Gift #9 - Part 3

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Part 3



When Justin woke up again that day, he was alone in bed, but he was feeling so much better about himself. Though thinking about what had happened the night before still brought instant tears to his eyes he felt better now that he felt reattached to his partner. He lay in the bed and listened to keys clicking on a laptop, knowing Brian was sitting at his desk top most likely working.

When he sat up, Brian immediately stopped typing, spun in his chair and came over to sit in front of Justin on the bed.

“You ok?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I am so glad you’re here.”

“I wouldn’t be anywhere else – you are my priority.”

Justin blushed and smiled softly. This look caused Brian to run his fingers down Justin’s unmarked cheek, cupping his face and bringing him in for a soft kiss.

“What are you doing?”

“Just sending some work emails, letting Ted and Cynthia know I am here with you…”

Justin interrupted him, “you didn’t tell them what happened did you?”

“No Justin. I will leave that up to you, what you want to tell people.”

Justin sighed in relief. “I know I can’t hide that something happened, I just don’t want to talk about it with everyone.” Brian nodded in understanding. “Maybe we could just tell them that there was an attempted mugging, they don’t need to know the rest?”

Justin looked up at him, seeking his approval. Brian gave it without any need for further thought.

“Like I said, whatever you need.”

Justin moved into Brian, slowly climbing into his lap. He hadn’t wanted to be held like this since he had been recovering from the bashing, this was an indication to Brian that even though he was handling things well, he was still very much affected by what had happened and that it wouldn’t just go away. He held him in his arms, swaying him a little in a soothing motion, much like he did with Gus when he wanted him to fall asleep.

Eventually Justin disentangled himself from Brian and stood. He pulled on some sweatpants and motioned to the bathroom so that Brian would know that he was just going outside. Brian nodded and moved back to the computer to continue with his emails. He needed to send through a list to his right hand man and women of what needed to be handled in his absence. Lucky for him it was a Friday and therefore they would only need to survive a day without him before the weekend. He let them know he wasn’t to be contacted unless it was an absolute emergency and that he would let them know on Sunday if he would be in on Monday.

When Justin came back into the room, he went straight over to Brian and sat down again on his lap.

“I was thinking that maybe we could head home together. Today.”

“You’re sure? Don’t you have some painting to do?”

“I will call Janice, explain. I can paint at the house.”

“I’ll rebook your flight and get us out of here tonight ok?”

Justin nodded and then stood to allow Brian to get on with making the arrangements. He picked up his phone, seeing it was 8.30am and decided it was still a little early to call Janice. So instead he pulled out his duffle bag and began packing it with some clothes and then downloading and printing some of the recent sketches he had been working on on his computer.

Brian came over behind him, not wanting to scare him, he coughed a little so that he would know he was there. Justin turned and looked up at him from his seat in front of his computer.

“Flight is at 3.30pm. I’ve booked a car to collect us at 1.30 so we should have plenty of time to get there.”

Justin nodded and smiled a little. Brian bent down and kissed him first on the forehead and then the cheek, before also pecking him on the lips. Justin smiled at him as he pulled away. He was happy that Brian was there to take charge of things.

He turned back to his computer and could hear Brian in the background talking on the phone to someone, organising things at the house. He heard him asking for sheets to be delivered, plates and some groceries. Justin knew that the house was fully furnished as they had ordered the furniture before the cancelled the wedding. It was so nice to now know that they were going to have everything there and could go straight there from the airport this afternoon.

Once Brian was off the phone and felt like he would have everything at the house to get them through at least this weekend he hung up and started looking around and the various pieces of art that Justin had been working on since he got to New York. When he came across the redemption painting that Justin had described to him on the phone his breath was taken away. He stood there, staring at it leaning against the wall. He wanted to reach out and touch it as it drew him in so much.

When Justin noticed what Brian was staring at he got up and moved over to stand next to his lover.

“You know, when the police asked me if we were related, I told them you were my fiancé.”

Justin turned from the painting to look at Brian. Brian continued to stare at the beautiful artwork in front of him. Something about it made him want to open up and tell Justin this, a story he would usually never share unless under duress.

“You are you know. Whether we wear the rings, whether we get married, I asked you to marry me and I meant it. You are my fiancé.”

Justin threw his arms around Brian from the side, bursting into tears again. He didn’t know whether the tears were just related to Brian’s revelation or whether they were also partly caused by the pain he felt when he so abruptly moved his swollen arm and crushed his side into Brian’s body. Either way, Brian turned in Justin’s arm and wrapped his back around his lover, holding him close to his body, so thankful that he could and that what happened the night before to Justin hadn’t ended any worse.

