The Education of Allan Carson
Chapter 1
Rating: Adults Only
Category: Fanfiction
Pairing: Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor
Genres: Angst, AU, Romance
Warnings:Brian/Other, Justin/Other
Summary: Set after Season 5. Justin is based in New York and Brian wishes they could spend more time together. Both their lives are full but they cherish the time they spend together.. Brian meets Allan Carson in Babylon one night. He's a writer and has been commisioned to write the pilot for a new TV Series about gay life. The trouble is.... Allan doesn't know anything about being gay.
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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Allan Carson sat at the end of the bar, watching the patrons behavior with great interest. He needed to do some research on the gay community for a pilot he was writing or had been trying to write for the last week. When he allowed himself to be talked into this, he had no idea how difficult it would be. He didn’t know anything about being gay and the producers wanted a candid portrayal of gay life. At the time, the project sounded exciting but the meat and potatoes of it was, he didn’t have a clue where to start. He hoped that sitting in Babylon would inspire him. He’d asked up and down Liberty Ave and the word was.... Babylon was the hottest club around and owned by the biggest stud in gay PA.
He watched as hundreds of sweaty, half naked men cruised each other, disappearing and reappearing in dribs and drabs. Most of the activity seemed to be happening at the very back of the place. The music pounded in the background, the thumpa thumpa of the beat, making his head ache as his confusion grew. When he felt someone’s hot breath on the back of his neck, he half turned and saw a man was standing so close to him that Allan could feel the heat radiating from his body. He felt the man whisper in his ear.
“Let’s dance.”
Allan turned completely to face the man whose lips were almost on his ear. He was about six three with brown hair and the most piercing hazel eyes. “I don’t dance, I’m sorry,” Allan apologized.
The man raised one eyebrow, thrust his tongue into his cheek and smirked. “Yeah, right.”
Allan felt the man grab his hand and pull him onto the dance floor. There was something about the man’s confidence that Allan found intriguing. When they stopped, in the middle of the dance floor, he spun around and grabbed Allan, pulling him hard against him. Allan felt his breath catch at how masterfully the man engineered his cooperation. He felt the guy slide his hand down onto his ass and grind their cocks together as their bodies swayed to the music. Allan was surprised to feel his body reacting to this guy’s advances. Maybe it was the atmosphere of the club or the four drinks he’d consumed as he searched his mind for a place to start his story. “What’s your name?” Allan said, cautiously. He needed to know about being gay, this was his chance.
Brian looked at the trick in disbelief. “Are you serious,” Brian grinned. “You’re new, aren’t you?”
Allan nodded. “I haven’t been here before.”
“Brian Kinney,” he grinned.
Allan smiled. “I’m Allan.”
“Whatever,” Brian shrugged and pressed their bodies together again. He liked what he could feel. This guy had a great cock….. big, just the way Brian liked it. The song changed to something slow and dreamy and Brian groaned his displeasure.
“I guess you don’t like the song,” Allan laughed. He may have to write about it but he was sure he wasn’t ready to do it. Allan was nervous and not sure how to get out of the situation he’d put himself into. This guy wasn’t fooling around and he was sure Brian didn’t just want them to be friends.
“I hate this shit,” Brian growled. He wanted one more fast number before he took this trick to the backroom and fucked his brains out. Brian wrapped his arms around Allan’s waist and continued rubbing their cocks together in time with the music.
Allan felt his body starting to ignore what his commonsense was telling him. The way Brian was rubbing his body up and down across his cock was making Allan hard. He tried to pull away but Brian was holding him firmly.
“Just relax,” Brian whispered and slid his tongue into Allan’s ear.
Allan felt his knees weaken as Brian’s tongue probed the nooks and crannies of his ear. When Brian’s lips began to explore his neck, he sighed openly.
Brian smiled, that was better. For a minute he though Allan was about to blow him off. This guy was different and Brian was interested in finding out, how? He whispered again. “I want to fuck you.” He felt Allan’s body stiffen. Brian held them together from the waist down but pulled his upper body away slightly. “Have you ever been with anyone before?” he smirked.
“I’m not….” Allan stammered.
Brian laughed. He grabbed Allan’s cock and squeezed gently. “I think you are, let’s go.” He grabbed Allan’s hand and pulled him through the crowd to the exit. Brian hadn’t come across a virgin in years. Time and space is what they needed, this guy wasn’t a backroom fuck.
