face saddened. "I'm really sorry that your Dad reacted the way he did. I will try and talk to him. Maybe he will come to terms with your being gay."
Justin looked down at his lap. "I don't think so, Mom." Then he looked up and smiled at her. "But I'm glad you didn't freak out."
She laughed.
"So what do you say about dinner?"
Just then his door opened slowly and they both turned their heads towards it. Molly stood there, her eyes red and it was obvious that she had been crying.
"Are you mad at me, Justin?" she asked in a small voice.
Justin quickly got up and went over to her.
"Of course I'm not mad at you, Molly," Justin said as he hugged his sister. "It wasn't exactly nice of you to pry on Brian and me but I think I should thank you for telling Dad. Who knows how long I would have waited to tell him myself?"
Justin looked over his shoulder at his mother and saw that she had tears in her eyes but she was smiling at them.
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Debbie had her hands full in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. She toweled her hands and went to answer it. When she opened the door she came face to face with a beaming Justin and a pleasant looking blonde woman.
"Hi Debbie," Justin said.
Debbie smiled at him. "Sunshine." Then she looked at Jennifer. "And you must be..."
Jennifer smiled and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Jennifer Taylor. Justin's mom."
Debbie shook hands with her. "It's nice to meet you, Jennifer. I'm Debbie Novotny." She looked behind their shoulders. "And where is Mr. Taylor?" she asked.
"Let's just say he wasn't exactly thrilled after he learned yesterday that Justin was gay," Jennifer said. "And he didn't like it either that we came here."
Debbie smiled at them knowingly. "Well come on in. Everyone is here and dinner is ready."
After they walked inside and Debbie closed the door behind them Jennifer turned to her.
"Sunshine?" she asked.
Debbie laughed out loud. "It suits him because of his beautiful smile. But I'm not the one who came up with it; it was Brian."
As if on cue everyone in the room suddenly got quiet and when Jennifer looked around she noticed that all eyes were on her. She also noticed that Justin was standing next to a tall, handsome man with chestnut hair and intense hazel eyes.
The man hesitated for a second then walked over to her and held out his hand. "Mrs. Taylor. I'm Brian Kinney."
Jennifer swallowed and took his hand. "It's nice to meet you, Brian." She pulled back her hand and quickly glanced around at everyone in the room. "And everyone please call me just Jennifer."
Slowly everybody introduced themselves to her. A dark haired, shorter man, named Michael who she learned was Debbie's son and Brian's best friend. A tall, flamboyant looking man, named Emmett. A man who looked exactly like an accountant, she thought, named Ted. A blonde woman, named Lindsay and a brunette, named Melanie. They told her that they were lesbians and she noticed that Lindsay was pregnant. She thought she would ask Debbie later about that. And an older man, Vic, Debbie's brother.
Jennifer shook hands with everybody then looked tentatively around the room. "So everyone is gay here?"
Everyone laughed and she looked hesitantly at Debbie.
"Except you and me, honey," Debbie winked at her. "But don't worry; we are in good company."
Everyone in the room laughed again and Jennifer could feel herself relax for the first time that day.
After that they sat down around the table in the kitchen, although there was a smaller table, too because otherwise they couldn't have eaten at the same time. The meal was delicious, conversation flowed easily and they all had a great time.
After it was over, Jennifer offered to help Debbie in the kitchen while everyone else moved to the living room. Lindsay and Melanie remained at the table.
"Dinner was wonderful, Debbie," Jennifer said as she carried a few plates to the kitchen counter where Debbie was loading them into the dishwasher. "Thank you again for the invitation."
"No need to thank me," Debbie said. "It's been my pleasure to have you and Justin over." She smiled warmly at Jennifer. "You should be proud of him. He's a very sweet kid."
Jennifer smiled back. "I am."
"But his father doesn't approve that he's gay, huh?" Debbie asked.
"You could say that," Jennifer shook her head sadly. "He even hit Justin," she lowered her voice.
"Shit! What an asshole," Debbie said then quickly put her hand in front of her mouth. "Sorry, I have a big mouth."
"No, it's okay, Debbie," Jennifer assured her. "I guess you're right."
They sat down at the kitchen table and Debbie poured everyone a cup of coffee.
