Stepping Out of the Dark
Chapter 1
Rating: Adults Only
Category: Fanfiction
Pairing: Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor
Genres: Angst, AU
Warnings:OOC
Summary: Brian and a friend go to a private club where he meets a twenty three year old Justin who is for sale. Brian can't seem to resist.
Disclaimer: All characters and situations from Queer as Folk are properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, Showtime, and others. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is rated by the author and not by any independent body.
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“I don’t see the point,” Brian shrugged. “There are plenty of tricks at the club.”
“The point is that you are in total control here,” Dave Belington laughed.
“I’m always in total control,” Brian laughed too.
“It isn’t the same,” Dave shook his head. “I never thought I would see the day when Brian Kinney was too chicken to try something new.”
Brian scowled. “Come on then. We’ll see who’s chicken.”
“Forget it,” Dave shrugged. “It probably won’t be your bag.”
“I’ll let you know. Who is chicken now?” Brian laughed. What Dave was proposing really wasn’t his thing but he wasn’t about to let Dave know that. Everything was always worth at least one look. “Well, come on then.”
Dave and Brian got out of the car and went to the heavy steel door. Dave knocked and a small window in the door opened.
“Belington,” Dave said.
The door opened and they were ushered inside. They were led into a large open area with a stage. There was a master in full gear standing on it with five young men who were all in chains.
Brian watched with great interest as the patrons bid on the first one.
“Gentleman,” the master spoke. “This is Mr. Wilcox. He is twenty two years old and is studying law.” The master tore off the man’s shirt and the crowd gasped.
Brian licked his lips as he looked at the rippling muscles. The guy was hot.
“I’m sure you would all like to see what else you’ll be getting. Mr. Wilcox is very versatile.” The master pulled down the man's thong, exposing how well endowed the young man was. “I need a volunteer.”
A measly looking little man ran up on the stage.
“Thank you, sir,” the master smiled as he reached out and pumped Mr. Wilcox’s cock a few times. The slave was instantly hard. “As you can see, gentleman, he’s worth every penny you’ll be paying. Look at that cock, isn’t it a beauty,” the master smiled. He pushed Mr. Wilcox down on his knees and elbows, his ass facing the crowd. He smiled at the measly man and handed him the lube. The man coated his fingers and pushed inside Mr. Wilcox who groaned loudly. The crowd watched as the little guy probed the slave’s prostate.
Brian frowned. “Is this what you brought me here for?”
Dave smiled. “Different, huh?”
“It is that,” Brian scowled.
“Let’s get a drink,” Dave laughed. At the bar, Dave explained all the slaves were students who usually needed money for tuition. The patrons bid and the highest received the slave and his services for a year. “Naturally, the house keeps a percentage.”
“Naturally,” Brian scowled. “How do you know, what you see is what you get?”
“It’s like any auction. All the merchandise is on show the day before for you to try,” Dave laughed. “This way.” Dave led Brian upstairs. Dozens of men were hovering around, inspecting the merchandise. There was a central stage again and this time, the men on the stage were naked. Brian thought it was demeaning. The naked men were being pawed and handled. He wondered why anyone would sell themselves this way. He didn’t find it hot at all. Dave was up there in a flash, fingering the first guy on this end of the stage. Brian watched as the man closed his eyes and put on a show. Dave finger fucked the guy until he was crying out loudly. One of the attendants handed Dave a condom and he sheathed up.
Brian watched Dave move from guy to guy along the row, fucking all of them. He was uncomfortable and found the situation, less than appealing. There was a young boy at the other end, watching as the men were heading in his direction. He looked genuinely frightened. Brian felt sorry for him. He didn’t look like he was ready for this at all. A voice from behind, startled him.
“Would you like a program, sir?”
“I’m just here with a friend,” Brian muttered under his breath.
“If you see something you like, you can always pay the house rate before the auction,” the man smiled. He could see Brian was looking at the young man on the end. “Once we have your check, we pull the merchandise off the floor.
“Isn’t he a bit young?” Brian said.
The man opened the program. “His name is Justin Taylor and he’s an art student. He’s twenty three and this is his final year at PIFA.”
“Why is he doing this?”
“His father found out he was gay and refused to continue paying his fees.”
“He doesn’t look very happy to be here,” Brian frowned.
