Not Like All The Others

Authors Note: This story is almost finished. There will be two (maybe three) chapters after this one. Whether or not there will be a sequel will all depend on how many people ask for one. Okay Enjoy.

BRIAN’S POV


I jerk open the door to my loft and trudge inside. I toss my coat onto my sofa. Today was complete shit. At least I only had to go in for a couple of hours. I hate when I have to go in on Saturdays in the first place but to top it off it turns out that the rumors of Vance’s drastic downsizing may be true. There were more than a few people that left today and wont be back tomorrow. I look around the loft and notice that Justin isn’t here yet but he’ll probably show up later. I know he’d rather stay here than at home with his dad and I’d rather him be here too. I go into my bedroom and flop down on the bed. Did I mention that I hate having to work on Saturdays?


I don’t realize that I’ve fallen asleep until Justin wakes me up a couple hours later. He is sprawled out on the bed beside me with his hand resting on my shoulder.

“Hey you okay? You don’t usually fall asleep during the day.” he asks. I nod my head and pull him over so that his head is lying on my chest. I close my eyes and relax. I’m too tired to care that I’m cuddling.

“Yeah. Just tired. I had to go into work for a little while today.” I feel him nod his head.

“Well I would try to make you feel better but if your tired maybe I should just let you sleep.” He says, knowing damn well how I will respond. I grab him by the arms and pull him up so that I can kiss him.

“I’m not that tired.” He laughs and pulls my bottom lip into his mouth. He then starts kissing his way down my body. When he gets to the hem of my shirt he lifts the bottom and starts to run his tongue over the exposed skin. At the same time he unbuttons it and pushes it to the sides of my body. When it’s completely undone he runs his hand up my chest and over my nipples. He uses his other hand to unsnap my pants. He pulls them off of me and tosses them on the floor next to the bed. I’ll get onto him for mistreating my clothes later. I’m not wearing any underwear, so he doesn’t have to worry about that. He strips off all of his clothes before turning his attention back to my dick. I take in a sharp breath when I feel him drag his tongue up the underside of my cock. I lace my fingers through his hair as he takes me all the way into his mouth. “Justin.” I say so that he’ll look up at me. “Turn around.” He smiles around my dick before pulling off and turning his body so that his hips are level with my face. Then he returns to his ministrations. I run my hands up his thighs and smile at the goose bumps that form on them when the sleeves of my shirt graze over his skin. I part his cheeks and blow on the sensitive skin. He moans around my dick and I buck up into his mouth slightly. I lean up and press my tongue to his asshole. We both work at pleasuring each other until Justin lifts his head and warns me that he is about to cum. I move my mouth to his cock and take him all the way in. At the same time I slide my fingers into his slick entrance and rub the tips over his prostate. I both see and feel the muscles in his body tense as he shoots his load down my throat. The continuous moaning he does around my cock sends vibrations to my balls and brings on my own orgasm. He eagerly swallows my spunk before lifting off my body and correctly positioning himself beside me. I put my hand on the back of his head and bring him into a deep kiss. “Damn, that was hot.” He nods in agreement.

“Yeah it was.” He pauses for a minute before continuing. “So, are you going to tell me what’s been going on lately?”

“What do you mean?” I ask him even though I think I know what he is talking about.

“I mean, what has been causing you to zone out so often and what caused you to actually come home and fall asleep today? What’s on your mind?”

“Just shit at work. Nothing that you need to worry about.”

“You sure you don’t want to tell me?” he asks.

“Yeah. Nothing has happened yet. If something does I’ll let you know. Okay?” He doesn’t look completely satisfied but he doesn’t say anything.

“Okay.” I decide that now is a good time to change the subject. Even if it’s to one that isn’t much better.

“So, how did it go at home last night?” The look on Justin’s face says it all.

“It sucked. I got shit as soon as I walked through the door and I chose to go to bed so I wouldn’t have to deal with it.” He looks at me accusingly. “Why’d you make me stay there last night?”

“Because they need to know that you are okay. That way I don’t have to worry about them calling the cops and saying that I kidnapped you and am refusing to allow you to go home.” He lets out a long size.

“I guess.”

“Okay. So now that I know how last night went, how did your tour today go?” His face immediately brightens up and he props himself up on his elbow.

“I loved it. The school is beautiful. I really hope I get in.”

“I already told you that you would and I’m never wrong so you have nothing to worry about.” Justin rolls his eyes at me but smiles anyway. Then out of the blue Justin says something that I definitely wasn’t expecting.