Jennifer looked at Lindsay, "If you don't mind my asking how can you be pregnant when you are a, um, lesbian?"
Lindsay smiled at her. "We asked Brian to be the father of our child," she looked over briefly at Melanie. "He donated sperm to us."
Jennifer's eyes widened. "Oh, I see." She looked at Lindsay's rather large belly. "What month are you due?"
"September. But I feel so big, I think I could go into labor at any minute."
They laughed.
"Do you know what it will be?" Jennifer asked.
Melanie put her hand on Lindsay's belly. "We don't know yet. We want it to be a surprise."
Jennifer smiled as he nodded. "When I was pregnant with Justin and then Molly I didn't want to know either but somehow I felt that I was carrying a boy and then a girl under my heart."
They heard laughter coming from across the room and turned their heads in that direction. Jennifer watched Justin sitting on the couch between Emmett and Ted, his face animated as he talked about something while Brian was smiling at him from an armchair. She turned back to Debbie.
"Have you known Brian for a long time?"
"Since he was fourteen," Debbie began. "He was always hanging out with Michael and he practically grew up here. He didn't have a warm home if you know what I mean."
"And what kind of person is he? Is he good for my son?" Jennifer asked.
Melanie snorted but Debbie ignored her.
"I won't lie to you, Jennifer and say that Brian is a one man type of guy because he's not. He has lots of sex with lots of men but he always plays safe. And I can tell you this: he is an honest man and he cares about the people in this room even if he sometimes wants us to think otherwise." She pointed a finger at Jennifer. "And he's never had dinner with one of his tricks and their mothers before."
Jennifer smiled at her hesitantly.
"Let Justin decide what he wants, Jennifer," Debbie said and then put her hand on top of Jennifer's on the table. "And if you ever want to talk about anything I work at the diner on Liberty Avenue."
Jennifer put her hand over Debbie's on top of hers. "Thank you, Debbie."
They chatted for a little while longer then Jennifer noticed Brian stand up and walk towards the back door. Justin almost immediately stood up as well and went to follow him.
Jennifer looked around the table, "If you'll excuse me."
She caught up with Justin just as he was about to go outside. "Sweetheart, let me talk to Brian for a moment."
Justin looked at him suspiciously. "What are you going to say to him?"
Jennifer put her hand on his arm. "Don't worry, Justin. I'm not gonna scare him away, just let me talk to him."
Justin crossed his arms over his chest. "Okay, you've got two minutes."
Jennifer huffed then went outside.
The temperature had cooled down a bit since they had arrived but it was still a warm summer night. Brian was standing with his back to her, smoking a cigarette.
"What took you so long? I thought you'd never come out here," he said without turning around.
Jennifer took a few steps towards him then cleared her throat. "Brian?"
Brian quickly spun around and looked at her. "Mrs. Taylor? I thought you were Justin."
"I figured," Jennifer chuckled. "But please no more Mrs. Taylor. It's Jennifer."
Brian kept looking at her but didn't say anything.
Jennifer took a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you what are your plans with my son?"
Brian looked down and crushed his cigarette on the ground. Then he looked straight into her eyes. "I don't know, Mrs.... Jennifer," he looked away again for a second. "But I care about him. And I don't want to hurt him."
Jennifer studied him for a few seconds then smiled. "That's all I wanted to hear."
She went back to the house and ran into Justin.
"What do you think?" Justin asked eagerly.
"I think he's the most handsome man I've ever seen," she said and winked at him before she went back to join the others.
Justin grinned then went outside. He ran up to Brian and put his arms around his waist and Brian brought his arms around Justin's shoulders.
"Did my mother threaten you or anything?" Justin smiled up at Brian.
"No," Brian said. "She's a very nice lady. You should be grateful to have a mother like her, you know."
"I am," Justin said and then he stood on his tiptoes when Brian leaned down to kiss him.
And Justin wasn't only grateful for just his mother.
TBC
Chapter: 5/?
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Genre: AU
Summary: It started out as another boring vacation with his parents but one day everything's changed.
A/N: I've never been to Pittsburgh before and I don't know if there's a forest near the city or not, but for the sake of this fic, let's just say there is.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to Cowlip.