“I agree sir, he looks frightened. There won’t any shortage of bids for him. A lot of our patrons like them young. He looks younger than most. He’ll be popular,” the man smiled. “Why don’t you take a closer look before your friend samples the merchandise?”
Brian looked at the frightened boy on the stage. At twenty three he was a man but he looked fourteen. He noticed two very fat elderly gentlemen looking in Justin’s direction. “Ughhhhh,” Brian sighed. He went onto the stage and stood beside Justin. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Justin looked at Brian, his eyes filled with tears. “I don’t have a choice.”
Brian could see Dave moving in their direction.
Dave smiled. “Good choice, Brian, he’ll do nicely for what I have in mind.”
Brian knew exactly what Dave had in mind. He looked at the attendant and nodded.
When Dave realized Brian had bought the one he was interested in, he frowned. “Hey, I wanted that one.”
“Then you should have started from the other end,” Brian scowled. He looked at Justin. “Get dressed and let’s go.”
“We can’t,” Justin hung his head. “The house doesn’t do refunds and you have to try before they’ll let me leave with you. There are private rooms in the back where we can go,” he sighed.
“I don’t need to try,” Brian objected.
“You have to,” Justin said sadly. “They won’t take your check until you do.”
“Do you want to stay or come with me?” Brian asked.
“I want to go with you,” Justin sighed. He didn’t like the look of the man who said he wanted him or the two fat men that were looking at him. At least this one had kind eyes. “Please, come with me?”
Brian sighed and nodded. If the rooms were private, no one would ever know he didn’t try his purchase. His company was giving two scholarships this year. Justin could receive one of them and he wouldn’t need to get involved at all. He followed Justin to the rooms out the back. To his horror, private meant there was still an audience but he was the only one who could touch his purchase.
Justin dropped to his knees and unzipped Brian’s pants.
Brian looked down at the young man on his knees. “I…..”
“Please,” Justin whispered. “I’ll be quick.” He took Brian’s cock in his mouth and sucked him but just before Brian came, Justin stopped.
Brian looked down to see what the problem was.
“As soon as you fuck me, we can go. The men here pay to watch,” Justin whispered. He climbed onto the bed on his knees and spread his legs wide.
The last thing Brian felt like doing was fucking. This place was a real turn off. He hesitated and a voice came over the sound system. “If he isn’t to your liking, sir, please choose again.” Brian saw the terror on Justin’s face. He prepared him quickly and sheathed up. “I’ll go slow, okay?”
Justin nodded. He was scared that this guy wouldn't like him and would change his mind. He gasped as Brian pushed inside him.
Brian hesitated. “Have you ever done this before?”
Justin shook his head.
“Fuck,” Brian thought. This was no place to lose your virginity.
“Just do it, so we can go,” Justin pleaded. He knew he was tense and tried to relax.
Brian pushed in further and this time Justin cried out in pain. “Just wait,” Brian ordered. He wasn’t enjoying this at all. “Are you okay?”
“It hurts,” Justin gasped. "Keep going."
“Just relax, you’re too tense. Take a breath.”
Justin tried to breathe but he couldn’t. He was worried Brian would change his mind and he would have to go back on the floor again to get sampled.
Brian knew that Justin wouldn’t be able to take it if he fucked him now and he didn't feel like taking his time to make that happen. Brian just wanted to get out of there. He pulled out and smiled at the attendant. “He’s just what I’m looking for. I can’t wait to get him into my sling at home.”
“Are you sure, sir? He may be too small.”
“He’ll be fine for what I want to do to him. I want him tight. Wrap him up, I’ll take him,” Brian smiled. He pulled his checkbook from his pocket. “How much?”
“We’ll take care of the details in the office, if you’re sure,” the man smiled.
“Oh, I’m sure, all right.” He accompanied the man into the office and finalized his purchase. When he came out, Justin was waiting for him, dressed in cargoes and a tee. He was carrying a backpack and an art portfolio. When they were outside, Brian smiled. “Did I hurt you?”
“A bit but I’m okay,” Justin smiled.
“Where can I drop you?”
“I have to go with you.”
“I paid your tuition so you are free to go anywhere you choose,” Brian smiled.