“The tour guide asked me out.”

“What did you say?” I ask him hoping that I sound nonchalant. He looks as if he is debating whether or not to tell me. After a couple of seconds I guess he decides to.

“I told him I already had a boyfriend.” He doesn’t wait for my reaction before jumping into an explanation. “It was the only thing I could think of that would be most likely to make him back off.” He acts like he’s worried I’m going to kick him out for calling me his boyfriend. Maybe he is. I run my hand through his hair and smile so that he knows I’m not mad. For some reason it really doesn’t bother me.

“Yeah. I’m so sure that was the only reason and it had nothing to do with you wanting to claim me.” He laughs and shrugs his shoulders.

“Well maybe just a little bit.”

“So what did he say when you told him that?”

“He said he still wanted to go out sometime but it would be just as friends. He gave me his number so I could let him know when I’m free.” I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that. Okay, that’s a lie. I know exactly how I feel about it. But it’s not like I can really say anything. I can’t control the boy. I sure as hell don’t let him tell me who I can and cannot spend my time with. And even if he does decide to sleep with this kid, there isn’t a whole lot I can say about it without being a hypocrite. I certainly don’t have a record fit for a church. But that still doesn’t make me despise the idea any less.

“Are you going to?” Say no.

“Yeah, probably. Since I came out the only person my age that I really hang out with is Daphne. And as much as I love being with you and the rest of the gang, I need more people that I can act like a senseless teenager around. Being mature is exhausting.” Damn.

“I thought that was what Emmett was for.” He swats me on the stomach.

“Shut up.” he says with a laugh. I lean down and kiss him on the forehead. I feel him turn his head so that he can look up at my face. “Hey.” I meet his eyes. “I want you to trust me okay?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“I didn’t say anything.” He puts on the most serious look that he can.

“But you were thinking it.” I open my mouth to protest but he stops me before I can.
“And don’t even try to deny it. I can hear those wheels in your head turning. I’m onto you.” He smiles and kisses me on my jaw line and I pull him tighter to me.


JUSTIN’S POV


I ended up calling Ethan back a few days after the tour. Brian had to work late and while I had been able to avoid Chris for quite some time he had managed to hunt me down that day. I had just needed to get out of the house. Since that time we had gone out and done something about once or twice a week. It was nice to have someone my age to talk to. And it was nice to have someone I could talk to about how uncomfortable Brian’s tricking still made me even though he never did it in front of me. I couldn’t talk to any of Brian’s friends about it because I was always worried they might tell him and I couldn’t talk to Daphne because she always said that I either needed to say something to him or suck it the fuck up. Which is probably true but I can’t bring myself to say anything when he has compromised this much already. When I’m with Ethan I still kind of get the feeling that he wants to be more than just friends. And I know for a fact that Brian gets the same feeling from him as well and doesn’t appreciate it, even though he never says anything. That’s why I usually only go out and do something with Ethan when Brian is at work or out of town on business like he is today. When they are with in fifty feet of each other it makes for a very awkward situation, something I definitely wanted to avoid. Another reason I only hang out with Ethan when Brian isn’t here is because when it comes down to spending time with Brian or spending time with Ethan, Brian always wins. I’m waiting for Ethan to come over now. Daphne is doing something with her family and Brian had to go out of town a few days ago and wont be back until early next week, which means I’ll be stuck at my house for a while. It’s not because Brian doesn’t want me at the loft without him, it’s just that it feels kind of weird to be there alone for more than just a couple hours and it would feel even weirder to bring over Ethan. With both Daphne and Brian gone, I have been bored out of my damn mind. And on top of that I usually get kind of depressed when Brian has to go out of town. I know I agreed that he could trick as long as it wasn’t in front of me but I don’t really like to think about how much he might be doing it when I’m not even in the same state and I’m sure as hell not going to ask him how often he does it. I hear Ethan honk the horn outside and I run out to meet him. I don’t bother to say goodbye to my family. There hasn’t been a lot of conversation between us since I got back. That is probably mostly my doing.

“Hey.” I say to him as I get in his car. “So, what’s on the agenda for today?”

“Well, I thought we could go see a movie or something.” He says as he starts to pull away from my house.

“Sounds good.” I lean back in my seat and watch the scenery go by through the window.

“So, did you hear from Brian last night?” Ethan asks about Brian a lot I’ve noticed. I can’t figure out if he is honestly curious about how my relationship is going or not sometimes.