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta,
camelhaircoat!
Feedback: Would be appreciated!
Finally, a new chapter! :)
I know, it's been months since I last updated this and I apologize for that.
FYI: I made some changes in the previous chapters but NOTHING major.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
The next morning Brian woke up the way he loved the best- with a warm and wet mouth around his cock. At first he wasn't sure who said mouth was attached to because he couldn't remember letting a trick spend the night but frankly he didn't even care.
Then as his mind began to work, he remembered that he had a trick over the previous night but he kicked him out because Justin showed up. Then Justin had ran away and he went after him, driving around the town for hours before he finally found him at the diner and brought him back to his place.
Brian realized this could only mean one thing; the warm mouth around his cock belonged to none other than,
"Justin," Brian gasped as Justin deep throated him.
Christ, Brian thought. It had only been a couple of weeks but Justin was already an expert at this. Or maybe he was just a natural.
Brian opened his eyes and looked down towards his crotch. Justin was lying across the bed on his stomach, his full lips sliding up and down on Brian's cock. Brian noticed that Justin had pulled back the covers to the end of the bed and dragged down Brian's briefs as much as he could to free his cock.
Justin hollowed his cheeks and sucked Brian's cock deep into his mouth. He stroked the base with one hand and gently massaged the balls with the other. Brian shut his eyes and every time Justin changed his angle Brian moaned low in his throat.
After a while Justin released Brian's cock with a soft popping sound, flattened his tongue at the base and licked along the big vein that ran on the underside of Brian's cock. He alternated between licking both sides of Brian's cock and sucking on the head. He teased the slit with the tip of his tongue and Brian could feel that he was very close but he didn't want to come just yet. It was time for something new.
He grabbed a fistful of Justin's hair and gently pulled him off his cock. Justin groaned in frustration.
"Justin," Brian said softly.
Justin looked up and nuzzled his cheek against the side of Brian's cock and Brian nearly came just from looking at him. Justin's eyes were glazed over with lust, his cheeks flushed against Brian's red cock.
"I want you to try something new," Brian said. Justin nodded and started stroking Brian's cock. Brian's grip tightened on Justin's hair as he continued, "I want to fuck your mouth."
Justin's eyes widened for a second, in what seemed like for Brian, fear but it quickly changed to lust.
"Lie between my legs; on your stomach."
Brian bent his knees and planted his legs firmly on the bed. Justin moved between his open legs and lay down, his upper body propped up on his elbows. Brian took hold of his cock and cupped Justin's face with his other hand. He stroked Justin's cheekbone while he guided his cock to his mouth.
"I want you to relax your throat for me. Just lie still."
He touched his cock to Justin's lips and when they parted he slowly pushed it inside. His cock was still hard from Justin's earlier ministrations so he knew this would end in no time but he was going to enjoy every minute of it.
Brian braced his feet firmly on the bed for leverage and raised his hips. At first he went slowly; just lifting his hips then moving back down. When he could feel that Justin had relaxed his throat completely he sped up his thrusts a little. He pushed in and out of Justin's mouth while the roof of Justin's mouth massaged the head of his cock. He watched Justin's ass as Justin humped the sheets underneath him and for a moment Brian wished that he were fucking his ass instead of his mouth. But when Justin started humming around his cock every time it hit the back of his throat Brian forgot all about his ass; at least for a while.
Brian's thrusts became shallower, the muscles were trembling in his thighs and it didn't take long before he came hard down on Justin's throat. Brian collapsed on the bed, taking Justin with him with a hand on the back of his neck. He stretched out his legs beside Justin and while he waited for his heartbeat to return to normal he watched unable to look away as Justin tried to catch every drop of cum from his still pulsing cock. A few drops ran down his chin and dripped back onto Brian's cock and pubes. Justin immediately started lapping it up with his tongue and if Brian hadn't just come a mere seconds ago he would have become hard again just from watching him.
When his cock was as clean as it could get Justin placed a small kiss on the tip and smiled up at Brian. A few weeks ago this small gesture would have made Brian to roll his eyes but now he just thought that it was kind of... sweet.
He smiled back. "C'mere."