When they were outside and Allan could hear again without the thumpa thumpa of the music, he stopped, jerking Brian backwards. “Listen I need to tell you, I’m not gay. I was in there because I have to research being gay for a job I have to do,” Allan admitted.
Brian smiled. Good story but he knew gay when he felt it. “Let’s have a drink,” Brian suggested, wondering what sort of job would require someone to research being gay.
Allan nodded.
“Let’s go to my place,” Brian grinned. He saw Allan hesitate. “Do I look like the sort of person who has to lure away straights and rape them?”
Allan laughed. He liked Brian. “I guess not.”
“Only guess,” Brian laughed.
Allan had seen Brian work the room. He was certainly confident and comfortable with his sexuality. All eyes were on them when they were dancing. “My car is here,” Allan smiled. “Is your place far?”
“Not very.” Brian looked at the yellow corvette and smiled. He almost always insisted that tricks drove their own cars to his place but he was intrigued that a guy so young would be driving a car like this. Brian went to the passenger side and climbed in. He’d never driven in one of these before, not bad, he thought as his eyes moved over the interior of the car.
Allan climbed into the driver’s side and smiled at Brian. “Where to?”
“Down the block and second left, I’ll tell you where to stop.”
Allan started the engine and all twelve cylinders hummed.
“Nice car,” Brian smiled.
“It was my present to myself when I got my last job.”
“Some present,” Brian laughed.
“I usually immerse myself in a project and if I don’t watch it, time goes and I’m on to the next one without enjoying any of the money I earn. Toys keep me interested,” Allan smiled.
Brian nodded. He knew what Allan meant. Sure, he always had the best of everything but he didn’t get the enjoyment from his money that he should these days. He hadn't bought anything indulgent since he bought the club. It was also nice talking to someone who was doing well. This was a refreshing change. Brian was used to being the most successful person he knew and he was bored out of his brain with 'wannabes'. “It’s the warehouse building on the next corner.”
“Warehouse conversions are very popular now. I’ve just done my place, I love open plan. I hate to feel closed in,” Allan smiled as he parked the car.
Brian climbed out of the car, literally. It was so close to the ground and very cool, he thought but would never say it. They walked into the building and Brian pulled up the grill. He pressed the top floor button and lowered the safety grill again. The elevator moved up slowly.
“Have you lived here long?” Allan asked.
“Five years but I only finished the conversion the year before last,” Brian smiled. “With work and all, it took longer than I thought,” he admitted.
Allan laughed. He knew exactly what Brian was saying. Work always took precedence, after all, it paid for everything, it had to come first. That mentality was the main reason he was here. He needed to understand what being gay meant and he had a feeling Brian knew all about it. He followed Brian into the loft and pulled the door closed behind him. Allan grinned. “You have done a great job, I love the floor.”
“Beer?” Brian held up a bottle from the stainless steel refrigerator.
Allan nodded, saying “Do you mind, can I look around?”
“Sure,” Brian laughed. “Knock yourself out.” There was something about Allan…. He didn’t normally like straight guys. Brian smiled. He still didn’t think Allan was straight so perhaps his record would be preserved.
Allan wandered over Brian’s apartment. It was just as he imagined the ultimate fuck pad would be and Brian…. well, Brian he suspected, was the ultimate predator. He walked up two steps into Brian’s bedroom which was positioned on a pedestal type structure, pride of place, in the middle of the loft. To the left was the bathroom. The enclosed glass shower was enormous. Allan liked the sleek lines that Brian had chosen for the place, he obviously had good taste. He stood on the top step and smiled. “So, this is where the action is?”
Brian walked towards Allan with his beer. “I thought you were straight, changed your mind, have you?” he smirked.
“Um…I…err…um,” Allan stammered.
Brian couldn’t get Allan’s cock out of his mind. “You said your job took you to Babylon tonight, what do you do?”
“I’m a writer.”
“Ah, the great American novel,” Brian laughed.
Allan smiled. “No, I’m writing a pilot for a TV series. The public is fascinated with what it means to be gay.”
Brian frowned. “So you wanted to watch the rats running around their cages.”
“No,” Allan said quickly. “What do you do?” He could sense Brian’s hostility.
“Advertising,” Brian snapped.
“So, you know what I mean. I need to understand a subject before I can write the emotions,” Allan tried to explain.
“Gay men don’t feel……. they fuck. If you want to write about feelings, you should be writing about lesbians,” Brian grinned.
Allan sighed. “You would obviously know but…… when we were dancing, I know you were feeling something.”
“Wanting to get off isn’t a feeling,” Brian laughed.