“Yeah. He couldn’t talk too long though. He had to go to a business dinner and wouldn’t be back until late. I wouldn’t have minded him calling when he got back but I would probably have had to listen to my parents bitch the whole next day about me receiving phone calls so late and I left my cell phone at Debbie’s when I went over there earlier that day to help her throw out some old stuff.”

“So he told you he’d be at a business dinner all night?” he asks suspiciously. I know exactly what he is implying. This is the one problem with talking to him about Brian. He doesn’t always help to ease my mind. I look over at him pointedly.

“Yes it is and I believe him. He works hard and I know he’s had something going on at work that has been bothering him.” He raises his hand up as a show of surrender.

“Okay. You don’t have to get defensive. I’m just looking out for you. So what movie do you want to go see?”


BRIAN’S POV


As soon as I get off the plane I call for a cab to pick me up from the airport. I can’t wait to see Justin. I finished my business trip early and want to surprise him. I know he didn’t stay at my house cause he felt weird there alone even though he has been pretty much living there for several weeks now. I wish he felt a little more at home there. Maybe I’ll work on that now that I’m back. I haven’t been able to talk to him a lot since I’ve been gone. I’ve been busy as hell. Half of the time I would get home so late that I’d be afraid to call because I thought I might wake him up. Or worse yet, wake his parents up. And one time I called and he was out with Ethan. I couldn’t think of a whole lot to talk about knowing that they were spending time together. Justin reassures me constantly that I don’t have anything to worry about cause it’s me he loves. And I believe he loves me, I just don’t see why he’d want to stay with me when he could have someone closer to his age that may even have a stable family background and that his mom and dad might approve of. Even though I’m a thousand times better looking than that greasy fucker. But with me out of town he doesn’t get the visual reminder of that every day, even though it would take a lot to forget how sexy I am, especially when compared with that sewer rat. But then there is also the fact that even if he doesn’t leave me for Ethan, he could still sleep with him. We never established any rules about certain people being off limits. The only rule was that we don’t do it in front of each other. I don’t even know if he has tricked with anyone yet. I don’t really want to ask. I guess I might be okay with him doing it as long as it’s not with that asshole. Then again probably not. Okay, time to stop thinking about the fiddle player, my cab’s pulling up. Before I have a chance to get in I hear my cell phone ring. I toss my stuff into the backseat and answer it.

“Hello.”

“Brian, it’s Vance. I need you to come into the office real quick before you head home.” Shit.

“Okay.” I hang up the phone and get in the cab, telling the driver where I need to go. I can’t help but worry on the way there considering that the rumors of a major cutback on staff have proved to be very true. Granted, most of them were incompetent assholes that should have been fired a long time ago. But you can never really tell what Vance is going to do, and the two of us have butted heads many times. Something that I am hoping does not come back to bite me in the ass now. When the cab pulls up in front of the building I get out, grab my things and take a deep breath before walking through the doors.


I walk out of the office and hour later feeling fucking great. I’ve been worried this whole time that I might get fired and instead I get promoted. Vance has decided to retire and he has made me head of the company. The people he had fired were all people that wouldn’t have worked well under me. This calls for a celebration. And right now I can only think of one person I want to celebrate with. And I can think of quite a few ways to do so considering that I haven’t been with anybody since Justin showed me how much he was going to miss me right before I left. Couldn’t really find anyone to peak my interest. I take a cab to my loft to drop off my stuff then I take my jeep to Justin’s.

When I pull up in front of Justin’s house I’m disappointed to see a car I recognize as Ethan’s. I walk up to the house and walk by the open window just in time to hear that little shit start to talk.

“Justin, I love you. I want to be with you.”


JUSTIN’S POV


When the movie is over Ethan drives us back to my house. My parents aren’t home so invite him in to watch TV. We’ve been sitting there for about twenty minutes when he speaks up.

“Hey, Justin do you like me?” he asks. I look over at him. I don’t really understand what he means. If I didn’t like him I wouldn’t hang out with him.

“Yeah. Your cool.” I turn back to the movie. Ethan reaches up and touches my shoulder. I turn back to him.

“I don’t mean like that.” Oh. Shit. Then all of a sudden Ethan leans over and kisses me. I pull away and push him to the other side of the couch.

“What the fuck are doing? You know I have a boyfriend.”

“Justin, I love you. I want to be with you.” He leans over and tries to kiss me again and once again I push him back.

“But I don’t love you. I love Brian. You know that.” He tries to grab my hand but I pull it away.