Justin climbed on top of his body and when he was close enough Brian licked the last bits of cum off his chin before he captured Justin's lips in a heated kiss.
After a few minutes Justin pulled back.
"I always prefer to wake up to a hot mouth around my cock instead of the alarm," Brian smiled at him.
"You woke me up first," Justin informed him. "Your cock was so hard against my ass that I thought I must do something about it."
Brian chuckled. "You thought right."
Justin leaned down to nuzzle Brian's neck. Brian glanced towards the nightstand and groaned.
"What?" Justin asked as he pulled back.
"It's almost 9:30. I should drive you back home."
"It's okay," Justin said as he went back to Brian's neck. "We still have time for round two."
But Brian pushed him away gently. "No. We should get going." He stood up and looked down at Justin on the bed. "Come on. I'll wash your back."
They went to shower and of course Brian washed Justin's other body parts, too, his crack in particular, and he did it so thoroughly that in the end Justin was begging him to fuck him.
Brian pushed first one then a second soapy finger inside Justin's ass and when he felt that Justin was ready he withdrew his fingers and tore open a condom. He rolled it on his cock, gripped Justin's hips and slowly pushed inside. They quickly found their rhythm and started moving together. It was hard and fast and Justin pushed back every time Brian thrust into him. Justin felt Brian's fingers on his cock and soon they both came.
Brian pulled out, got rid of the condom and started washing first Justin's then his own hair. When the water turned cold they got out and dried off with two large towels. Then Brian stood by the sink and took out his shaving kit. When Justin made a move to join him Brian just looked at him and snorted. Justin glared at him and went back to the bedroom. Although he had to admit at least to himself that he barely had to shave more than twice a week.
He put on the clothes he had worn the previous day and went out to the kitchen. He was starving and he really hoped he would find something in Brian's refrigerator but when he opened the door he saw that it was empty. Well, except for beer, guava juice, a few bottles of water and an avocado. Justin eyed it for a moment but then decided that he wasn't that hungry and shut the door. He looked inside the cabinets but came up with nothing so he sat down at the counter and waited for Brian to come out of the bathroom.
After what seemed like an hour but probably had been only fifteen minutes, just as he started seriously thinking about eating the avocado, Brian emerged from the bedroom in a pair of faded jeans and a black sleeveless shirt.
"Your fridge is empty," Justin informed him a little accusingly.
Brian was looking for something on the counter and didn't say anything.
"And I'm hungry," Justin said.
Brian found whatever he was looking for and finally looked at him." Sunshine, if I want to eat I usually order out so you'll have to wait for breakfast until you get home."
Justin glared at him and his stomach growled for emphasis.
Brian rolled his eyes. "Oh, for Christ's sake. I'll take you to the diner."
As they drove towards Liberty Avenue Justin turned to Brian. "Do you think Debbie will be there?"
"Probably," Brian said. "Why?"
Justin shrugged. "Last night she said I should stop by again as long as I'm here."
"I saw you two bonding over a Coke when I got there yesterday."
Justin grinned. "She was very nice. She said I could spend the night at her place when I told her my father flipped out after I told him I was gay."
"She's alright," Brian said.
"Do you know her?" Justin asked.
"Everybody knows Debbie," Brian glanced at Justin before he turned back to the road. "She's the mother of every gay boy on Liberty Avenue. And she's also the mother of my best friend."
They came to a halt and Brian shut the engine. "We're here."
As they walked inside the diner Brian immediately spotted Michael and Emmett along with Ted sitting across from them in their usual booth.
Michael's face broke into a huge smile when he saw Brian and he began to wave. Brian put his hand on the small of Justin's back and they walked over.
As they got closer Michael noticed that Brian wasn't alone and he narrowed his eyes at Justin.
"Who the fuck is he?" Michael asked as soon as they reached the table.
Brian sighed and made the introductions. "Justin, meet the boys; Michael, Emmett and Ted," he gestured towards them. "And boys, meet Justin."
"But what's he doing here?" Michael asked again. "You never take tricks out for breakfast, Brian."
"He was hungry," Brian said as he pushed Justin down beside Ted and then sat down as well.