“I don’t have anywhere to go,” Justin sighed. “That’s why I was there. If you don’t want me, I’ll have to go back.”
“Come with me tonight and tomorrow I’ll find you a place to go.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Come on,” Brian sighed. What had he gotten himself into? Fuck Dave and his stupid ideas. Brian took the portfolio from Justin and walked to his jeep, putting it in the back before climbing in. He looked at Justin. “Are you coming?”
Justin nodded and climbed into the jeep alongside of Brian. “I’m Justin.”
“Brian.”
“Thanks, Brian.”
“Are you even gay?”
“I am but I haven’t bottomed for more than a year,” Justin sighed.
Brian laughed. He’d bought himself a top, now that was funny. He looked at the puzzled look on Justin’s face. “I don’t bottom, either.”
Justin smiled. “What do you like?”
Brian wasn’t expecting a question like that. “Why?”
“So I know how to please you,” Justin said.
“I just want to go home and get some sleep. I have a busy day tomorrow,” Brian smiled. “You don’t have to do anything to me. I told you, I paid your tuition and you are free.”
Justin wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Sure, he needed the tuition but he also wanted someone to be with. He didn’t speak again.
They arrived at Brian’s loft and went upstairs.
“You can sleep on the couch, tonight,” Brian smiled.
“Brian, you don’t understand. I want to be with you,” Justin said in a little voice.
“No, Justin, you don’t understand. I don’t do relationships,” Brian tried to explain. “Now, I need to get some sleep. I’ll get you a blanket.”
“Don’t you find me attractive?” Justin asked. He began removing his clothes.
“Hey, you don’t have to. I don’t expect anything from you,” Brian shrugged, not fully understanding why Justin couldn’t grasp the concept.
“But I want to suck your cock again, please?”
Brian wasn’t sure what this kid wanted. He thought back to when Justin was sucking him before, it wasn’t half bad. “Let’s take a shower.”
“Can I undress you?” Justin smiled.
This kid was weird but he couldn’t see the harm in it. “Sure, knock yourself out.”
Justin stepped forward and slowly undid the buttons on Brian’s shirt. As his fingers slipped down and unfastened the studs on Brian’s 501’s, Justin felt his breath catch. Brian was really beautiful. He wriggled Brian’s pants down past his thighs and dropped to his knees.
Brian stepped out of his pants and pulled Justin to his feet. “I need a shower. Had anyone else there touched you?”
“I only arrived just before you did,” Justin smiled. “They didn’t have time and I’m grateful.”
“You don’t need to be grateful,” Brian shook his head. This really wasn’t his scene.
“Didn’t you like being inside me?”
“Sure but being a bottom isn’t your bag, remember?” Brian laughed. This kid was persistent. He had some misguided loyalty/gratitude thing happening. “I told you, you don’t have to.”
“I want you to finish what you started back at the club,” Justin smiled. He grabbed Brian’s hand and pushed it down to his entry. “I want you fuck me.”
“I still need that shower.” Brian took Justin by the hand and led him up the stairs to the bathroom. They were both naked. Brian turned on the water and pulled Justin into the shower with him.
Justin picked up the soap and began to lather Brian’s back. He ran the soap over Brian’s buttocks, making him shiver. “Is that good?” He slid his soapy hand between Brian’s legs and massaged his balls.
“Mmmm.”
Justin stood behind Brian and his fingers wandering over Brian’s skin, lingering at Brian’s nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Justin noticed the firmer he was the more Brian liked it.
Brian tilted his head back, enjoying the sensations as Justin’s hands slid randomly over his body. He felt Justin’s lips on his back and moaned again.
Justin reached for the shampoo and lathered up Brian’s hair. He slowly massaged Brian’s scalp. He could tell Brian was enjoying this. “Rinse off your hair while I suck your cock.” Justin moved to the front of Brian and took hold of his cock.
“Mmmmm.” Brian sighed. As Justin’s mouth encased him, Brian couldn’t help but arch into Justin’s mouth. “Fuck,” he gasped as Justin began to suck. It was barely a matter of minutes and he as shooting down Justin’s throat. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh,” Brian cried out as he came. Brian pulled him to his feet and crashed his mouth over Justin’s. He hungrily devoured him. “You taste so good.”
