Author's notes: Sorry for the wait on the new chapter. Hope you enjoy.
Brian walked into the Novotny residence without knocking, as he had done for years, and hung up his coat. He was always the last one to arrive, and knew that the rest of the "family" was already there. Suddenly, he heard Michael's voice carrying from the kitchen, and he inwardly groaned. The conversation taking place was exactly what he had expected, and now he had to keep himself from running right back out the door, unnoticed.
"And then the little shit tried to get in my face and tell me that Brian was none of my business! I couldn't believe the nerve of that fucking twink," Michael said angrily, apparently still upset from his encounter at the loft earlier.
"Are you sure you aren't misinterpreting things?" Melanie asked.
Michael shook his head. "I'm telling you, Brian's been brainwashed. That's the only explanation," he insisted, and took a bite of some of his garlic bread.
"Come on, Michael, don't you think you're being a bit over dramatic?" Emmett said.
"I don't know, Em. Brian Kinney, actually said he's seeing someone? I think Michael may have a point. Maybe this guy did brainwash Brian or maybe even gave him some kind of "E" that made him believe he wanted to be in a - dear God, dare I even say it -- relationship?" Ted said, incredulously.
"I, for one, think it's great. It's about time Brian finally met someone and had a relationship," Lindsay said.
Brian chose that time to let his presence be known. "Would you please stop throwing the "R" word around? There are children present," Brian said, putting his arm around Michael's shoulder and giving it a little squeeze, and then walking over to where Melanie held a sleeping Gus in her arms, and kissing his forehead.
"Fuck off," Michael said, glaring at his best friend.
As expected, Debbie immediately started in on Brian. "So what the fuck is this I hear about you seeing someone, and when were you planning on telling us?" she demanded.
Brian only forced a smile and walked over to his surrogate mother and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Nice to see you too, Deb," he said, and then sat in the empty seat next to Vic, who was smirking at him knowingly.
He felt all eyes on him and knew they expected a response. "David, would you please be so kind as to pass me the Rigatoni?" Brian asked with fake enthusiasm and the smile to go with it.
David's expression was blank, but it was obvious to those who paid attention that he was annoyed by all the fuss over Brian and whatever drama he had going on in his life... yet again. He sighed, and handed the dish of pasta over to Brian and gave him a brief polite half-smile.
"Pass the Rigatoni? That's all you're going to say?" Debbie frowned, her hand on her hip.
Brian spooned the food from the dish onto the plate in front of him, not saying anything in response, hoping that if he ignored them long enough they would let it go. It worked about 8 times out of 10.
"You should know better than to expect a straight answer from him, Ma," Michael said bitterly, and pretended to be interested in his own food on his plate, but was really just poking it around with his fork.
Brian laughed. "What's the big fucking deal? It's not like I'm getting fucking married. You'll be relieved to know that I still plan on making frequent trips to the back room to get sucked off and will still be fucking plenty of nameless tricks; but then again, I'm not even sure why it is you all fucking give a shit what I do in the first fucking place," Brian said, looking at all of them.
"What do you know, something we actually agree on," David chimed in, and Michael shot him a look. Brian only smirked.
"Well, you can't blame us for being curious, Brian," Lindsay said. "For years you've built your reputation as someone who doesn't believe in love or dating, only fucking, and now you're actually opening yourself up and offering more than that to someone."
"Yeah, let's see how long that lasts," Melanie mumbled.
"Should we start taking bets now?" Ted added, sharing a chuckle with Melanie.
Vic, who had been quiet up until now, finally spoke up, asking the obvious question on everyone's mind. "So, are you going to tell us about this man who has remarkably tamed the beast?" he asked.
Emmett put his arm around Vic's shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. "Just what I love in a man; someone who gets right on down to business," he chuckled, and kissed Vic on the cheek.
"Meet me in my bedroom in 15 minutes," Vic joked.
"I'd love to, honey, but then I'd miss the scoop on Brian's new beau!" Emmett said, and then looked at Brian. "Now stop keeping us in suspense! Tell us about this mystery man!" Emmett urged, his face excited and giddy. "Where did you guys meet?" he asked.
"You know, you all have no life, it's pathetic," Brian answered, and drained the glass of wine that Vic had poured for him when he first sat down at the table. As soon as he put the glass down, Vic immediately refilled the glass, hoping that liquor might entice him to do more talking.