Michael went back to his food while Ted mumbled something under his breath as he rearranged himself on the small place that was left for him. Emmett smiled at Justin across the table while he spoke to Brian,
"Well, he's a cutie but he isn't your usual type, Brian."
Brian just shrugged and signaled for Debbie. "Hey! Can I get a coffee in this place?"
Debbie walked over with the coffee pot in her hand. "Keep your pants on, would you?" she said to Brian then noticed Justin sitting there. "Justin. It's good to see you again."
"Hi Debbie," Justin smiled.
Michael looked between his mother and Justin. "You know him?" he asked his mother.
"He came in here last night," Debbie answered. "So what will it be?" she looked at Brian.
"I will have a toast and coffee," Brian said.
"And you, honey?" Debbie asked Justin.
"I will have eggs with sausage, pancakes and a strawberry milkshake."
Emmett gaped at Justin. "Are you sure you can eat all that, sweetie?"
"Sunshine here has a big appetite," Brian smirked at Justin, then frowned when he noticed that everyone was staring at him. "What?"
"Sunshine, huh?" Debbie smiled.
"Whatever,"Brian shrugged.
"Oh, I think it suits him," Emmett gushed. "Your smile can light up this whole place, Justin. Or should I say, Sunshine?" Emmett asked while everyone laughed.
Except for Brian who glared at Emmett, and Michael who continued to eye Justin.
"Coming right up," Debbie said and went to place their order.
"Well I suppose you will need lots of energy if you want to keep up with Brian," Emmett said as he patted Justin's hand on the table.
After Debbie brought over their breakfast Justin began to devour it while he listened to the conversation. He liked Emmett because he was funny and he was the only one except for Brian who spoke to him. He thought Ted was kind of boring and he couldn't understand why Michael was jealous of him. After all he was just Brian's best friend, not his lover. But maybe he wanted to be, Justin thought.
When they finished eating Brian didn't let Justin pay for his breakfast which earned him another glare from Michael.
Before they left Debbie came back to their table. "Don't forget; dinner at my place, at seven," she said to everyone then looked at Brian. "And make sure Sunshine is there, too."
"I'm not sure I can make it," Justin said before Brian could say anything. "I don't think my parents will let me."
"Then bring them, too," Debbie said. She wrote down the address and handed it to Justin. "We'll have enough food."
After that Brian drove Justin home and dropped him off at their usual spot. Before they parted Justin asked Brian whether he would be at Debbie's, too.
"It's not a matter of choice," Brian said. "It's an order." He kissed Justin goodbye and then drove away.
As Justin got closer to their weekend house a nervous anticipation washed over his body. He knew that his parents must be incredibly pissed by now because he had never spent the night elsewhere without their permission before. Justin winced a little when he remembered his conversation with his father from the night before and he wondered whether his father had managed to calm down a bit since then. But he highly doubted it.
When he almost reached the house he saw the curtain move behind the window of the living room so he wasn't surprised that even before he got close to the front door it opened and his mother stood in front of him.
"Justin! Sweetheart, I was so worried," her voice broke and she enveloped him in a tight embrace. Justin hugged his mother back and inhaled the sweet scent of her familiar perfume.
"Where the hell have you been?"
Justin tensed in his mother's arms when he heard his father's voice. His mother smoothed a hand down his back before she gently released her hold on him and went to close the door.
Justin came face to face with his father and braced himself against his words.
"Why do you care?" Justin asked.
"Of course I care, Justin!" his father snapped. "You're still my son and it wasn't your fault that this... man took advantage of you, that he seduced you."
"He didn't seduce me, " Justin said. "I wanted him just as much as he wanted me."
"Christ!" his father ran a hand through his hair. "You don't know what you're talking about, Justin. You're still young, inexperienced--,"
"You're wrong, Dad," Justin interrupted him. "I am not inexperienced anymore. We fucked more times than you'd believe. And I loved every minute of it."
Justin had known the slap was coming even before his father's hand made contact with his skin. His cheek stung but he held his father's darkened gaze. He thought he heard his mother gasp beside them.
"I never want to hear words like that come out of your mouth ever again," his father said slowly, emphasizing every word.
"You can slap me around all day if that's what you want, Dad but it still won't change anything. I will still be your gay son," Justin said then he brushed past his parents and ran up the stairs.
