All Grown Up

Chapter 3

Brian awoke to a ringing phone, finding himself wrapped around Justin, who had come over at some time during the night. He realized that it was Justin’s cell phone ringing.

“Justin,” he nudged the boy, who blinked slowly, “your phone is ringing.”

Justin reached over and picked up his phone and said “Hello.”
“Hi Mom.”
“What?!”
“Um… yeah I did.”
“Yeah I am.”
“Yes I am and yes he is.”
“Okay, okay.”
“You tell him.”
“Um…Hi dad.”
“Yes.”
“I know.”
“I’ll be back for the reunion.”
“Yes he is.”
“I don’t know I will ask him.”

He covered the mouth piece and asked, “Do you mind if we stay with my parents when we go down for the high school reunion?”

Brian looked at Justin like he had grown a third head. Shaking his head clear of thoughts, “Sure, it’ll be cheaper.”

“Sure dad we’ll stay at the house.”
“Yes I know her graduation is the morning of the reunion.”
“Yes I will.”
“I don’t know we will discuss it next weekend.”
“Okay.”
“Yeah. I love you Dad.”
“Tell Mom and Mol I love them too.” He laughed.
“Okay, Bye.”

“So I take it your parents know about us,” Brian said smiling at Justin’s conversation with his parents.

“Yeah. Well when I didn’t answer my home phone, they just assumed. I hope you don’t mind about my parents.” Justin said looking at the phone.

“No I’m more surprised to find you in my bed,” Brian laughed.

“Well, I couldn’t sleep last night so I used your key you gave me and here I am.” Justin said smiling as he started o crawl on top of Brian. “It’s a better way of waking up.” He kissed his way down Brian’s chest. After sucking both nipples into hard nubs, moved his way down to Brian’s cock. Justin looked up into Brian’s eyes as he started to fist it.

“Justin…” Brian hissed, his head rolling back, he moaned.

As Justin licked the tip Brian’s hips arched off the bed. Justin stilled Brian’s hips; taking the cock into his mouth he engulfed it. Brian let out a scream.

“Jesus, Justin.” Brian growled as Justin deep throated Brian. His throat closed over the tip. Brian tried to thing of anything that’ll keep him from cumming. Justin did it two more times and Brian couldn’t hold back anymore. Brian saw stars as he came.

Justin kissed his way back up Brian’s chest, which was heaving, paying attention to the nipples. Brian groaned; his body was ultra sensitive from his last orgasm. ‘Man that was the best orgasm that I have ever had.’ Brian thought.

“I was thinking since we’re going to be staying with my parents for the weekend, we could catch up on the sex,” Justin smiled innocently.

“Well, I have to go to work, so can we reschedule for when I get home?” Brian asked looking at his clock. Ten minutes and his alarm would go off. “All right, your parents call you early and I now have to get up. So Sunshine, lets shower and then I can have a good breakfast to start the day.”

Brian and Justin showered taking care of their morning hard-ons. Brian started to go through his closet trying to decide on what to wear as Justin was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt cooking and making coffee in the kitchen.

As Brian came down in his black Armani with his blood red shirt and matching silk tie, there was a knock at the door. “Jesus, can we eat breakfast without interruption?” he said as he reached for the door. “Cynthia?”

Cynthia was standing at his door, crying, with a black eye and a swollen cheek. Her clothes looked like they had been ripped from her. “Brian,” was all she got out before she collapsed.

“Justin, call 9-1-1!” Brian yelled into the kitchen.

Justin grabbed the phone and dialed. He explained the situation. The operator took the address and said an ambulance would be right there. He hung up and grabbed one of Brian’s business cards and called Brian’s office.

“Can I talk to Charles Lourdes? It’s about Brian Kinney.”
“Thank you.”
“Hi Mr. Lourdes, its Justin Taylor, Brian’s boyfriend.”
“Yes. Brian and Cynthia won’t be in today.”
“Cynthia ended up on Brian’s door this morning and just collapsed into his arms.”
“No. She doesn’t look good.”
“Alright. Either Brian or I will call you with the information.”
“Ok. No problem.”
“Bye.”