Brian smirked at the man, knowing what he was trying to do, though it was really pointless. Even while drunk, he was very good at being secretive. Of course there were the occasional times that he let some things slip while under the influence, but it took a whole lot more than a couple of gulped glasses of wine to do that.
He couldn't believe they were all making such a big deal over this. He sighed, deciding that he might as well just tell them, since they were going to find out eventually anyway.
"He's a bartender over at O'Connell's. That's where I first met him," he finally answered, and then took another drink of his wine.
Ted looked thoughtful. "O'Connell's... isn't that the restaurant that your biological father owns?" he asked.
"Score one, for Theodore," Brian answered dryly, and took a bite of his food.
Melanie frowned, and then as if something had just dawned on her, she looked up at Brian and said, "Are you talking about Justin? It's him, isn't it?" While she and Lindsay had been talking with Daniel and Alice about their children, she remembered them mentioning that both Justin and Katie worked at their restaurant.
Brian looked up at Melanie and didn't say anything, but the expression on his face confirmed the answer.
Lindsay smiled, knowing that she had been right in her observation of the two men the previous night. She hadn't said anything to Mel, but she'd had a feeling that she was right. Brian and Justin looked so at ease with one another, and there had been a definite vibe in the air.
"You know him?" Michael asked Melanie with a frown.
"We met him at Daniel and Alice's house last night," Lindsay explained.
"But why would he be --?" Michael started to ask, when Brian cut him off.
"Christ, Mikey, he's their adopted son, okay? Satisfied?" he snapped.
"No," Michael pouted, complete with his arms folded across his chest. David shook his head at his partner's behavior. He was really starting to resent Michael's obscene jealousy when it came to Brian, and wished he would just get the fuck over it, already.
"So when do we get to meet him?" Emmett asked.
Brian only laughed.
Debbie walked over to Brian and held his chin with her hand. "You can't hide him from us forever, kiddo," Debbie said with a menacing smile.
"One can only hope," Brian told her, smiling back sweetly.
Justin was just stepping out of the shower when he heard his cell phone start to ring. He looked at the caller ID and smiled before answering.
"Hey yourself. Miss me?"
"You're just saying that."
"Yeah, I am."
"Sooo... anything new?"
Justin sighed. "Shit. You know, don't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Right. Ryan, how well do I know you?" Justin laughed.
"No, I think the question is, how well do you know my evil twin," Ryan pointed out.
"Yeah, Katie and her big mouth."
"What, was she supposed to keep this thing with you and Brian a secret or Something?"
Justin frowned. "No, it's just that I wasn't really in any hurry on the rest of the family knowing yet."
"You mean you weren't in any hurry to tell Peter," Ryan laughed.
"Well... you know how he is. And he's already really wary of Brian," Justin said.
"There's no way around it, Jay. Peter is protective of his family."
"Well, Brian is his family too. Who knows? Maybe he won't have much to say about it."
There was a short silence, and then they both started laughing, knowing that it wasn't likely that their brother would just let this slide without a fight.
"So how in the Hell did this happen and why wasn't I the first to know?" Ryan demanded.
"The only reason Katie found out was because she walked in on us," Justin pointed out.
Ryan laughed. "Oh, I can just imagine the look on her face. Priceless, I'll bet."
"Funny, that's what Brian called it. I, on the other hand, wasn't so amused."
"You always did get embarrassed easily," Ryan laughed.
"Don't change the subject. It's time for you to get to the part where you tell me what exactly is going on between you and Brian. I have to be honest though; it's hard to imagine him giving in to the title of 'boyfriend' just yet," Ryan said, skeptically.
Justin sighed. "We're not boyfriends. We're dating - getting to know each other, and we'll see where things go from there," Justin stated casually.
"Uh-huh," Ryan said dryly, obviously not buying into it. "And what happens when you've reached beyond the point of 'just dating', and start falling for him?" Ryan asked.
"Don't you dare fucking say not to worry. You know know what I'll say to that."
"Look, Brian and I have talked about this, and we both know what the deal is. It doesn't make sense to worry over something that hasn't even happened. We don't know if this arrangement will work out. Only time will tell," Justin told Ryan.
"Jay, listen. Brian and I are alike -- too alike. You remember what happened with Luke and I? No one was supposed to get hurt, but unfortunately, he let it get personal. He was a really good fuck and we had a great time together, but that's all it was to me. Nothing more, nothing less. I have a feeling that Brian feels the same way about your situation."