“I want you inside me,” Justin whispered. He turned around and spread his cheeks. “Fuck me, Brian.”
Brian was hard again as he saw Justin opening himself up for him. He turned off the water and Justin reached for a towel to dry him off. Brian felt Justin wipe the water from his skin, painstakingly not missing and inch. What was with this kid? Brian wondered, halfheartedly but his cock was controlling the scene now. He did want what he’d started back at the club. “Not here, let’s go to bed,” Brian said softly. He wanted to take his time with this and savor it. It was everyday he got to fuck a virgin. Was he a virgin? He was certainly tight enough to be one.
Justin smiled and nodded. He took Brian’s hand and allowed Brian to lead him back to the bedroom. As he climbed onto the bed, the way he had at the club, he reached behind and guided Brian’s hand to his entry.
If Brian had been thinking with his head and not his cock, he would have realized something was different about Justin. His cock though, was in control and he followed Justin onto the bed. Brian lubed up his fingers and gently explored Justin’s opening. If it was Justin’s first time, Brian wanted to go slow. Justin’s channel was tight, so tight. It was difficult to get inside him. Brian had never felt anyone so tight before. If he was going to fuck this ass, he’d need some assistance.
Brian reached under his bed and pulled out a box filled with gadgets.
Justin noticed Brian withdraw his finger and looked over his shoulder to see what Brian was doing.
Brian pulled a small butt plug from the box and coated it with lube. “This will loosen you up, pleasantly,” Brian smiled. He carefully inserted it and turned it on.
“Mmmm,” Justin moaned and dropped his elbows to the mattress.
Brian smiled again. Watching Justin was hot as he writhed with the butt plug vibrating inside him. He gently pulled on Justin’s balls then rolled them again. A few minutes later, he slid his finger inside again, this time it went in easily. He selected a larger butt plug and lubed it up. As he slid the larger gadget inside, Justin gasped at its size. “Are you okay?”
Justin nodded, dropping his head down onto his arms, allowing the sensations to sweep over him. “Mmmmm,” Justin moaned again. This felt good but no one had ever prepared him so gently before. He liked to be taken roughly and wondered what else Brian had in the box. Did he dare ask? Brian seemed like a nice enough guy. “Do you have a paddle?”
Brian was surprised. “Sure, why?”
Justin ran his hand over his cheeks. “Here.”
Who was his kid? He obviously wanted to be spanked. Brian took the paddle from the box. He wasn’t usually into this kind of thing. The paddle was a remnant of his experimental phase in college. It didn’t last long. Brian wasn’t in to being struck. His father had done enough of that when he was a kid and paddling someone else made him feel like his dad. The paddle still felt strange in his hand.
Justin looked around, his eyes pleading for Brian to do it. “Please Brian. Do it while you touch my cock.”
Brian was starting to realize he didn’t have the innocent kid that he thought he had. He brought the paddle down swiftly onto Justin’s left cheek.
“Ohhhh, yesssssss,” Justin moaned as it made contact. The sting was glorious as the butt plug continued vibrating. “More,” he sighed.
Brian struck the same cheek again. Justin’s pale skin was pink almost immediately. If he liked to be paddled, Justin had the perfect skin for it, Brian thought. He struck the other cheek, fascinated how the blows made Justin lose it completely. Justin’s ass wriggled provocatively and Brian felt his cock unable to wait anymore. He delivered two more sharp blows to each side as Justin moaned his approval. Brian was intrigued by Justin’s reaction. “What do you want, Justin?”
“Fuck me,” he moaned.
Brian reached for a condom and sheathed up. He removed the butt plug and pressed the head of his cock into Justin's now stretched opening.
“Mmmmm, do it,” Justin sighed.
Brian was surprised when he slid straight inside. He didn’t want to think anymore, he wanted to fuck. He grabbed Justin’s hips and ground in deeper.
“Ahhhhhh, more.”
Brian fucked Justin over and over as he cried out for more. Justin was tight but he was certainly no virgin. The way he begged for Brian to fuck him harder sent Brian spiraling out of control. He drove into Justin’s tight ass until he felt his balls lift and his orgasm take him. Brian reached around and pumped Justin’s cock, taking the young man with him. They both cried out at the height of their orgasms. He collapsed on top of Justin, totally spent. Fucking hell, Brian thought. This kid is the fuck of the century.