“Sure it is. Feelings don’t have to always be sentimental and mushy. Sometimes they are raw and basic, one is never more valid than the other,” Allan smiled. He took a large gulp of his beer.
“Is it going to be a socially responsible show like that crap ‘Gay as Blazes’ they tried to peddle as normal, a few years ago,” Brian laughed.
“I hated that show,” Allan smiled. “It was asinine and insulting. Being gay couldn’t possibly be like that.”
“It isn’t,” Brian smirked. He walked up the stairs and stood on the top step with Allan. “Are you still hard?” he smirked.
Allan wasn’t until Brian asked. He felt his cock jump to attention immediately. “Brian, I didn’t mean to give you the wrong impression. I didn’t come here to….”
“Fuck,” Brian laughed. “I know, you told me. Don’t worry, your virtue is safe. I have never begged anyone to let me fuck them and I don’t intend to start now.”
Allan was relieved.
Brian smiled. “I know you said you weren’t gay but have you checked with your cock lately because it didn’t get the straight memo.” He gently kneaded Allan’s hard cock through his pants.
Allan didn’t pull away. He was straight, he was, but the way Brian was touching him was so….. He wasn’t sure what it was.
“Maybe not gay but definitely a man,” Brian smiled. He could feel Allan getting harder. He slid down the zipper of Allan’s pants.
“Brian, I…um,” Allan stammered.
“Don’t want me to stop,” Brian smiled. “How about we explore some of those feelings you are so interested in?”
Allan wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t want Brian to stop what he was doing but the reality of what was happening had far reaching ramifications. “Just because I like you touching my cock doesn’t mean I want you to fuck me.” It was important Brian understood where his head was.
“I know.” Brian lifted Allan’s chin with his forefinger and pressed their lips together. “You will need to know about gay sex if you are gonna write about it. This show will have sucking and fucking in it, won’t it?”
“The producers want it to be as real as possible,” Allan moaned into Brian’s mouth.
“Then I had better show you what you’ll be writing about,” Brian smirked. “Are you game?”
“For some things maybe,” he said softly concentrating on the sensations emanating from his groin. He added quickly “Not all things,” Allan smiled. “Are you?”
Brian thought for a moment. “I can live with that.”
“Your word?” Allan checked they were on the same page. He should have been scared. There was no reason that Brian would keep his word but somehow, Allan felt he would.
“You have it,” Brian smirked. He liked this game. Not being sure what was going to happen next was hot. “Do you take E?”
“Sometimes,” Allan smiled.
“Is this one of those times?” Brian laughed.
Allan began to massage his cock. He needed to get off and soon, his balls were aching. “Sure,” he smiled. “Just one though.”
Brian walked down the steps and opened the draw of his desk. He took out two tabs and put both on his tongue. He grabbed two bottles of water from the refrigerator and walked back up the stairs. Brian grabbed the hand that Allan was using to rub his cock. “No, that’s what I’m gonna be doing,” he grinned. He put out his tongue. “One is yours, take it.”
Allan opened his mouth as Brian kissed him and scooped one of the tablets off Brian’s tongue with his own. He moved it to under his tongue and continued to allow Brian to explore his mouth. Allan wasn’t thinking in terms of gay or straight anymore. Brian’s lips were so soft and his cock was pressed hard against his own. Allan could feel both of them straining to be released from the confines of their fabric prisons.
“Let’s get this party horizontal,” Brian purred. “Is that in the rules?”
“Uhuh,” Allan moaned, his need to cum, determining his answers.
Brian backed Allan to the bed, undressing him as they continued kissing. As he wriggled down Allan’s pants, his cock finally bounced free. Not bad, Brian thought, not bad at all.
Allan felt the cold air in the room and shivered. He felt Brian push him backwards and fell onto the mattress, jolting him back to reality, he was naked in a gay man’s bed, fuck, what was he thinking? “Brian, I’m not sure….. If…. Um,” he stammered.
Brian could see Allan was getting cold feet, fast. He crawled onto the bed, still fully clothed. “I won’t hurt you,” he smiled. He took hold of Allan’s shaft and pumped his cock a few times.
Allan moaned loudly and closed his eyes. Oh God, he thought, don’t stop. He was so close now that his cock was completely in control.
Brian knew what Allan was thinking and had no intentions of pushing him too far too fast. There were many hours of enjoyment in Allan and he was doing his part proving his theory that every man was gay when it came to having his cock sucked. He swallowed the head of Allan’s cock and continued pumping the shaft at the same time. He felt Allan swelling in his mouth. “Mmmm,” Brian sighed as he licked and sucked Allan into a frenzy, drawing on all his skill to make this a more than memorable experience.