Justin didn't want to hear what his adopted brother was telling him. His relationship with Brian was different than Ryan and Luke's. He could tell that there was something there. The way that Brian kissed him, touched him. Hell, he'd already confessed that Justin wasn't just a trick to him, and had been willing to negotiate on the terms of their relationship. He wasn't expecting anything from Brian, but he did like him, and he hoped that whatever was going on between them would continue to grow.
"The arrangement between Brian and I is not the same as what you and Luke had," Justin told him.
"Okay, then let me just ask you this. Are you in this just for fun, Justin? Or are you hoping for something more?" Ryan asked.
"Would you just lay the fuck off? It is what it is, all right? Just leave it at that," Justin said defensively.
"Okay, fine. Whatever you say," Ryan replied.
Justin suddenly felt guilty for snapping at his best friend. He knew that Ryan was only trying to look out for him, and didn't want him to have to go through any more hurt. He'd been there through all the other disastrous relationships Justin had had. "Ry, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I can handle it," Justin said.
"Let's just hope that there'll be nothing to handle."
David sat quietly at the bar, sipping on his Coors Lite, and observing the handsome and friendly blond bartender as he worked. He'd been sitting there for about an hour, pretending to be interested in the football game that was playing on the television, but really, he could care less about what was going on or what the score was.
He just had to come see for himself, the man whom Brian Kinney was supposedly dating. He was surprised, to say the least when he saw Justin. The man was very good looking, but he wasn't at all the type of guy he would have guessed Brian would be with. He'd expected Justin to be tall, dark and muscular, and his personality to be cocky and vain. Someone who was like Brian. Instead, he'd turned out to be innocent looking, with those longish blond locks and baby blue eyes. He had a killer smile and was friendly. David also noted that Justin seemed to be a real people person, noticing that everyone he came into contact with liked him. He wondered just how old Justin was. He looked young enough to still pass as a high school student.
David was puzzled. He had never known Brian to go after someone like this young man before. It made this whole situation even more peculiar to him. He drained his beer, and continued watching Justin as he busily worked the room, listening in as he spoke to the customers or the other employees, and observing their interactions.
David couldn't believe that this guy would even give Brian the time of day! His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the man he'd been wondering about came over to him.
"Can I get you another drink?" Justin asked with smile, a piece of his blond hair slightly hanging over his left eye. David felt his cock twitch. This young man was indeed sexy.
"Uh, sure," he answered, smiling back.
"All right, coming right up," Justin told him, and David couldn't help but watch that perfect ass as the person attached to it walked away to get him his beer.
It got later, and there were fewer people in the bar now, and David was almost on his way to being drunk at this point. He had been debating on whether or not he should try to talk to Justin about Brian. Now that there weren't as many customers around, he thought the timing couldn't be better. He saw Justin wiping down the unoccupied side of the bar, and waved at him to get his attention. Justin put down the rag and went over to him.
"Another drink or are you calling it a night?" he asked.
"No, I'm done, thanks. I'll go ahead and pay the tab," David said with a small smile. Justin nodded at him and then walked away to retrieve the bill, and he came back a minute later, and gave it to him. David glanced at it and then took out $50 from his wallet and handed it over to the younger man.
Justin was surprised by the amount of the tip this man was giving him, but just smiled and said, "Thank you." He'd noticed the man watching him the last couple of hours and wondered if he was hoping to pick him up. He inwardly shuddered at the thought. Not that the man was really unattractive, but he wasn't really Justin's type, not to mention this guy was probably about 20 years his senior.
"You're welcome. I'm David by the way," the man said.
Justin inwardly sighed. This man was trying to pick him up.
"I'm not hitting on you," David assured him, having seen the uncomfortable look on the blond's face when he had introduced himself.
Justin blushed and gave a nervous laugh. "Oh. Sorry, it's just that I --"
"-- have a boyfriend?" David finished, giving him an amused look.
"Well not exactly..."
David nodded. "Sorry, I'm not trying to be a jerk, here. I just have to ask... what in the world would a nice, young man like yourself see in a bastard like Brian Kinney?" he asked.
Justin looked at David stunned, wondering how this stranger knew about his relationship with Brian.
"How did you --"
"I'm Michael's partner."
Justin stared at him, not able to think at that moment who the Hell Michael was.
"You know, Michael, Brian's best friend?"
Recognition suddenly hit him, and he smirked. "Oh, right. Mikey." He thought he saw David flinch at the nickname Brian used for his best friend. When he noticed David staring at him expectantly, waiting for his answer, he started to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"What's not to see?" Justin said, defiantly, not willing to explain himself or his feelings about Brian.
