QaF Fic Brian/Justin
Here's something for the Queer as Folk people on my f-list (both of you):
Title: Hamsters and Popsicle Porn
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: Set mid to late Season One
Rating: PG-ish
Warnings: There are none. There is nothing sick or twisted done with hamsters or any other kind of rodent. So...get your minds out of the gutter.
Disclaimers: I do not own Cowlip or the boys however I have been known to remove the tags off of mattresses.
Summary: Ted, Mikey and Emmett learn a few things about Brian and Justin when helping Brian download some files for him off his computer. As usual, Mikey is a little slow on the up-take.
"Just click that icon right there..."
"This one?" Teddy asked of Michael.
"Yeah, that one. Brian said to make sure the file downloaded completely before bringing it to him," Michael said.
"Hey, what's behind this icon?" Teddy inquired.
"Oh, I don't know Teddy," Emmett said while putting a hand to his chest, "you shouldn't go messing around in Brian's private files."
"Hey, we came all the way over here to help get some files off his computer for his client, I think we're entitled to know what's behind this icon labeled 'JT,'" Ted said while waving at the screen, "don't you Emmett?"
"Well that depends."
"On what?"
"If the 'JT' stands for one Justin Taylor. Do you want to handle the repercussions if we accidentally open the file to some very, no doubt, tantalizing Justin and Brian porn," Emmett said with his hand on his hip looking directly at Ted. Emmett quickly took a seat next to Ted. "Oh yeah - the repercussions are definitely worth it. Open the file Teddy."
"Wait! Wait! Wait," Michael exclaimed. "I don't think I really want to see some kiddie porn..."
"Michael," Emmett intervened, "he's seventeen. It's not kiddie porn."
"Well, I just don't want to see it. Besides, Boy Wonder isn't important enough to Brian for Brian to have a whole file devoted to him anyway, so JT is probably just some client file," Michael said trying to sound more confident than he looked. "Yeah, that's it."
Ted looked over at his good friend. The hamster that was turning the wheel inside of Mikey's head regarding Brian must be some fat, out-of-shape rodent who can barely spin the wheel.
"Well Mikey, if it is just some client, then no big deal," Emmett reasoned, "if Justin is really as unimportant as you say. So... let's just hit the button..."
"No!" Michael screamed.
"Oops! Did I do that? Hey what is all this?" Emmett asked. He started reading the screen more closely. "What is this? 'Justin sleeping?'" Emmett clicked on the icon. "Oh dear Lord! That's just what it is - Justin sleeping!"
"What?!" Michael quickly came around to look at the screen too. "What is this? This is lame. Brian didn't take this! That stupid twink took a movie of himself sleeping - no doubt to see if he drooled in his sleep or something," Michael said while smirking and crossing his arms across his chest.
"No honey. Look," Emmett said while pointing to the screen. "Look, there's Brian's hand. He was brushing hair out of Justin's face. See, there's his cowry shell bracelet. Let's see what else there is. Oh - here's one - 'Justin doing calculus!'"
Justin's pleading voice comes over the screen. ""Brian come help me with this. I don't get this part.""
Now Brian's seductive tone can be heard. ""You know, you shouldn't be biting your pencil like that. You know what that does.""
""God! You're such a perv!"" They watch as Justin slams his pencil down and pouts while crossing his arms over his chest. ""Calculus is just stupid.""
"I have to agree. I've had to make mathematics my career and at no time have I had to use calculus," Ted interjected.
"Shhh Teddy," Emmett scolded.
""You could have stayed at Debbie's and had done your homework there. I'm sure Mikey would have been by. He could have helped you with this,"" came Brian's voice again.
Justin stares back at the camera. ""Please, Brian. Don't you still have to use flashcards with him?""
Mikey looked at the screen ready to pop a blood vessel. "Don't worry. Brian'll stick up for me."
Brian's laughter could be heard. A hand can be seen snaking out and he then starts to tickle Justin. At this point the movie goes blank.
"This is so lame," Michael started to rant. "Why would he have any of these stupid files? Look, 'Justin in his school uniform.' 'Justin brushing his teeth.' 'Justin drinking milk.' 'Justin watching cartoons.' Lame! Lame! Lame!"
"Mikey, honey," Emmett cooed, "tantrums don't become you."
Teddy then realized that the hamster must now be on vacation. He went on a cruise with Kathy Lee Gifford and is doing the lambada while drinking over-priced margaritas. He's been gone for so long he had called the Post Office to stop his mail and had a buddy put slip-covers on all the furniture.
"Oh, oh what's this one? Ooh, this looks good. Click on that one Teddy," Emmett stated over Ted's shoulder.