“Stay inside me,” Justin whispered. “I belong to you now.”
Brian’s whole body was quivering, his nerve endings still on edge. He’d come so hard. He wondered if he’d ever come so hard before. He wrapped his arms around Justin’s waist and rolled them both onto their side. Brian’s cock was still pulsing inside Justin; he didn’t want this moment to end. He was too tired to comment on Justin’s declaration as he slipped peacefully into sleep.
Justin smiled. He could feel Brian was asleep. He knew Brian was perfect the moment he saw him at the club. After last year, he was determined to not be in the same situation. He liked some pain but not as much as Aaron did. Aaron was into torture and it wasn’t Justin’s scene. He committed to Aaron for the year but lately, he’d wondered how he managed to get out of there alive. Aaron liked to hurt him, not good pain but agonizing pain every day. Justin was relieved to be with Brian now. He could sense Brian was a good man. When he felt Brian slip out, he disentangled himself from Brian’s arms. He removed the condom and threw it in the bin then went to the bathroom and brought back a warm washer and cleaned Brian up. Justin knew Brian was exhausted, he didn’t stir. He climbed back into bed and spooned in around Brian. It would be a good year this time; Justin thought and closed his eyes to sleep.
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Brian awoke to Justin sucking his cock. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. It felt so good the way Justin took him almost to the point of no return then pulled back before starting all over again. Brian wasn’t sure how long Justin kept him on the rollercoaster but then he heard himself begging for Justin to let him cum. As Justin increased his pace he heard him say, “Come for me, Brian.” He pumped his load down Justin’s throat as he cried out. Brian lay panting, trying to catch his breath. He opened his eyes and pulled Justin up on top of him. “Who the fuck are you?” he gasped.
“You aren’t pleased,” Justin frowned.
“Oh, I’m pleased alright, but you aren’t the virgin you led me to believe.”
“Was I too loose? I’m sorry. I’ll be tighter next time, I promise. I want to please you,” Justin stammered.
Brian could tell Justin was frightened again. “Hey. You were great.”
“Don’t loosen me up next time. I don’t mind if you just want to fuck me. I’ll be tighter then, I promise.”
“Justin….”
“I’ll show you,” Justin said desperately. He knew Brian was hard, Justin could feel his cock pressed between their bodies. Justin covered Brian's cock in lube and lifted his body up, sinking down in one movement. “See, is that better?”
“Ahhhhhhhh,” Brian cried out. Justin was so tight it took his breath away.
Justin didn’t wait; he knew he would loosen a little soon and he ground down, forcing Brian deeper inside him. He relaxed completely and rode Brian’s cock until he felt him shoot inside him.
Brian opened his eyes in a panic as his cum descended down over his cock. He lifted Justin off him. Fuck, no condom.
“I’m negative; you don’t need to use condoms with me.”
Brian had never fucked anyone without a condom before. “But what if I wasn’t?” Brian gasped.
“It wouldn’t matter, I belong to you. You can do anything you want to me,” Justin sighed. “Are you positive?”
Brian couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was this kid crazy? “I’m negative, but you shouldn’t ever let anyone fuck you without a condom,” Brian growled.
“We’ll use them if that pleases you. I thought your pleasure would be greater without it.”
“It is, but it isn’t worth your life,” Brian sighed.
“Was I tighter this time?”
Brian nodded. He wasn’t sure what the fuck was going on. The alarm went off, startling both of them. “Justin, I want you to tell me the truth.”
Justin nodded.
“You’ve been at the club before haven’t you?" Brian sat up with Justin still on top of him.
“Yes, last year.”
“So, you've sold yourself before. The contract is for a year isn’t it?”
Justin nodded. “I spent a year with a man called Aaron but he wanted someone new this year. He didn’t want me again,” Justin said softly.
“So, how long have you been out?”
“I always knew I was gay, but my family is very homophobic so I never acted on it. My father found a magazine in my room and threw me out when I was twenty. I tried to work, but with school it was really hard. I was so tired I couldn’t go to class and I dropped out. A friend told me about the club and I went last year. I was bought by a man called Aaron and I went back to school. I have one year to go and I’m finished.”
“So, you let this Aaron guy fuck you without a condom?”