Brian, the ambulance is on the way. I just called your office and told them that you and Cynthia would not be coming in. I’ll call Charles as soon as we have more information.” Justin said. “Don’t worry. It’ll be ok, just remember you aren’t alone and that I love you.” He stroked Brian’s hair as Brian stroked Cynthia’s.

“Thanks Justin. I love you too.” Brian softly staring at his friend.

The ambulance arrived about five minutes later; they checked Cynthia put her on the stretcher, and into the ambulance. Brian and Justin followed in Justin’s car.

Cynthia had put Brian as her next of kin, so Brian had no problem getting information on Cynthia. She was ok, but she had been severely beaten. A few ribs were cracked, she had a concussion.

Once Justin had that information he called Charles and told him what was going on. About an hour later Charles and Mitchell came into the waiting room.

“Brian, you ok?” Charles asked as he neared his friend.

“Yeah. Cynthia isn’t though. She has a concussion and a few ribs were cracked. She was also raped. She had told the doctors that when she came to.” Brian said staring at the floor. Justin came back in with four coffees from the coffee shop two blocks down. He handed one to Brian.

“Thanks.”

Justin then handed the other two to Charles and Mitchell, “I don’t know how you take your coffee, so here are some creams and sugars.”

“Thanks Justin. For the coffee and calling.” Mitchell said. “We value Brian and Cynthia’s talent in the agency and that we are all friends.”

“Is there a Justin Taylor here?” A nurse asked the group of men.

Justin was confused and stood up and said, “I am.”

“Come with me please.” The nurse said.

The nurse led Justin back to Cynthia’s room. “Hey.” He said, “Do you need to talk?”
“Yeah,” Cynthia said, she looked better than she had this morning. “I was wondering how Brian was taking it. He is like a brother to me.”

“He is doing ok. He is worried out of his mind about you though. Brian wants you to stay with him for a couple of days. But I don’t know where you will stay since he doesn’t have a guest bedroom,” Justin and Cynthia laughed. “If you want you can stay in my guest room since it has a bed and not a desk.”

“I don’t think Brian will let me,” Cynthia said smiling and laughing.

Justin smiled, “I don’t think he will mind. I live next door to him.”

“Really? How did you guys meet?” Cynthia asked. “Don’t worry about me knowing I would have gotten it out of him today at work.” They laughed.

“Well, I met him Friday,” Justin started, “when I was moving in. Then as you know he was at my show later that night. If you have an imagination you’ll know what happened next. Well Saturday was spent with his friends from Pittsburgh. I met his son Gus, Deb, and everyone else and then you met me last night.”

“Wow, I mean I was completely shocked when he said boyfriend which he has never said before even when he was with Michael. I must say you made quite an impression within one way and another.” She and Justin shared a laugh. “And I would be honored to stay with you.”

“Ok I’ll let Brian know, see you later.” Justin leaned over kissed her cheek and left.

Brian looked up as Justin came around the corner, “How is she?”

“She’s good. She also said she would stay with you for a couple days; although she is going to stay in my guest room. Is that ok?” Justin said.

Brian looked at Justin; he stood and kissed Justin. As he pulled back he rested his forehead against Justin’s. “Yeah.” He whispered into Justin’s ear. “I Love you.” Justin smiled.

“I have to call the reunion committee. Do you still want to go with me?” Justin asked. Brian nodded. “Ok well I’ll go call.”

Charles and Mitchell watched Brian. They had never seen him like this. Brian was worried about Cynthia but when Justin was around he relaxed. They thought it was good for Brian to find someone. Justin grabbed his cell, and went outside.

“Well Brian, you certainly can pick then, can’t you?” Charles said laughing as Brian watched Justin outside.

“Yeah he is something,” Brian said “Well, I’m going back to Pitts on Friday for his High school reunion. I can’t believe I’m going to his five year reunion. What is wrong with me?” They all laughed.

“That would be because you have feelings for him,” Mitchell stated, watching Brian’s face.

Brian looked over at Mitchell and Charles, “Yeah I guess so.”