Ted read the icon. 'Justin eats a popsicle.' Ted can't help but smirk at that one and clicks on it right away.
The movie opens up to Justin doing just that - eating a popsicle while reading a textbook. Licking it. Wrapping his tongue around the icy, cold frozen treat. Pushing it deeper in....
Ted blinked at the screen. "Uh, is it just me or is it getting warmer in here?" All three men shift slightly and rearrange their pants.
"Oh Lord!" Emmett jumped up. "He's pushing it all the way in!"
"Is that...is that a bomb-pop?" Michael asked.
"He's gonna get a major brain freeze," Ted interjected. "Oh, too late."
All three wince at the screen as Justin puts his hand to his temple. Brian's chuckle can be heard on the screen.
""That's not funny, Brian."" Justin is looking at the camera with a very put-upon expression.
""I'm sorry. Come here and I'll make it all better and just for the record, think about this little episode before you try frozen-confection-fellatio again."" Justin gets up to walk closer to the camera as the movie ends.
Ted, Emmett and Michael all stare at the screen. Brian's voice carried neither humor nor a hint of sarcasm....only genuine concern.
"Well, fellow voyeurs," Emmett drawled, "there's lots more. Wherever shall we go next."
Ted started to feel a bit uncomfortable. "Maybe we shouldn't look at anymore of these. I think they're just, maybe...I mean...not that I...what is to say..."
"Teddy, Teddy? You're right hon. We should just get the information we came for and leave," Emmett stated.
"This is just dumb! Lame and dumb. What does he even see in that stupid twink?! He's just...so what...he's got stupid hair and his ass is like this big," he screamed as he held his arms out like he's ready to do jumping-jacks.
"I think his ass is just fine, Michael," Emmett said while trying to calm Mikey down. Ted nods his head furiously.
Ted looks over at his friend. "Michael?! You can't deny it anymore - there is something there between the two of them. Do the math! Or do you need those flashcards?" Ted said with a smirk.
"Shut up Ted. You guys don't know anything. I've been Brian's best friend for sixteen years. He's just biding his time until he can drop the kid - you know, the way a predator plays with their food before they eat them," Michael said with a nod of his head.
Emmett and Ted stare at their erstwhile friend.
Ted realizes something then. Michael's hamster is neither fat and out-of-shape nor is it on vacation.
The hamster is dead.
Feedback is welcome.
PETA disclaimer: There were no hamsters harmed in the writing of this fic.
Title: Hamsters and Popsicle Porn
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: Set mid to late Season One
Rating: PG-ish
Warnings: There are none. There is nothing sick or twisted done with hamsters or any other kind of rodent. So...get your minds out of the gutter.
Disclaimers: I do not own Cowlip or the boys however I have been known to remove the tags off of mattresses.
Summary: Ted, Mikey and Emmett learn a few things about Brian and Justin when helping Brian download some files for him off his computer. As usual, Mikey is a little slow on the up-take.
"Just click that icon right there..."
"This one?" Teddy asked of Michael.
"Yeah, that one. Brian said to make sure the file downloaded completely before bringing it to him," Michael said.
"Hey, what's behind this icon?" Teddy inquired.
"Oh, I don't know Teddy," Emmett said while putting a hand to his chest, "you shouldn't go messing around in Brian's private files."
"Hey, we came all the way over here to help get some files off his computer for his client, I think we're entitled to know what's behind this icon labeled 'JT,'" Ted said while waving at the screen, "don't you Emmett?"
"Well that depends."
"On what?"
"If the 'JT' stands for one Justin Taylor. Do you want to handle the repercussions if we accidentally open the file to some very, no doubt, tantalizing Justin and Brian porn," Emmett said with his hand on his hip looking directly at Ted. Emmett quickly took a seat next to Ted. "Oh yeah - the repercussions are definitely worth it. Open the file Teddy."
"Wait! Wait! Wait," Michael exclaimed. "I don't think I really want to see some kiddie porn..."
"Michael," Emmett intervened, "he's seventeen. It's not kiddie porn."
"Well, I just don't want to see it. Besides, Boy Wonder isn't important enough to Brian for Brian to have a whole file devoted to him anyway, so JT is probably just some client file," Michael said trying to sound more confident than he looked. "Yeah, that's it."
Ted looked over at his good friend. The hamster that was turning the wheel inside of Mikey's head regarding Brian must be some fat, out-of-shape rodent who can barely spin the wheel.
"Well Mikey, if it is just some client, then no big deal," Emmett reasoned, "if Justin is really as unimportant as you say. So... let's just hit the button..."
"No!" Michael screamed.
"Oops! Did I do that? Hey what is all this?" Emmett asked. He started reading the screen more closely. "What is this? 'Justin sleeping?'" Emmett clicked on the icon. "Oh dear Lord! That's just what it is - Justin sleeping!"
