Diffrent Path

Different Path

Chapter 15 ….


Morning dawned bright and sunny as Justin sat on the balcony watching the sun rise over the city skyline. Brian lay asleep inside, sprawled over the bed. A smile curled Justin’s lips as he remembered the night before.

After the restaurant they had gone to a play, the comedy having Justin in stitches the whole time. Even Brian had a great time, the sarcastic, black humour appealing to the older man. They had the most fun walking through Central Park, and as Brian called it, “scaring the straight people”. They made out like crazy all over the city.

Justin snuggled further into the chair. He leaned his head back on the edge of the chair, breathing deeply. Brian was really not a morning person and normally Justin wasn’t either, but it seemed that during this trip he had watched the sunrise more than once.

The sunrise always filled him with hope. It was a new day, a fresh start. He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the city. He really could consider living in New York. Its energy fitted him somehow. It felt alive, vibrant but somehow still calm and collected. It was a place he could see himself living with Brian. The focused adman could be great in New York and he could become the artist that he dreamed of being but for now their life was in the Pitts and sadly Justin dreaded going back there.

He looked through the window as he heard Brian start to wake. Justin stood and headed inside, crawling back into bed with his lover. The older man turned over and pulled the younger man close to his side. Justin smiled and snuggled closer to Brian. He closed those baby-blue eyes and fell back asleep.

He woke up again about three hours later, finding himself the subject of much scrutiny. Brian was lying on his side looking at him and by the tent in the older man’s sheets he liked what he saw.

“Like what you see, old man?” Justin teased Brian, his eyes sparkling with laughter. The blond squeaked as he was attacked by nimble fingers, tickling him until he was laughing through his tears. “I give, I give! You’re not old.”

The tickling morphed into an arousing caress. Justin arched into the caress like a big cat. The blond tilted his head up for a kiss that was freely given. The kiss soon became heated.

Brian’s hand travelled down to Justin’s waist pulling the blond close.

The day was spent in each others company. They took a walk through Central Park, took in a movie and just generally enjoyed the city.


The taxi ride out to La Guardia airport was quiet. Tonight they were going back to the Pitts and they were both sad that their trip was over. They had gotten much closer to each other during the time they had been gone.

During the night before they had stayed up most of the night talking. They had lain in each others arms on the balcony of the hotel, talking quietly.

”That first night Justin, you caught my eye because of your beauty, your sexiness and the fact that I wanted to fuck you on sight but during that night I found a respect for you. I found that I liked you. You could never have seen my son, otherwise.” Brian smiled ruefully as he looked down at his partner. “But the things that seal the deal so to speak were that you didn’t go away. I couldn’t drive you away. I liked the fact that you ‘were onto me’ as you said. The fact that I liked it …scared me to death. “

They had talked about rules, what they wanted out of their relationship. Brian had explained what he considered the difference between Justin and the tricks.

“You know, I can’t see myself waking up next to, eating a meal with or just spending time with the tricks,” He smirked at this point. “Honestly, they need to be spectacular for me to even think twice about them after the deed is done…” Brian said, then looked hotly at the blond, making the younger man blush at the veiled compliment.

They had both agreed to some ground rules. No kissing others, unless the other was there and could get equal time. No bottoming for anyone else and the loft stayed off-limits. Mostly that rule was already decided, but because of Brian asking Justin to move back in, the rule had been set in stone.

“I was hot-headed and angry when I kicked you out. Honestly sunshine, I miss your clutter…” He chuckled as he continues; “Besides I save a fortune in heating bills…”

They had not only talked about things like that but their families, their friends and the future had come up. They spent six hours getting into each others’ head. Brian had commented that it was the longest time that he had spent with a guy alone without fucking him.

The plane ride did not take long compared to the trip across the Atlantic and four hours later they were lugging their luggage up to the loft. They knew that they would have time alone since Brian had told Lindsay that they were getting back the next day. So there would be no well-meaning ‘Welcome Home’ parties. Sliding the loft door closed Brian looked at the blond throwing himself on his sofa.

“It’s good to be home!” Brian laughed as Justin flipped him off over the edge of the sofa. Heading into the bedroom with his bags, Brian was the image of energy. He was humming as he started to unpack his bags. Moving through the loft towards the computer he saw that Justin had fallen sleep.