"Don't even get me started," David huffed.
Justin crossed his arms over his chest. "Now, it's my turn to ask you... why do you care so much about what I see in Brian?" he asked.
"How long have you known him?"
"I don't see what that has to do with anything."
"It has a lot to do with everything, because if you knew him well, you'd know what an asshole he is, and you'd be skeptical about this ridiculous charade he's playing."
Justin frowned at the man. It was obvious that David disliked Brian. He wondered what this man's agenda was, and suddenly got angry.
"I don't know what it is you think you're trying to do, but one thing is for sure; you don't know what the fuck you're talking about," Justin said, looking David in the eye, sternly.
"Look, I'm not trying to ruffle your feathers. I don't know what line of pitch he gave you to make you believe that he could be sincere about whatever it is you two have going on, but I'm telling you now, it's bullshit, and I felt I had to warn you that Brian Kinney is a manipulative, selfish prick. He's the whore of Liberty Avenue and the biggest asshole I know. Him being in a relationship with anyone is unheard of, and until you came along he loathed the idea of it. This all just doesn't add up, and there's only one explanation. He's using you, Justin."
"You know what? I'm not going to stand here and defend anything to you, and I really don't appreciate you coming here to lay in on me about something that has absolutely nothing to do with you. My relationship with Brian is no one's business but his and mine, and if you have a problem with that, then that's just too fucking bad." Justin dug out some dollar bills from his jeans, and threw it on the bar. "I don't need your money. Now, I want you to go," Justin told him.
"Justin, I don't think you understa --"
"You heard him, Doc. Now it's time for you to leave."
They both turned and were surprised to see Brian standing at the end of the bar. David met Brian's stare for a moment and then got up to leave, both of them sharing a glare before he finally left. Once he was gone, Brian walked over to Justin, who was flushed. It was obvious he was upset.
"I thought maybe you'd like a ride home," Brian said.
"How much of that did you hear?" Justin asked.
"Enough." Brian looked down at the money Justin had thrown on the bar. "Take the tip. Think of it as payment for his fucking audacity."
Justin huffed out a short laugh, and reluctantly put the bills back into his pants pockets. He then looked up at the clock. He was off in less than five minutes.
"Let me start closing things down in here, and then I'll take you up on that ride."
"I was hoping you'd say that," Brian smirked, and then leaned in to kiss Justin's lips. Justin blushed a bit from the insinuation, and felt his cock harden. God, what this man did to him!
They decided to go back to Brian's loft, instead of Justin's place. It was better that way, since they'd be away from the prying eyes of certain family members. They were already under the scope enough as it was. The car ride on the way to the loft had been mostly quiet until something occurred to Justin.
"Brian, how did David find out where I work?" he asked.
Brian sighed. "Because of me."
Justin gave him a surprised look. "What?"
"Just as I suspected, Michael told everyone what happened when he came to the loft and all about the little confrontation you two had. Last night, when I arrived for Sunday dinner, the family kept grilling me about you. They wanted to know where you and I had met. To get them to shut up and leave me the fuck alone, I told them you were a bartender at O' Connells," Brian explained.
"You told your family about me?" Justin asked, trying not to smile.
"Like I said, it was either tell them something or never have peace and quiet. If I would have known though that the Good Doc was going to stalk you to tell you about all my evil deeds, then I would have kept my fucking mouth shut," Brian told him.
"It's okay, Brian. I really don't care what he says. Like I told him, it's none of his business."
Brian nodded, and Justin was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "Why do people think it's so wrong for us to be doing this?" he asked.
Brian looked over and met Justin's eyes. "Because they all expect me to fuck it up," he said.
"God, everyone needs to just stay the Hell out of it," Justin huffed.
Brian looked at Justin, surprised. "Do Daniel and Alice know?" he asked.
"Daniel picked up on things the other night when you were there. I'm not sure if Alice knows, but Ryan knows because Katie just HAD to tell him."
"Are they giving you a hard time about it?"
"Not really. They're just concerned, is all. They all saw what I went through with Alex, and they just don't want me to get hurt again," Justin explained.
"That's understandable. They're just looking out for you. You're lucky to have people that care about you that much," Brian said, his eyes straight ahead on the road.