“OHHhhhhhh,” Allan cried out and shot his load down Brian’s throat.
Not bad, not bad at all, Brian thought. He crawled up Allan’s body and kissed him softly, as he struggled for breath.
Allan felt Brian kissing his neck and playing with his nipples, the waves of his orgasm were still ebbing through him. He could feel Brian was hard and was suddenly afraid Brian would insist on more. Even the E wasn’t calming his fears.
Brian felt Allan stiffen and knew he was afraid again. He rolled onto his back and reached for a smoke. “Do you want one?”
Allan nodded and took the lit cigarette Brian passed him. What was the appropriate thing to say when a gay guy sucked you off for the first time? Allan wasn’t sure. He had a hundred questions, none of which were …… Does this mean I’m really gay after all? He didn’t allow his mind that much latitude.
Brian pants were uncomfortably tight now and his cock was aching, desperate for relief. He could see that Allan wasn’t ready to take the next step and was amused by his patience. He wasn’t usually patient at all, “I really need to cum. Do you mind if I take care of this little problem?” Brian smiled.
“Brian… um,” Allan stammered again.
“I can do it but I want you to watch.” Brian’s eyes made contact with Allan’s for a moment and held his gaze.
Allan nodded. He could do that. In truth, he was fascinated at having the opportunity to observe Brian touching himself.
Brian pulled off his shirt and wriggled his pants down. Allan was impressed, Brian had a beautiful body. He lubed up his cock as Allan watched.
“That’s better,” Brian sighed, relieved to not be trapped inside his pants anymore. He stubbed out his cigarette and allowed his hand to wander down across his chest. “Mmmm,” he sighed again and closed his eyes. Brian’s tongue peeked out of his mouth and wetted his dry lips, moistening them. He was already close but was determined to give Allan the full show. His fingers massaged his cock, stroking the shaft and lingered softly on the head. Brian sighed again.
Allan watched Brian slide up his shaft, with a closed hand and up over the head and back down again. Brian was writhing now, his body moving gently in time with his ministrations. Allan rolled onto his side to get a better view.
Brian opened his eyes and smiled. “I have a job for you. Kiss me?”
Allan edged closer and brushed his lips over Brian’s. He was getting hard again and kissing Brian helped to alleviate the ache inside him as his body started to demand more again. He hungrily devoured Brian, swallowing Brian’s moans as he came. Allan felt Brian’s whole body shudder for almost minute before going limp. He continued his kisses, Brian lips seemed to be still hungry for him. He’d had more than his fair share of women over the years but being with Brian was very different. It felt strange to have someone else controlling the situation, strange but exciting as well. Even as Brian accepted his kisses, Allan knew Brian was totally in control. He felt no pressure to do anything at all and the way his cock was feeling, it was nice not to have to worry about whether he was hard enough or if he would cum too fast.
Brian was amused that a man who was so sure he wasn’t gay was still kissing him. Allan’s lips were soft and his kisses tender but hungry. He slid his arms up around Allan’s neck and paused. “You’re not too shabby a kisser,” Brian smiled.
“Thanks, I think,” Allan wasn’t sure what Brian meant. “Do you want me to stop now?”
Brian pulled Allan closer and hungrily devoured him. Stop… was he crazy?
Allan could feel his passion building and pulled back, frightened by the feelings.
Fuck, Brian thought, this again. It was like a fucking rollercoaster. He tried to hide his annoyance. “Listen, it’s late. I’ll grab a cab in the morning back to my car. Thanks for an interesting evening,” Brian smiled. He was tired of this game. It was still early. When Allan left he would just get a trick to come over and fuck his brains out.
“I think I’m still too high to drive,” Allan mumbled, confused that Brian wasn’t trying to convince him anymore. He liked the way Brian encouraged him for more.
Brian rolled onto his back again and lit another cigarette. This time he didn’t offer Allan one at all. He stared at the ceiling, pissed off. Straight guys, he didn’t need this shit. Brian knew Allan wanted him but he’d already done as much coaxing as his patience would allow tonight. Fuck it, he didn’t even feel like fucking anymore. “Get some sleep.” He turned away and pulled up the duvet.
Allan pulled up his side of the covers and stared at the ceiling. He was still hard, now what would he do? Brian was obviously tired of the game. “I’m sorry,” Allan said almost in a whisper.