Grabbing an afghan from the back of the sofa he laid it out over his sleeping lover. Kissing the boy on the forehead, the older man chuckled quietly and whispered against the silky, smooth skin.

“Ah, the stamina of youth…”

He grabbed the boy’s bags and set about unpacking the boy’s things and putting everything in its rightful place.

Justin awoke about an hour later to the smell of Thai food. His belly rumbled and he remembered that he had only had a bagel for breakfast.

“Something smells good.” He said, as he stood up and turned toward the kitchen. Brian was sitting by the bar, a small smile on his face and a box in his hand. The blond smiled as the hazel-eyed man pointed with his chopsticks at a box beside him.

“Thank you ...” Justin said, as he grabbed the box, opening it and grabbing a fork. Brian’s response was to smirk and pop another piece of chicken in his mouth. After eating all of his pork and most of Brian’s chicken as well Justin was full and content. That was when he realised that Brian had unpacked his bags.

“You unpacked my bags…?” At the older man’s nod he threw a kiss at Brian. “Thank you…” Justin laughed, as Brian pretended to duck the kiss.

“Asshole!”

Soon after that they went to bed. Their day had been long and it was good to sleep in their own bed again. They settled for a slow session of sixty-nine.

Brian marveled over his young lover’s talent with his mouth. The blond could undo him each and every time. The older man was no slouch at blowjobs but the blond was amazing.

They awoke the next morning just as the dawn was filling the sky. Blue eyes met hazel as they looked at each other. There had been so much that had changed during their trip but so much that had stayed the same.

Without a word being said they leaned into each others lips. The good morning kiss was a simple meeting of lips. They separated for a fleeting second, their lips curled into sweet smiles before they kissed again. This was far more passionate.

Lips devoured each other, fingers tangled in hair as they rolled on the bed so that Brian was on top. Grinding into each other the two men were soon panting and moaning. Justin’s hands wandered around to caress Brian’s ass.

The blonds’ action made the darker man groan deeply as he rubbed against Justin. Lifting up so he was leaning on his elbows, Brian looked down into Justin’s eyes. He smiled gently before rolling onto his back, pulling Justin with him.

“I need you inside me, Justin.” He pulled the blonds’ head close and kissed him deeply. “Fuck me... Please... “

Justin’s blue eyes widened in shock before they darkened with need. This was the first time that Brian had openly asked Justin to make love to him. Swooping in to kiss the older man Justin reached for the ever-present tube of lube. Laying it beside them he started to work his way down Brian’s chest, licking a path down to his partner’s swollen dick.

He silently urged Brian to spread his legs wider, his gentle fingers caressing the area where Brian’s legs met his torso, making the older man moan and arch into the caress. Lowering his head, he blew hot air on the overheated skin, making Brian shiver in delight.

Wet kisses followed the same trail and soon he was kissing the cock he so adored. Taking him into his mouth Justin chuckled as Brian groaned helplessly. Agile fingers grabbed the lube from the bed and soon caressed the older man’s waiting pucker. Meanwhile his wicked mouth drove Brian half insane.

Soon a hand grabbed his, making Justin look up and meet dark hazel eyes. The older man was panting very hard. “That’s enough; I’m not a fucking virgin, Jus.”

He threw his head back and groaned as Justin pushed the fingers deeper, grazing his prostate. Brian fell back onto the pillow, pulling Justin up with him. The blond reached for the nightstand fishing out a condom. Putting it on he urged Brian to turn over on his stomach, crawling over him and licking his way up Brian’s back. Kissing Brian’s neck he murmured in the older mans ear.

“Ready?” At Brian’s answering nod, Justin guided his own latex-clad member to Brian’s entrance and slowly began to sink inside. When he was almost all the way in he stopped to allow Brian time to adjust. They just lay there, feeling their heart beating in the same rhythm. Brian started to squirm around under him, making Justin smile.

“Want me to move, lover…” He whispered in Brian’s ear.

“Yesssss….” Brian murmured as he arched his back.

“Your wish is my command…” Pulling almost all the way back out he pushed back inside, slow and deep.

“Yes!” Brian groaned loudly and arched up to meet Justin’s thrusts.