******

Justin called Janice at around 11am and explained what had happened. She then let her know that he would be going home to Pittsburgh a few days early to recuperate and that she shouldn’t worry as he had a studio to paint in at his house. He smiled up at Brian as he mentioned their house and his studio. Brian smiled back reservedly before going back to the email he was answering at his laptop.

After Brian hung up from the call with Janice he decided there was one other person, on a professional level, that needed to know about what happened last night. Just in case he needed any legal support, he didn’t know what the police were planning to do but he knew his attacker had been arrested, he would need to tell Melanie. So he called her mobile.

“Hey baby.”

“Hey Mel.”

Brian looked up at this name coming from him lover’s lips, interested in why he was talking to her. He could only hear Justin’s side of the conversation but could hear him outlining the whole incident to her and how Brian was now here with him and that they were heading back to Pittsburgh that afternoon. Justin spoke to Mel for about 20 minutes and gave her the details on the card of the policeman he had spoken to at the scene and at the hospital the night before. Justin later relayed to him that Melanie said she would call them immediately and let them know that any information should be passed through her. Both Justin and Brian really appreciated this. Brian only wanted Justin to deal with what was absolutely necessary; it was just another way for him to protect his blonde.

After they were both done with their phone calls and that Brian had finished emailing through some more directions to his employees they made their way downstairs with their bags. They were sitting on the couch together in silence, just pressed into each other’s sides whilst Justin rested his head on Brian’s shoulder and Brian played with his hair. They were waiting for the car to come.

Brian had mentioned getting some food in the kitchen but Justin wasn’t really hungry and Brian understood this. In truth, he wasn’t hungry either. Both men just wanted to get behind the large gates at Britin, lock themselves in together and feel safe again.

When the car arrived, they went outside and straight into the backseat, still sitting close together all the way to the airport. Once they were there they checked in and went to sit in the first class lounge, obviously even though it was only a short flight Brian could not slum it in economy. They sat close on a couch in there too, neither one getting any food or reading a paper. Just sitting together in silence, happy to be together but sad that the night before had happened. Brian knew that it would take some time before his Sunshine came back, but he would be there no matter what.

The flight back went by quickly. Brian did some work on his laptop and Justin snoozed in the large seat beside him. If Justin could have he would have lifted the arm rest in-between them and put his head in Brian’s lap to sleep, but these arm rests didn’t move so he couldn’t. Brian had made sure, once Justin was asleep, that a blanket was provided which he tucked in around him so he didn’t get cold. Every now and then he would find his eyes straying from the screen in front of him to check on his partner beside him, just making sure that he was really there and safe.

Another car picked them up at the Pittsburgh airport and took them directly to Britin. When they get there another car was in the driveway and the front door was wide open. Justin looked at Brian curiously, not wanting to be seen by anyone just yet – especially not someone from the family.

“It’s ok, it is just Stacey, I asked her to pick up some sheets and groceries so that we could be comfortable here for the weekend. Stay in the car.”

Brian hoped out of the car and spoke a few words to the driver who had also exited the vehicle. Justin was aware that the driver was unloading the bags in the backseat and he watched through the closed car window as Brian entered the house and shortly after the driver followed him. Justin watched the door intently, waiting for someone to come back out. The driver did and walked back around towards the front of the car where Justin thought he was having a cigarette while he waited.

Brian exited the house and Justin watched him say a few things to Stacey before she got in the car in front and pulled away. Brian then opened the back door to the car and waited for Justin to get out. Brian tipped the driver whilst Justin stood on the front stair and once Brian joined him they went inside together. Justin watched on the security screen beside the front door alarm as the car exited the estate and the iron gates closed behind it. Both he and Brian finally took a deep breath and relaxed.

It was about 5.45pm and he was feeling slightly hungry now, so he made his way into the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was fully stocked with a lot of both of their favourites, which he pulled out and began thinking of a menu for tonight’s dinner. Brian had followed him into the room and had a coy smile on his face, just happy to see his Sunshine making himself at home in their house.

Brian had been out to the house quite a lot since Justin had moved to New York. He had been overseeing the renovations of a few rooms and the delivery and placement of furniture. The kitchen and bathrooms, particularly the ensuite off their master bedroom had needed a few modernisations to be carried out. Other than that though the house was in very good condition and had a lovely flow to it when they purchased it so there wasn’t any major works that needed to be done.