“Whatever,” Brian sighed as if he was bored. “You were up front.”
“Do want me to go, I could call a cab?” Allan said.
Brian rolled his eyes. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind Allan was gay, he was queening already. “If I wanted you gone, I would have thrown you out, now get some sleep.” He turned on his side again and closed his eyes. He had a presentation to do early and he couldn’t have bags under his eyes. Writing a TV show, Allan must be reasonably successful, he thought. The car confirmed it. Brian thought back to the clothes Allan was wearing. There were no discount labels there. Allan obviously liked the finer things, he could understand that. How the fuck was a straight man going to write a believable portrayal of gay life? He wondered what the fascination about being gay was. There was no why, they just were, it was no big deal. Well, at least Allan knew what it was like to get sucked off now. Perhaps the show would have an inkling of realism? Who was he kidding? No way. He turned to face Allan again. “Are you writing this by yourself?”
“I’m doing the concept and the pilot but when it’s in production there will be other writers.”
“It might help if they were gay,” Brian laughed.
“Yeah, I have sort of worked that out now,” Allan smiled.
“You seem to be having the same problem as before,” Brian smiled. He looked at the tenting in the sheets.
“Yeah,” Allan sighed.
Brian rolled his eyes. “A thankless job but I guess I owe it to gay men everywhere,” he laughed. He reached out and jerked Allan off. Allan was so hard, it took barely a minute. “Will you sleep now?” Brian smiled.
“Thanks, it isn’t thankless. You are really amazing,” Allan smiled.
“I know,” Brian shrugged. “What can I say, I just am,” Brian smirked.
Allan laughed. Brian was so egocentric and narcissistic and not at all feminine as he expected. In fact, there was nothing feminine about Brian at all. He was decidedly masculine. Allan cast his eyes aver Brian rippling muscles and felt his cock respond again. What the fuck was going on with him? This was the third time he was hard in not as many hours. Most of the time he would manage to come twice in a night and he was rendered totally useless. For some reason, Brian was having a very strange effect on him. It was strangely erotic lying naked next to a beautiful man who seemed to not care about anything. Brian’s indifference was the biggest turn on of them all. “I’m concerned about getting the emotions right. I don’t want to give the straight public the wrong impression.”
“That’s the problem,” Brian shook his head. “It shouldn’t be about gay or straight. Those are the unhealthy lines that are always drawn. We do things our way and you do them yours.”
“Can I ask a question?”
“Hmmmm?” Brian smirked.
“Why am I hard all the time with you?” Allan was genuinely confused at the way his body was reacting.
“Again?” Brian looked down and saw Allan was tenting again.
Allan nodded.
“Do you want the truth? Aside from the fact that I am incredible,” he laughed.
“Yes,” Allan smiled. “Aside from that, of course.”
“Your cock wants more because there is more. It has the good sense to know it,” Brian smiled. “You are expecting it to settle for a pat on the head, pardon the pun,” Brian smirked. “What are you so scared of?”
“I don’t know,” Allan admitted. “I guess that’s why I’m scared.”
Brian smiled and shook his head. “You need to make a decision but it’s your decision, not mine. I decided who I was a long time ago. An ass is an ass, gay or straight, they are all the same. Now it’s late and I need my beauty sleep or I will look like shit tomorrow and that would never do,” Brian laughed. “Are you staying?”
“I’d like that,” Allan admitted.
“Then shut up and go to sleep,” Brian grinned. He turned over again and pulled the duvet up around his ears.
Allan smiled. Even though he was hard, it wasn’t desperate hard, it was the maybe kind. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Allan opened his eyes and could feel he was wrapped around a warm body. He allowed his hands to wander and stopped as his fingers curled around….. Fuck, it was a cock. Where the fuck was he? He looked and remembered Brian from last night. Brian, that’s right, Allan sighed inwardly. His cock was hard again and pressed against Brian’s buttocks.
Brian was dreaming about Justin.
Allan thought about what he and Brian talked about last night. Brian said an ass was an ass. He’d fucked woman in the ass, was it really any different? Well it was different to normal fucking but was Brian right? He reached for a condom and the lube from the nightstand. His cock had decided for him. Allan rolled on the condom and lubed up generously. He hadn’t done this for a while but he knew he needed lots of lube to do it. He circled Brian’s anus with his finger, tracing around and around until he felt it soften. Brian was softly moaning something but Allan couldn’t make out what he was saying.