"They care about you too, Brian. I know you haven't been in their lives that long, but they already think of you as family," Justin told him, and lightly caressed the back of Brian's neck as he drove. After a moment, he moved his hand to rest on Brian's thigh.
Brian didn't say anything in response to the Jensons thinking of him as family. He didn't really want to think about that right now. He was still sorting out his feelings where his new family was concerned. That being said, the moment he felt Justin's hand on his thigh, he was extremely grateful for the distraction. As soon as Brian had felt Justin's touch, his dick immediately sprang to attention, and then nothing else mattered at that moment, as all he could think about was how he couldn't wait to get back to the loft and fuck Justin's brains out.
Brian attacked Justin's lips and immediately led him into his bedroom. He'd been thinking about fucking him all day, and couldn't wait to sink his cock inside that tight, perfect, ass. Much to Brian's satisfaction, Justin seemed just as eager to have him buried inside him, and as soon as their clothes were stripped, he wasted no time getting on all fours and sticking out his ass so that Brian could prepare him.
"Eager, are we?" Brian chuckled, but couldn't deny that he wanted Justin just as badly as he wanted him.
"Fuck, yes, I've been thinking about this all day. Now hurry up!" Justin urged.
"Ohh, a bossy little bottom," Brian smiled, and lightly smacked the blond's ass. A surprised Justin immediately turned around, his face flushed.
Brian gave him a devilish grin. "Oh, you like that?" he asked, and gave the ass in front of him another smack, only harder this time. Justin groaned, the sting spreading a warm feeling across his skin. He'd never played like this, and had no idea he'd like it.
Brian felt himself grow harder. 'So, Justin liked to play?' he smirked to himself. He smiled, thinking about how much fun they could have with that later, and lubed up his fingers before inserting them into the winking hole in front of him. Justin gasped and Brian leaned over the younger man's back and put his lips to his ear.
"That is definitely something we can explore another time. Right now though, I want to fuck you into the mattress," he whispered.
Justin rocked against Brian's fingers and moaned. "Do it," he hissed.
Brian removed his fingers, slipped a condom over his dick, and then placed it at Justin's entrance. "Brian, fuck me," the younger man pleaded. Brian didn't have to be told twice and immediately started pushing into the tight, warm, tunnel.
Brian fucked him slowly at first, wanting to savor each stroke of passion that felt so fucking great. It became more difficult to control though, once Justin started bucking back against him, meeting every thrust, and demanding that he fuck him harder and faster. Brian did.
When they both finally came, they were out of breath and dripping with sweat. Justin lay his head on Brian's chest, listening to the man's rapid heart beat, and ran his hands lightly up and down his torso, not wanting to stop touching him. Brian smiled down at him and kissed him softly on the lips. "That was fucking hot," he whispered.
Justin nodded and smiled back at him. "I can't believe that every time we..." Justin paused and then stopped to think about what he was saying. This was exactly the kind of stuff he knew Brian was turned off by. He wanted to say that it amazed him that every time they made love, that their connection was stronger. Somehow though, he didn't think Brian would appreciate his sappy pillow talk right after the intense fuck they had just shared.
"What were you going to say?" Brian asked, running his fingers through Justin's slightly damp hair. He loved the length of it, and how silky it felt on his skin.
"Just that every time seems to be better than the last," Justin said truthfully, knowing that it was a better alternative than what he had originally wanted to say.
"I have noticed that," Brian said with a chuckle. "I think this arrangement is working out just fine," he smiled, and then Justin lifted his head up for another soft kiss.
"I think you're right," Justin whispered in between kisses.
They continued to kiss softly, occasionally nipping at the other's lips playfully, until Brian took it upon himself to deepen their kisses. Before long they were both hard again and ready for a second round. This time though, they went slower, and took their time. Brian kissed, teased, licked and sucked Justin all over his body, driving him wild, and eventually bringing him to the point of begging the man to fuck him again. Brian happily obliged.
After they'd showered and climbed back into bed to get some actual sleep, Brian found himself spooning himself behind Justin. He lightly stroked the younger man's bare arm with his fingertips, and after a few moments, he realized that this was the first time he'd shown this kind of affection to another man. It wasn't something he was used to, but it didn't exactly feel wrong at the moment, either.
"Justin?" he whispered softly.
"Hmm?" Justin asked, sleep about to take over him.
"The things David told you about me - they're not all true."
"I know," Justin murmured, as he snuggled back into Brian's chest. Not a minute later, he was fast asleep, leaving Brian alone with his thoughts.