He was a little shaky and he felt the blood pounding loudly in his ears. After he got upstairs he saw that Molly's door was slightly open and she was peaking from behind it but as she saw her brother she shut the door. Justin took a step towards his own room but when he heard his mother's voice he stopped and slowly went back to the stairs. He sat down where he could remain hidden from view.
"Please, Craig," Justin heard his mother's voice again," would you calm down?"
"I'm not gonna calm down, Jen," his father yelled. "Did you hear what your son said? He didn't sound like himself. God knows the things that pervert has been filling his head with. And what if he infected him with AIDS?" he asked outraged.
"We don't know the situation. That's why instead of yelling at Justin you should have talked to him like the intelligent man I know you are," his mother reasoned.
"You saw how stubborn he is about this thing. What Justin needs is a week spent in his room where he can forget all about this aberration."
"Don't be ridiculous. That's not how it works and you know it," his mother said.
"So what am I supposed to do then? Just sit around and let this happen?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. We can't change the way Justin feels, what he wants."
"So you approve of this," his father said disbelievingly.
"I'm not saying that I like the idea of Justin being with a much older lover," his mother began, "but I don't see any reason why he couldn't meet with boys of his own age if he is gay."
"I'm not listening to this. My son is not gay," his father raised his voice then a few seconds later Justin heard the front door bang shut. He quickly got up and went into his room.
He sat down heavily on his bed and rubbed his hands over his face. Suddenly there was a soft knock at his door then his mother stepped into his room and closed the door behind her.
"I think we should talk, Justin," she said then she came and sat down beside him on the bed.
Justin looked into her eyes. "I'm gay, Mom. I've known it for a long time. I just didn't know how to tell you and Dad."
His mother smiled at him and reached out to take one of his hands in hers and squeezed it gently. "It's okay, sweetheart. I'm not mad at you and I still love you."
Her voice wavered and she cleared her throat then laughed a little.
"I guess I always suspected it. At first I thought that you were just more sensitive than the other boys of your age. You never liked sports, instead you would just sit around with your sketchbook or help me in the kitchen when you were little," she smiled at the memory.
"Are you disappointed in me?" Justin asked quietly.
"No, Justin. Never," she squeezed his hand tightly. "I accept who you are. If you prefer men to women then it's okay with me."
Justin smiled at her but his smile quickly faded when she continued.
"But I don't think it's good for you to be with a man much older than you are."
Justin closed his eyes for a second and drew his hand back.
"How old is he anyway?" his mother asked. "And where did you meet him?"
Justin looked at her and decided to tell her everything; well, almost everything.
"His name is Brian Kinney and he is 29," Justin began. "And I met him here."
His mother frowned. "What do you mean here?" she asked.
"He lives in Pittsburgh but he comes a few times a week to this forest to jog. He is very anal about staying in shape," Justin smiled but his mother didn't.
"And where exactly did you two meet?"
"A few weeks ago I was swimming in the lake when he came out of the trees. He was sweaty from his jogging and he wanted to cool down a little in the water."
"And then he wanted to... He wanted to," his mother's voice trailed off.
"Fuck me?" Justin offered.
His mother swallowed hard and nodded.
"We talked. And... other things happened, too," Justin said. "But you have to believe it, Mom that he didn't force me or anything. He was very gentle with me and he used a condom. I couldn't have asked for a better first time."
His mother took a deep breath and then let it out slowly. "I still don't like it that he's twelve years your senior," she said.
"You always told me that I'm mature for my age."
She smiled. "That's true." She touched his cheek with one hand. "I just want you to be happy, Justin."
"I am. Brian is good for me."
His mother pressed her lips together but nodded.
"Last night you went to him?" she asked suddenly.
"Yeah, I spend the night at his place. You should see it, it's amazing." No need to tell his mother about the incident with the trick and the trip to the diner, Justin thought. "Then this morning he took me out for breakfast to a place on Liberty Avenue. That's the gay part of Pittsburgh," Justin added. "I met with his friends and his best friend's mother, Debbie. She's a waitress there. They were all very nice to me."
"I suppose you want to meet with this Brian again while we are here," his mother said.