Brian loved the way Justin took his time when he wanted to fuck him. This was definitely the way to be woken up. He felt Justin slide his finger past the first ring of muscle and wait. Brian sighed. “So good.”
Justin waited and slid in another, the feeling was always incredible. Brian relaxed; eager for Justin to continue.
He took his time, knowing that ass fucking was something you just didn’t hurry and when Allan felt Brian push back against his fingers, he withdrew them.
“Don’t stop,” Brian begged.
Allan pressed the head of his cock against Brian's entry, working it slowly inside, taking his time as Brian moaned his approval. When his head was completely inside, he waited because Brian was panting at his size.
Justin had been away in New York for almost three months now. Their schedules hadn’t allowed them to get together. If Justin was here, it must be Saturday. Good, they could fuck all weekend, Brian thought. It had been too long for them to be apart. Justin was bigger than he remembered. Fuck, either that or his ass was shrinking from lack of use. He felt Justin slide completely inside him. “Ohhhh yesssssss, I’ve missed you so much,” Brian sighed. “Fuck me, Jus, fuck me,” Brian panted.
Allan wondered who this Jus was that Brian was begging to fuck him. He must be asleep, Allan thought. He thrust in and out slowly. Brian was right….. An ass was an ass. Brian was so tight…..his cock felt like it was on fire. He pumped Brian’s cock until it was hard and leaking but stopped when he realized Brian was getting ahead of him. Brian was moaning loudly, begging him to go harder. Now this was different. The last woman he fucked this way wanted him to be gentle and soft. He thrust harder and Brian pushed back to force Allan deeper inside him. Allan grabbed Brian’s hips and as he moved the angle of his thrusts changed. Brian was going crazy. What the hell was he doing different, but something was different by the way Brian was losing control. He kept the same angle. Brian was crying out, begging for more.
Allan pushed Brian onto his stomach as he came and rolled on top of him without missing a beat. He felt Brian’s muscles clamp down on him, pushing him over the edge. Allan shot his load, filling the condom then lay holding Brian until he stopped shaking. He went to pull out but he felt Brian’s hand on his ass stopping him.
“Stay inside me, Jus, I missed you,” Brian moaned, blissfully.
Allan held Brian tightly until his cock stopped pulsing. “Brian, I need to pull out or I’ll lose the condom,” Allan said softly
Brian’s eyes shot open. “Condom? He could feel the latex now. As the condom withdrew, Brian turned and groaned. “Fuck.”
Allan smiled. “You were right, my dick did want more.”
“I didn’t mean me,” Brian shrieked in horror. He sat up quickly and moaned in pain when he tried to lean forward to grab the duvet. “What were you thinking? You don’t fuck someone without asking first.”
“You were begging me to fuck you, I thought that was an invitation,” Allan yelled back at Brian.
“I’m not used to sleeping with anyone, I thought you were my partner,” Brian spat.
“You have a partner?” Allan gasped. ‘Then why did you pick me up last night?”
Brian sighed. “He lives in New York; I was expecting him on the weekend. I must have confused the days. Fuck look at the time, I have a presentation at eight. Can you drop me back to my car?” He didn’t have time to get a cab now. He didn’t even have time to continue freaking out. “Hurry up, we’ll have to shower together. We have to be out the door in ten minutes.” Brian jumped out of bed. “Well hurry.”
Allan could see Brian was shaken. They showered quickly and ran out the door,
Getting into Allan’s car with a very sore ass was a feat in itself. Brian groaned as he made contact with the seat then tried to pull the door closed.
Allan reached across and closed the door. “Are you alright?”
“Does it look like I’m alright to you?” Brian snapped.
“Not really,” Allan shook his head.
“You have an enormous cock,” Brian sighed.
“You didn’t complain at the time,” Allan smiled. “I believe I remember you begging me to fuck you even harder. I thought you liked it.”
Brian sighed. “I did. You don’t understand, do you?”
Allan shook his head. “No.”
“I’m a top. I don’t bottom for anyone other than my partner, the same for him.”
“What’s a top?” Allan asked confused.
“We will need to talk about this later. I have to get to work, my meeting is in fifteen minutes,” Brian sighed. He pulled a business card out of his pocket and pressed it into Allan’s hand. “Call me later, in the afternoon.”
Allan nodded. “Good luck with your presentation,” he smiled.
“Thanks, talk to you later.” Brian jumped out of the car and ran to the Porsche that was parked across the road. Allan could see the pain on Brian’s face as he climbed in and sped off. He wondered what he’d done wrong to give Brian so much discomfort.