The most work had been carried out in the study and conservatory that came off the back lounge and the kitchen on the ground floor. Brian had had the conservatory enlarged and added a small wet area with a bench, basin and a glass shower. This room was going to be Justin’s sanctuary, his studio. It was all glass and this meant that it was exposed to wonderful natural light. Brian had had shutters installed though that at the press of a button could come out across the glass roof, allowing Justin to manage the lighting when he needed too. He also had curtains installed that Justin could pull around the glass walls if necessary. The view out over the back gardens made the room feel like it was a part of its beautiful, natural surroundings and this was the room Justin knew he would feel most inspired it, so Brian had done whatever he thought necessary to turn it into his studio.

The conservatory had been in two parts, one the glassed area and it was completely open to what was probably used as a library in the past. Brian had a stud wall inserted that split the two rooms and turned the library into his home office. It had a fire place and was full of dark mahogany wood that he had found a beautiful large desk to fit in and felt very regal in there. It also meant that when Justin was in his studio, he could be in his study and they would be right next to each other, working.

After dinner they moved into the den and lit the fire and snuggled together on the large couch that had been selected for the room. It didn’t take long for the snuggling and light touches to turn into more and before either knew it they were making out like teenagers, rolling on the couch. Brian had slipped his fingers into the waistband of Justin’s cargos and was slowly tugging on the blonde’s cock to bring it to full hardness. They were both panting in-between their heated kisses, nipping at each other’s lips whenever one would pull away to breath.

Brian suddenly sat up and pulled Justin with him, careful to pull him by his right hand and not his left – so as not to hurt his left elbow or side any further. He led him up the stairs and to the master bedroom, where a large super king-size four poster bed with a dark purple velvet headrest had been made up with pillows and a thick feather quilt and throw. It looked so inviting that when Justin flung himself down onto it and sunk into the quilt he sighed at the softness and comfort that enveloped him.

Justin shuffled back on the bed as he watched Brian disrobe. Once naked, Brian made his way over to him and helped him out of his clothing as well. Brian then crawled up onto the bed and over his partner, condom in hand; retrieved from his pants pocket before he discarded them. Brian settled over him, once again in the V created by Justin’s open legs. There was no time, both men were so turned on by the foreplay downstairs that now they were in their bed for the first time it was straight to the main event.

Brian had no lube with him so he spat on his fingers first and added one and then two to Justin’s tight arsehole. He was sitting back again, resting on his calves and feet, watching his fingers disappear in and out of Justin’s pink little anus. He leant a little down and spat again on Justin crack and watched it dribble down to his hole, where his fingers pushed this extra lubricant into Justin’s rectum. Brian started scissoring his two fingers and once he was satisfied that Justin was sufficiently stretched, he placed his cock at his hole and pushed.

Brian slid into Justin’s rectum, feeling all Justin’s muscles in his passage contract around his sensitive cock. He loved that feeling, Justin enveloping him inside his body. He pumped in and out a few times, bringing them both quickly to the brink, running the tip of his cock over Justin’s bundle of nerves repeatedly. Justin was arching up off the bed, mewling like a kitten from the pleasure.

“Going to cum. Want to come.” Brian started saying incoherently.

“Do it Brian, come, take me with you.”

Brian reached down and gripped Justin’s hard, red cock and pumped it once, twice and then a third time. Justin’s come came out over his belly. Brian pulled out of Justin’s arse and then ran his covered penis through the hot cum now on his partner’s stomach, coating his cock in it, before pushing it back inside his lover’s hole.

“Just imagine when this will be my cum coating my cock inside your hole.” Brian whispered in-between panting breathes into Justin’s ear. This thought alone made some more cum spurt from Justin’s penis and made him constrict his rectal passage tightly around the cock inside him. Brian let out a guttural moan as his own orgasm was ripped from his body, flowing into the condom he was wearing and splashing back against his penis.

The two lay there in the aftermath, catching their breathes and Justin running his right hand up and down Brian’s back, enjoying that he was still full with his partner’s cock – as he loved to be. Just before they fell asleep that way Brian rolled off of Justin, discarded the used and full condom and had Justin shuffle up the bed so that he was facing the right way. He headed into their bathroom and ran a hand towel under hot water, bringing it back and handing it to Justin to clean himself up. Whilst the blonde was doing this Brian picked up their clothes and put them away in their dressing room.

Brian then took the towel from Justin, cleaned himself up a little and threw it back into the bathroom, not caring where it landed. He joined Justin on the bed and tucked them both in. Justin settled on his chest and easily slipped off into slumber. Once he was sure Justin was resting peacefully Brian too was able to relax, maybe for the first time since he had realised what was happening on the other end of the phone the night before.