"Yes, I do. You couldn't stop me even if you wanted to," Justin said and his mother shook her head, smiling.
"You can also meet him and his friends, too," Justin continued. "Debbie invited us for dinner tonight."
"Us?" she asked.
"She said I can bring my parents but I guess now that just means you."
His mother's face saddened. "I'm really sorry that your Dad reacted the way he did. I will try and talk to him. Maybe he will come to terms with your being gay."
Justin looked down at his lap. "I don't think so, Mom." Then he looked up and smiled at her. "But I'm glad you didn't freak out."
She laughed.
"So what do you say about dinner?"
Just then his door opened slowly and they both turned their heads towards it. Molly stood there, her eyes red and it was obvious that she had been crying.
"Are you mad at me, Justin?" she asked in a small voice.
Justin quickly got up and went over to her.
"Of course I'm not mad at you, Molly," Justin said as he hugged his sister. "It wasn't exactly nice of you to pry on Brian and me but I think I should thank you for telling Dad. Who knows how long I would have waited to tell him myself?"
Justin looked over his shoulder at his mother and saw that she had tears in her eyes but she was smiling at them.
*~*
Debbie had her hands full in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. She toweled her hands and went to answer it. When she opened the door she came face to face with a beaming Justin and a pleasant looking blonde woman.
"Hi Debbie," Justin said.
Debbie smiled at him. "Sunshine." Then she looked at Jennifer. "And you must be..."
Jennifer smiled and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Jennifer Taylor. Justin's mom."
Debbie shook hands with her. "It's nice to meet you, Jennifer. I'm Debbie Novotny." She looked behind their shoulders. "And where is Mr. Taylor?" she asked.
"Let's just say he wasn't exactly thrilled after he learned yesterday that Justin was gay," Jennifer said. "And he didn't like it either that we came here."
Debbie smiled at them knowingly. "Well come on in. Everyone is here and dinner is ready."
After they walked inside and Debbie closed the door behind them Jennifer turned to her.
"Sunshine?" she asked.
Debbie laughed out loud. "It suits him because of his beautiful smile. But I'm not the one who came up with it; it was Brian."
As if on cue everyone in the room suddenly got quiet and when Jennifer looked around she noticed that all eyes were on her. She also noticed that Justin was standing next to a tall, handsome man with chestnut hair and intense hazel eyes.
The man hesitated for a second then walked over to her and held out his hand. "Mrs. Taylor. I'm Brian Kinney."
Jennifer swallowed and took his hand. "It's nice to meet you, Brian." She pulled back her hand and quickly glanced around at everyone in the room. "And everyone please call me just Jennifer."
Slowly everybody introduced themselves to her. A dark haired, shorter man, named Michael who she learned was Debbie's son and Brian's best friend. A tall, flamboyant looking man, named Emmett. A man who looked exactly like an accountant, she thought, named Ted. A blonde woman, named Lindsay and a brunette, named Melanie. They told her that they were lesbians and she noticed that Lindsay was pregnant. She thought she would ask Debbie later about that. And an older man, Vic, Debbie's brother.
Jennifer shook hands with everybody then looked tentatively around the room. "So everyone is gay here?"
Everyone laughed and she looked hesitantly at Debbie.
"Except you and me, honey," Debbie winked at her. "But don't worry; we are in good company."
Everyone in the room laughed again and Jennifer could feel herself relax for the first time that day.
After that they sat down around the table in the kitchen, although there was a smaller table, too because otherwise they couldn't have eaten at the same time. The meal was delicious, conversation flowed easily and they all had a great time.
After it was over, Jennifer offered to help Debbie in the kitchen while everyone else moved to the living room. Lindsay and Melanie remained at the table.
"Dinner was wonderful, Debbie," Jennifer said as she carried a few plates to the kitchen counter where Debbie was loading them into the dishwasher. "Thank you again for the invitation."
"No need to thank me," Debbie said. "It's been my pleasure to have you and Justin over." She smiled warmly at Jennifer. "You should be proud of him. He's a very sweet kid."
Jennifer smiled back. "I am."
"But his father doesn't approve that he's gay, huh?" Debbie asked.
"You could say that," Jennifer shook her head sadly. "He even hit Justin," she lowered her voice.