"What?!" Michael quickly came around to look at the screen too. "What is this? This is lame. Brian didn't take this! That stupid twink took a movie of himself sleeping - no doubt to see if he drooled in his sleep or something," Michael said while smirking and crossing his arms across his chest.
"No honey. Look," Emmett said while pointing to the screen. "Look, there's Brian's hand. He was brushing hair out of Justin's face. See, there's his cowry shell bracelet. Let's see what else there is. Oh - here's one - 'Justin doing calculus!'"
Justin's pleading voice comes over the screen. ""Brian come help me with this. I don't get this part.""
Now Brian's seductive tone can be heard. ""You know, you shouldn't be biting your pencil like that. You know what that does.""
""God! You're such a perv!"" They watch as Justin slams his pencil down and pouts while crossing his arms over his chest. ""Calculus is just stupid.""
"I have to agree. I've had to make mathematics my career and at no time have I had to use calculus," Ted interjected.
"Shhh Teddy," Emmett scolded.
""You could have stayed at Debbie's and had done your homework there. I'm sure Mikey would have been by. He could have helped you with this,"" came Brian's voice again.
Justin stares back at the camera. ""Please, Brian. Don't you still have to use flashcards with him?""
Mikey looked at the screen ready to pop a blood vessel. "Don't worry. Brian'll stick up for me."
Brian's laughter could be heard. A hand can be seen snaking out and he then starts to tickle Justin. At this point the movie goes blank.
"This is so lame," Michael started to rant. "Why would he have any of these stupid files? Look, 'Justin in his school uniform.' 'Justin brushing his teeth.' 'Justin drinking milk.' 'Justin watching cartoons.' Lame! Lame! Lame!"
"Mikey, honey," Emmett cooed, "tantrums don't become you."
Teddy then realized that the hamster must now be on vacation. He went on a cruise with Kathy Lee Gifford and is doing the lambada while drinking over-priced margaritas. He's been gone for so long he had called the Post Office to stop his mail and had a buddy put slip-covers on all the furniture.
"Oh, oh what's this one? Ooh, this looks good. Click on that one Teddy," Emmett stated over Ted's shoulder.
Ted read the icon. 'Justin eats a popsicle.' Ted can't help but smirk at that one and clicks on it right away.
The movie opens up to Justin doing just that - eating a popsicle while reading a textbook. Licking it. Wrapping his tongue around the icy, cold frozen treat. Pushing it deeper in....
Ted blinked at the screen. "Uh, is it just me or is it getting warmer in here?" All three men shift slightly and rearrange their pants.
"Oh Lord!" Emmett jumped up. "He's pushing it all the way in!"
"Is that...is that a bomb-pop?" Michael asked.
"He's gonna get a major brain freeze," Ted interjected. "Oh, too late."
All three wince at the screen as Justin puts his hand to his temple. Brian's chuckle can be heard on the screen.
""That's not funny, Brian."" Justin is looking at the camera with a very put-upon expression.
""I'm sorry. Come here and I'll make it all better and just for the record, think about this little episode before you try frozen-confection-fellatio again."" Justin gets up to walk closer to the camera as the movie ends.
Ted, Emmett and Michael all stare at the screen. Brian's voice carried neither humor nor a hint of sarcasm....only genuine concern.
"Well, fellow voyeurs," Emmett drawled, "there's lots more. Wherever shall we go next."
Ted started to feel a bit uncomfortable. "Maybe we shouldn't look at anymore of these. I think they're just, maybe...I mean...not that I...what is to say..."
"Teddy, Teddy? You're right hon. We should just get the information we came for and leave," Emmett stated.
"This is just dumb! Lame and dumb. What does he even see in that stupid twink?! He's just...so what...he's got stupid hair and his ass is like this big," he screamed as he held his arms out like he's ready to do jumping-jacks.
"I think his ass is just fine, Michael," Emmett said while trying to calm Mikey down. Ted nods his head furiously.
Ted looks over at his friend. "Michael?! You can't deny it anymore - there is something there between the two of them. Do the math! Or do you need those flashcards?" Ted said with a smirk.
"Shut up Ted. You guys don't know anything. I've been Brian's best friend for sixteen years. He's just biding his time until he can drop the kid - you know, the way a predator plays with their food before they eat them," Michael said with a nod of his head.
Emmett and Ted stare at their erstwhile friend.
Ted realizes something then. Michael's hamster is neither fat and out-of-shape nor is it on vacation.
The hamster is dead.
Feedback is welcome.
PETA disclaimer: There were no hamsters harmed in the writing of this fic.