“That’s not what he used to do with me,” Justin sighed.
Brian wasn’t sure what Justin meant. “What did he do to you, Justin?”
Justin felt his breath catch. “Whatever he wanted, he was into discipline. His cock was very small, so he never fucked me with it.”
“But he did fuck you?” Brian said slowly.
Justin nodded.
No wonder Justin was so obliging. He’d spent a year being subservient. “But he let you go to school?”
“Yes, but when I didn’t have class, I used to go to his office with him. He liked me to sit under his desk and suck his cock.”
“All day?” Brian gasped.
Justin nodded.
“But how did he work?”
“He never came, he was impotent. That’s why he used to fuck me with other things,” Justin sighed.
“What other things?”
“Usually his arm or his fist or dildoes... whatever was around.”
Brian pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why did you let him do that to you?”
“I belonged to him. He could do anything he wanted. I was happy to have somewhere to go,” Justin sighed.
This kid needed a counselor. “I’ll find you somewhere to stay... somewhere you’ll be safe.”
Justin gasped. “I want to stay with you.”
“Justin, I only paid the fee to help you. I don’t expect you to honor the contract. I didn’t want anyone to hurt you,” Brian tried to explain.
“You don’t want me?”
“It isn’t that I don’t want you……….”
“I’m not tight enough, am I?” Justin looked frightened again.
Brian looked at the wounded look on Justin’s face. He could see he was in pain. “You’re fine, you are. In fact you are the tightest I’ve ever felt.”
Justin smiled. “Do you like the way I suck you?”
Brian nodded.
“I can do other things, I can show you? You won’t be sorry, I promise, I’ll give you so much pleasure. Please don’t send me back to the club,” Justin begged.
He didn’t have time for this discussion now and he knew it wouldn’t be a fast one. He had an early meeting. “When do your classes start?”
“Next week.”
“I need to go to work.”
“Will I come with you?” Justin smiled.
“No, stay here, I’ll be back early and we’ll talk again.”
“What do you want me to do, today?”
“Watch TV or something. I won’t be late,” Brian sighed. “I need a shower.” He lifted Justin off his lap and placed him on the bed. Brian jumped out of bed and almost ran into the bathroom.
Justin followed him.
Brian looked at Justin as he stepped into the shower and picked up the soap. “What are you doing?”
“Washing you,” Justin smiled. “It’s my job to take care of you.”
Brian was too dumbfounded to stop him. He allowed Justin to soap his body and wash his hair, then rinse him off and dry him. Justin tried to dress him, but Brian declined. That was too much for him and being bathed was far too much. Brian dressed quickly and went to the office. He knew it wasn’t Justin’s intention, but he was feeling suffocated.
He arrived at work on time for his meeting, but was having trouble focusing. Justin seriously wanted to live with him and felt it was his duty to shower him. Brian couldn’t even remember his mother showering him. The guy Justin had spent the last year with must have been a real wacko and Justin was obviously very affected by the whole experience. When he’d told Justin he couldn’t stay with him, the kid was in tears. Brian searched his mind for anyone who would know about this stuff. He had no choice; he’d have to ask Dave.
Brian dialed Dave’s number but his service said he was in court until two. He left a message saying he wanted them to meet and tried to settle back into his work.
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Justin cleaned Brian’s loft from ceiling to floor. It was pretty clean considering, but Justin could tell that usually Brian had a service do it... he could tell by the edges and the corners. He polished the floor until he could see his face in it, cleaned the cupboards and did the laundry. Once he had the place spotless, he could spend his free time working on his art. When he was with Aaron, his free afternoons were spent preparing himself for whatever Aaron would decide to put inside him that night. It had become his ritual for the few hours before Aaron came home. Being with Brian was nice. Brian didn’t treat him like an object to use and push to the side. Even though Brian had used a butt plug on him, it was more for Justin’s comfort than Brian’s amusement. Justin appreciated how careful Brian had been with him. That wasn’t something you found very often in his world.
He wondered what Brian meant by early. He looked in the refrigerator for what was there for him to prepare for dinner.
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Dave met Brian at four. “I shouldn’t be talking to you. I wanted that one,” Dave pouted.
“What the fuck are you doing going to a place like that?” Brian growled.