"Shit! What an asshole," Debbie said then quickly put her hand in front of her mouth. "Sorry, I have a big mouth."
"No, it's okay, Debbie," Jennifer assured her. "I guess you're right."
They sat down at the kitchen table and Debbie poured everyone a cup of coffee.
Jennifer looked at Lindsay, "If you don't mind my asking how can you be pregnant when you are a, um, lesbian?"
Lindsay smiled at her. "We asked Brian to be the father of our child," she looked over briefly at Melanie. "He donated sperm to us."
Jennifer's eyes widened. "Oh, I see." She looked at Lindsay's rather large belly. "What month are you due?"
"September. But I feel so big, I think I could go into labor at any minute."
They laughed.
"Do you know what it will be?" Jennifer asked.
Melanie put her hand on Lindsay's belly. "We don't know yet. We want it to be a surprise."
Jennifer smiled as he nodded. "When I was pregnant with Justin and then Molly I didn't want to know either but somehow I felt that I was carrying a boy and then a girl under my heart."
They heard laughter coming from across the room and turned their heads in that direction. Jennifer watched Justin sitting on the couch between Emmett and Ted, his face animated as he talked about something while Brian was smiling at him from an armchair. She turned back to Debbie.
"Have you known Brian for a long time?"
"Since he was fourteen," Debbie began. "He was always hanging out with Michael and he practically grew up here. He didn't have a warm home if you know what I mean."
"And what kind of person is he? Is he good for my son?" Jennifer asked.
Melanie snorted but Debbie ignored her.
"I won't lie to you, Jennifer and say that Brian is a one man type of guy because he's not. He has lots of sex with lots of men but he always plays safe. And I can tell you this: he is an honest man and he cares about the people in this room even if he sometimes wants us to think otherwise." She pointed a finger at Jennifer. "And he's never had dinner with one of his tricks and their mothers before."
Jennifer smiled at her hesitantly.
"Let Justin decide what he wants, Jennifer," Debbie said and then put her hand on top of Jennifer's on the table. "And if you ever want to talk about anything I work at the diner on Liberty Avenue."
Jennifer put her hand over Debbie's on top of hers. "Thank you, Debbie."
They chatted for a little while longer then Jennifer noticed Brian stand up and walk towards the back door. Justin almost immediately stood up as well and went to follow him.
Jennifer looked around the table, "If you'll excuse me."
She caught up with Justin just as he was about to go outside. "Sweetheart, let me talk to Brian for a moment."
Justin looked at him suspiciously. "What are you going to say to him?"
Jennifer put her hand on his arm. "Don't worry, Justin. I'm not gonna scare him away, just let me talk to him."
Justin crossed his arms over his chest. "Okay, you've got two minutes."
Jennifer huffed then went outside.
The temperature had cooled down a bit since they had arrived but it was still a warm summer night. Brian was standing with his back to her, smoking a cigarette.
"What took you so long? I thought you'd never come out here," he said without turning around.
Jennifer took a few steps towards him then cleared her throat. "Brian?"
Brian quickly spun around and looked at her. "Mrs. Taylor? I thought you were Justin."
"I figured," Jennifer chuckled. "But please no more Mrs. Taylor. It's Jennifer."
Brian kept looking at her but didn't say anything.
Jennifer took a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you what are your plans with my son?"
Brian looked down and crushed his cigarette on the ground. Then he looked straight into her eyes. "I don't know, Mrs.... Jennifer," he looked away again for a second. "But I care about him. And I don't want to hurt him."
Jennifer studied him for a few seconds then smiled. "That's all I wanted to hear."
She went back to the house and ran into Justin.
"What do you think?" Justin asked eagerly.
"I think he's the most handsome man I've ever seen," she said and winked at him before she went back to join the others.
Justin grinned then went outside. He ran up to Brian and put his arms around his waist and Brian brought his arms around Justin's shoulders.
"Did my mother threaten you or anything?" Justin smiled up at Brian.
"No," Brian said. "She's a very nice lady. You should be grateful to have a mother like her, you know."
"I am," Justin said and then he stood on his tiptoes when Brian leaned down to kiss him.
And Justin wasn't only grateful for just his mother.
TBC