Not Like All The Others

BRIAN’S POV


I sit at my desk, listening to the ringing on the other end of the phone. After a few more rings, the voice mail picks up, just like it has done the last twenty times that I have called. I start to leave a message very similar to my previous ones.

“Damn it Justin. It’s not that big of a deal. Stop being a brat and answer your fucking phone.” I say into the phone, getting irritated that after three days of trying to talk to Justin about my tricking he is still refusing to speak to me. Okay, so the talk is a little bit late but damn, I’m trying here. I decide to try a different approach. “Baby, please answer the phone. I’m sorry about the other night.” Christ, did I just say sorry for tricking? “Can you at least give me a chance to explain? Please. Call me back when you get this. Bye.” I hang up the phone. God, I sound so pathetic. How did this happen? Although I tell myself that the only reason I give a shit is because having Justin around is convenient, there is a voice in my head telling me that I know it’s bullshit. As thoughts of what Justin might actually mean to me slowly try to seep into my head, I walk over to the sofa and turn on the TV in an attempt to tune them out. I drop the phone onto the table and sit down. I stare at the screen without really paying attention to what’s on, and eventually doze off.


I’m awaken from my sleep by the sound of the phone. I glance at the TV and notice that the show that was on when I fell asleep is still running. I couldn’t have been out long. I reach out and pick it up off of the table and turn it on.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Brian. It’s me.” Justin’s voice says on the other end.

“Hey. Are you finally ready to talk to me?”

“Now that you have finally stopped being an ass in the messages you left.” Damn. You mean I could have solved this little problem three days ago if I had just gotten all mushy over the phone? Who knew it could be so simple? “Well, you said you wanted a chance to explain. So, explain.”

“I’d rather do it in person. Can you come over?” There is a pause on the other end and for a minute I think he is going to tell me no.

“Yeah. I can.”

“Do you want me to come get you?” I ask him. He answers quickly.

“No. My dad is here. I’ll borrow my parents car. I’ll be there in a little while.”

“Okay. Later.” I tell him. I can almost hear him smiling over the phone.

“Later.” he says before the line disconnects. I hang up my end and set the phone back on the table. I turn my attention to the TV and wait for Justin to show up.


JUSTIN’S POV


As I pull up in front of Brian’s building, I take a deep breath before opening the car door and getting out. On the ride over I ran through every potential explanation that Brian could possibly give me for what I had seen at Babylon the other night. I didn’t plan on forgiving Brian very easily. I take the lift to the top floor and knock on Brian’s door. He slides it open and steps to the side so that I can come in. Once I’m inside he shuts the door and strolls over to the sofa and sits down. I follow him over but stay standing in front of the sofa, facing him.

“Well, you wanted to explain in person. Here I am.” I tell him. I wait for whatever excuse he has thought up the explain what happened. Whatever it is I’m ready for it. He looks from me then down to his hands and back up again before he speaks.

“It’s what I’m used to. I have never believed in love and I think that monogamy is some bullshit fantasy cherished by straight people. I have no intention to stop tricking and if I ever decided to it would be because I wanted to or because I got bored with it, not because I have somebody in my life that wants me to stop. We’re not in a relationship, I’m not your boyfriend. If we are together it’s because we want to be. But if we are going to continue to be together then me being with other people is something that you will have to deal with.” Brian says calmly. Okay, so maybe I didn’t run over every possible answer in my head. I sure as hell wasn’t expecting that one. Although I give him credit for the honesty, I can’t say that the answer doesn’t hurt.

“If that’s the case, then what makes me any different than them?” I ask him. I don’t want to be just another trick. I want to be something more. Brian looks into my eyes and I swear I can see a flicker of emotion.

“You’re the only one that’s aloud to come back.” he says, so quietly I have to strain to hear him. “And that’s further than anyone else has gotten.” And although this declaration doesn’t get rid of the sting of knowing Brian wont be monogamous, it at least numbs it. Brian sits, unmoving, on the sofa and waits for me to do something. I think over every thing that he has said and decide that I would rather have to share Brian knowing that I’m different from everyone else, than not have him at all.


I sit down a few inches from Brian. He just looks at me for a moment before reaching out and pulling me into his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder. I relax into his touch and lean back against him. I close my eyes and listen to his breathing next to my ear. I turn my head slightly and see that he also has his eyes closed. I lean up and place a light kiss on his lips. He opens his eyes and smiles before bringing his hand up to my neck to pull my lips back up to his. We continue to kiss and I can feel his fingers playing with the short hairs on the back of my neck. When he pulls away he moves his hands to my hips and pushes so that I’ll stand. Once I do he turns me around so that I’m once again facing him. He lifts the hem of my shirt and leans forward, placing light kisses on the exposed skin. He moves his hands down to my pants and slowly undoes them. He pulls out my cock and kisses the head before running his tongue down my shaft and back up to the head. He takes me into his mouth and sucks gently, then moves his tongue in circles around my head, and finally takes me all the way in. He continues to slowly suck on my dick. I run my fingers through his hair, grasping handfuls of it. I almost cry when he pulls his mouth away. But he quickly silences my complaints by pulling my pants down and gesturing for me to take off my shirt while he removes his own clothes. He stands and walks towards the bedroom. When I start to follow he stops me.

“No. Stay there. I’ll be right back.” he says before walking into the bedroom. He comes back a minute later with lube and a condom. He tosses them onto the sofa and sits back down. He reaches out and pulls me into his lap, with one knee resting on each side of his body. He runs his hands over me while our tongues explore each others mouths. Without stopping the gentle assault on my mouth, he reaches over and opens the lube. He puts some on his fingers and begins to work me open. I hiss as he scissors his fingers inside of me. Once I begin pushing back onto his hand he removes his fingers and quickly rolls the condom over his dick. He lifts my hips and positions me over him, slowly lowering my body onto his cock. Once he is completely in, he leans forward and begins brushing light kisses over my neck and shoulders. He keeps his hands on my hips and I slowly start to move up and down. We continue to make love, Brian kissing me in every place his lips can reach and his hands caressing every spot that his lips can’t get to. We both come at the same time, holding onto each other, our moans filling the loft. After we catch our breath Brian lifts me off of him, disposes of the condom, and gets a towel for us to clean off. We put our clothes back on and I get ready to go home. Brian walks me to the door. Before walking out into the hall I turn back to him.

“I know that you said you don’t believe in love. But I do. So, is it okay if I say it to you?” he considers it for a moment before smiling and nodding that it was okay.

“I love you.” I tell him. He leans down to give me a final kiss. When we pull away I step into the hall.

“Later.” he says smiling. I return both the smile and the farewell, then turn and head down the stairs. I hear the loft door slide shut behind me. Once outside I get in the car and head home, knowing that I may not be the only person with Brian, but I am miles ahead of everyone else.