“What?” Dave shrugged.
“You’re a fucking lawyer. You can’t buy people, that way.”
“It’s perfectly legal. They're like contractors. You have a cleaning service, don’t you?”
“They don’t get paid to shower me though.”
Dave smiled. “How was he?”
“Thorough with very low self esteem. The kid needs a counselor. He spent the last year with some nut job, Aaron something.”
“Aaron Whitely?”
“I don’t know, I only have a first name, but whoever it was used to take him to work and make him sit under his desk and suck him off all day,” Brian frowned.
Dave laughed. “He’s always so calm... that’s probably why.”
“He sounds like a sick motherfucker to me.”
“Don’t tell me under all your free love facade there is actually a prude,” Dave laughed.
“Be serious, Dave. He wants to move in to my place and live with me.”
“So, you don’t have to speak to him... just let him do his job, ignore him the rest of the time. Tell him to stay out of your way. He’s only an ass on tap. If you get tired of him, you can trade him in. We could swap.”
Brian shook his head. “You have one of these kids?”
“I’ve got two. It makes for more interesting games, but I’m bored with one of them. That’s why I went last night... to make a trade,” Dave smiled. “When I bring tricks home lately, Sam’s a bit lazy. I’m due for a change.”
“I told Justin I would find him somewhere to live, but he said he’d have to go back to the club if I cut him loose. Why? I’ll pay for his living expenses. He won’t have to go back,” Brian sighed. “I don’t understand.”
“These men sell themselves every year. If he gets cut loose as you put it, he won’t be able to go back next year. You sign a release and they sell him again. Without the release, he would have to go through the training program again. It’s supposed to be fairly tough.”
“What training program?”
“They spend time learning about everything,” Dave smiled. “You don’t think I’m gonna pay that kind of money and then have to train them too.”
“But it’s slavery?” Brian frowned.
“No it isn’t,” Dave scowled at his friend. “They are well paid for their services and they get the education of their choice. When they are qualified, they move on. I don’t see what the big deal is.”
“The big deal is I have one in my loft and I don’t know what to do with him,” Brian grumbled.
“Pay his fees and fuck him. It isn’t difficult.” Dave grinned. “You can do anything to him. Not only will he not complain, but he’ll beg for more. Stop looking a gift horse in the mouth. He’s easy enough on the eyes. My offer to swap still stands.”
“No, thanks,” Brian grumbled. Dave was no help at all. He finished his drink and went home.
When Brian walked in the door of the loft, he blinked a few times. The place was positively shiny. “What happened?” he gasped.
“I cleaned up. What do you like to drink when you come home?” Justin smiled.
“Beer or wine, I don’t mind. What’s that smell?”
“I wasn’t sure what you ate so I used ingredients from the refrigerator. I hope you like it.”
“You made dinner?”
Justin nodded. “I want to please you, Brian. Your happiness is important to me.” Justin slipped off Brian’s jacket and hung it up in his closet. Cleaning was a wonderful way to find out where things belonged. “Will you be going back out tonight? If you bring home a trick, we can entertain you,” Justin smiled. “Or I can go and get one, if you’d rather stay in. Are you hungry or would you rather wait until after you fuck me?” Justin began to remove his clothing.
“Justin, I want us to talk.” He grabbed Justin’s hand and stopped him undressing. “Talk.”
Justin nodded. “Have I displeased you?”
“No, the loft has never been so clean. Dinner smells great, but I want to talk about you. Dave told me about the training program.”
Justin frowned. “It was very difficult.”
“But this is your last year at college. You won’t have to go back to the club. I’ll get you an apartment of your own. I’ll pay for it and you won’t have to sell yourself anymore.”
Justin sighed. “That is a dream, Brian. I may be finished at PIFA this year, but it will take time to get established as an artist. I will be back at the club for a few years yet,” he sighed. “I understand that you don’t want me. Your friend should have told you what you were getting into to. I’ll get my things. I’m sorry I wasn’t what you wanted,” Justin sighed. “As soon as they sell me again, they will refund half your money.”
“I don’t care about the money,” Brian grumbled. “The money isn’t the point. You shouldn’t be forced to live like this.”