“I know but we could be so great together. If you’d give me a chance you’d see that. I could treat you so much better than him. I can be faithful to you. I can tell you that I love you. Don’t you want those things?” I’m quiet for a second before I answer him.

“Yeah, I do want those things.” He smiles and starts to reach for me again but I stop him.
“But I don’t need them. And if comes between either having them or having Brian then they don’t mean anything to me at all. Brian may not say he loves me but I know he does. He shows me. And he may be allowed to sleep with other people but he cares enough about how I feel to not do it in front of me and never mention it in front of me. And here you are, knowing I have a boyfriend that I love and you are still so focused on what you want that you would put a move on me despite that. And I can’t honestly sit here and say that I believe you wanting to be friends with me wasn’t all just leading up to this. I was just hoping you’d be a good enough friend that you would get over it.” Ethan shakes his head and stands up.

“You know what, fine. If you want someone who is going to treat you like that you can have him. Good luck.” He turns and storms out of the house. I let out a long sigh. That didn’t go very well. I close my eyes and drop my head, only to have it snap back up at the sound of Brian’s voice.

“Hey.”


BRIAN’S POV


I lean against the side of the house listening to Justin and Ethan’s conversation through the window. I know eavesdropping is something that 8th graders do but I can’t bring myself to care. By the time Justin finishes his little speech both my chest and throat are tighter than I can ever remember them being before. And for the first time I start to think that maybe I really don’t have to worry about Justin hurting me. Ethan storms out of the house so fast that he doesn’t even see me standing near the door. I catch the door before it shuts and step inside. Justin has his head down and hasn’t noticed me yet. I lean up against the doorframe. “Hey.” His head snaps up so fast I think he may have gotten whiplash.

“Brian.” He looks shocked to see me. I guess he should be. After all I wasn’t supposed to be back yet.

“Did you really mean what you said?”

“When? Which part?” I think he is trying to see how much I heard. I walk over and sit down on the sofa next to him.

“When you told him you would rather have me than the words or monogamy.” That’s the only part of the conversation that is important.

“Yeah, I meant it.” I smile at him and he smiles back.

“You don’t need it but you do want it, don’t you?” I ask him. He shrugs but doesn’t deny it.

“Yeah it’d be nice. But I want it to be because you want to not because you feel like you have to.” He drops his head and looks down at his hands, which are resting in his lap. I think about what he said for a moment. To be honest I haven’t tricked even half as much as I did before I met him. No one really seems to measure up. And I can’t stand the thought of anyone else touching him. I guess that is probably how he feels when it comes to me being with other people. I reach over and put my hand under his chin, raising his head back up so he has to look at me.

“I can’t promise you that I’ll never fuck up and slip. Old habits die hard. But I can promise you that I’ll try. And I can promise that it’s because I want to. And I’m off to a good start so far. I haven’t been with anyone since the last time with you. It’s not much but it’s a start.” He looks completely shocked. Which I guess is understandable.

“Are you sure?” he asks me. I nod my head and he smiles and reaches up to kiss me. When we finally pull apart for air he continues. “So how much did you here?”

“I got here around ‘I want to be with you.’”

“What are you doing back here anyway?” he asks me. I laugh.

“Trying to get rid of me already, huh? Well, if you really want me to go I guess I will.” I start to get off the sofa and he grabs me and pulls me back down.

“No. Don’t leave. I’m glad you’re back. I just thought you were supposed to be gone a couple more days.”

“I finished early and I came by to surprise you. I wanted you to come celebrate with me.”

“Celebrate what? You finishing early?” I shake my head no.

“I got promoted. I’m now officially the boss.” He smiles and lunges into my arms. He wraps his arms around my neck and I pull him into a deep kiss. He pulls away after a few seconds.

“Why don’t we go back to the loft and celebrate. The fastest way for this moment to be ruined would be for my parents to come in and catch us fooling around on the sofa.” I laugh at the thought of Craig Taylor’s face if he had come home to see that. I nod and kiss him one more time before I get up and pull him up with me. He lays his head on my shoulder and I lean my head down and whisper in his ear.

“I know I may not say it, but I do love you. I want you to know that.” I kiss his earlobe. I can feel him smile against my neck and what is probably a tear rolling down into my shirt. He lifts his head up and just like I thought, he was crying a little bit. I wipe the tears away and he smiles.

“Come on stud. Let’s go back to your place.” He takes my hand and pulls me out the door. I don’t put up a fight.