“Like what? In a fabulous apartment with the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Being with you has been wonderful. The way you touched me, you treated me like I was someone... not just a thing to provide you with pleasure. Thank you for that. Even though it was short, I’ll always treasure this time,” Justin smiled. “Would you like me to serve your dinner before I go back to the club?”
Brian pinched the bridge of his nose... his head was pounding.
When Justin saw Brian was in pain, he reacted instantly. “What usually works best when you get a headache? Pills or sleep?”
“Neither.” Brian closed his eyes.
Justin moved behind him and began to gently massage Brian’s temples. His finger tips made small interlocking then concentric circles at Brian’s temples. He could see the tension drain away from Brian’s face. “Keep your eyes closed.” He moved to the front and straddled Brian’s lap. Justin took Brian’s hand in his and massaged the webbing between Brian’s thumb and first finger.
Brian screwed up his face in pain.
“Keep your eyes closed and I’ll take the pain away,” Justin said softly. He continued massaging the area and then changed over to Brian’s other hand but when Justin started rubbing the corresponding point, Brian moaned again.
“So sore,” he sighed.
Justin kissed his eyelids and with his fingers held firm pressure on the webbing between Brian’s thumb and first finger. He kissed along Brian’s cheek bones and felt Brian start to relax. “Feeling better?” Justin whispered.
“Mmmmm,” Brian moaned again.
When Brian licked his lips, Justin couldn’t resist kissing him, ever so softly. “You are so beautiful,” Justin sighed. He felt Brian get hard and pressed against him, massaging Brian’s hard cock with his ass.
Brian wound his arms around Justin’s waist and kissed him fervently. He stood up and walked with Justin still draped around him, up the stairs to the bedroom. Brian laid him on the bed so gently then peeled off his clothes as Justin watched. When Brian’s pants slipped to the floor, Justin felt his breath catch. He pulled off his cargoes and threw them off the bed.
Justin hugged his knees to his chest, opening himself up to give Brian better access.
Brian wasn’t thinking, his body was on automatic. He climbed onto the bed with all the stealth of a jungle cat after his prey. When his tongue made contact with Justin’s entry, Justin moaned, loudly. Brian used his tongue to soften the area as Justin writhed against his mouth. He could remember ever wanting anyone as much as he wanted Justin at that moment. When he felt the area loosen, Brian moved into position. He lifted Justin’s legs onto his shoulders and reached for a condom. He saw a faint flicker of disappointment flash quickly across Justin’s face. He threw the condom back into the bowl and lubed up.
As he massaged the head of his cock into Justin’s opening, Brian could feel his heart was racing. He grabbed Justin and pulled him closer onto his cock, impaling him.
They both moaned. Justin, when Brian filled him and Brian at being crushed inside Justin’s tight channel. It took a few minutes for both men to catch their breath. Brian pushed in deeper and he ground Justin harder onto his cock. As he blanketed Justin’s body, their lips met again and they kissed over and over until Brian felt Justin relaxing under his touch.
“I want you, so much,” Brian murmured.
“Don’t send me away,” Justin sighed.
“I can’t, I want you too much.” Brian began to thrust.
“I’m yours for as long as you want me,” Justin moaned as Brian pushed inside him. He knew each thrust meant that Brian wanted him. He tightened his internal muscles to close down around Brian after he was all the way in, squeezing Brian’ cock before relaxing and allowing him to withdraw.
Brian felt like his cock could explode at any moment. He angled his thrusts to graze Justin’s prostate making Justin lose concentration and lock down on him so Brian was trapped inside him. As Justin sphincter contracted again, Brian shot his load into his lover, crying out Justin’s name. Justin’s orgasm followed as Brian’s body collapsed on top of him, trapping his cock between them. They lay fused together with a combination of come and perspiration and as their breathing slowed, Brian kissed Justin over and over, promising he could never send him away.
Justin was still panting, his arms wrapped around Brian’s neck, his legs now around Brian’s waist.
It was almost ten when they finally ate dinner. Brian didn’t care, but Justin insisted he needed to eat or his headache would return. They had a picnic in their bed. Brian refused for Justin to feed him... insisting they took turns feeding each other. There was so much they needed to learn about each other for them to successfully co-exist.
Brian had never had such a bad headache leave him so quickly. He was sure Justin had the magic touch... a touch that he craved more and more with each moment they spent together.