******

The two men had spent the weekend alone at the house. Brian had reached out to Debbie and Mikey and told them the abbreviated version of what had happened to Justin. Both wanted to visit but they respected that Justin wasn’t up to visitors yet and sent their love. Debbie would come over on Monday night and make dinner for them both and Justin was going to speak to his mum and invite her to join them too.

Brian had left Justin in his fully stocked studio on Saturday afternoon and headed back to the loft to pick up some clothes for the work week and just to lounge around in. He also grabbed anything else he thought he might need over the next little while, knowing he would be at the house the whole time Justin was here with him. He tidied up a little, as he had left in such a rush on Thursday night that he had not had time and then he locked up and left the loft for the next two or so weeks.

Brian stopped in at the dinner to pick up some take away food to bring back to Justin. He knew it would likely be cold by the time he got home but they could reheat it and Justin loved the shit food from there. It also gave him a chance to chat to Deb and really confirm that Justin was doing ok after his attempted ‘mugging’. Deb really did want to just jump in the corvette and head over to the house with him but she respected Justin enough to not impress on him at a time like this, knowing how he had been after the bashing with people and crowds.

The weekend turned out to be just what Justin had needed and the time with Brian assured him that he was still himself and though this terrible thing had happened to him, just like in his redemption painting, he could not be made to stay broken. His resilience confirmed even further with Brian just why it could only ever be Justin that could take his breath away, make his heart beat even faster and make him believe in the happily ever after. Brian knew it would take some work, but he also trusted that he and Justin could and would do it.

19 December 2005

When Brian returned to work on the Monday, Justin was left with his laptop and decided to do some damage to the joint card he and Brian now had. He ordered some clothes that he could have delivered to the house and leave here for any trips home in the future. He also needed some clothes that he could mess with paint whilst he was here. He then moved on to finding nice plates and cutlery that they could have here and nice glassware. He needed to make sure they had enough for the entire family, especially for Christmas.

After walking around the house and acquainting himself with each of the rooms he now also knew just what other soft furnishings were needed. They had to get some cushions for the sofa’s, towels for themselves and the spare bathrooms, quilts and blankets, pillows, bedspreads – basically everything to kit out the house, especially as they had guests coming.

The house had 7 bedrooms on the second floor and an attic space that had planning permission to be converted into two further bedrooms and a bathroom should they wish, or they could convert it into a theatre room or games room. Justin wasn’t rushed to make a decision on that. They had a very large TV screen in both the lounge and den downstairs and that would be enough to entertain the family over Christmas. All the bedrooms were furnished but needed the final touches to be put to them to make them like a home away from home for guests and that was what Justin was giving himself as a mission for the week.

He started with the main guest bedroom, which also had its on ensuite and in any other house would probably be a master bedroom due to its size. It had a walk in robe and enough space in the actual bedroom to have a small sitting area, which Brian had made sure, was decorated tastefully with a plush armchair, footrest and chaise. The bed was a king with a simple wooden bed head and just needed to be made up. Justin noticed there was also a beautiful white vintage canopy cradle in this room which he was sure was for JR when the girls were here. This made sense as he had noticed that in the ensuite for this room there was also a removable wooden changing table.

The third bedroom was also quite large and had a small racing car double bed in it. This would be Gus’ room. It had been decked out with a desk, built in robes and an entertainment system with a PlayStation. Justin had wanted to paint a mural on the wall and was hoping that he would have time to do so before Gus arrived on the 24th. He was going to cover one entire wall in what would look like a race track and make it look like the race car bed was a part of this track. He would get started on it the moment he had placed all the orders he needed to make.

The fourth and fifth rooms were large-ish and both had lovely queen beds in the centre of the rooms and two bedside tables with built in wardrobes as well. One had a lovely vintage dresser against one wall and poof seat at it. The other didn’t have a dressing table but had a small loveseat against under the window. The sixth room was the same size as the other two and was set up in exactly the same way, except that it had large desk with a standing mirror on it. The final bedroom was smaller, it had two king single beds and a bedside table for each. It didn’t have a built in robe though and instead had a free standing double door wooden robe.

There was one more bedroom on the ground floor that was once again very large, almost as large as the second guest room and also had its own ensuite. It had another king bed in it and Justin knew that this room was definitely set up for Debbie and Carl. No matter how many times Brian grumbled about her interfering in his life, Debbie was and always would be the only mother he would ever really have and he knew that Brian fully intended to look after her in her old age, which was creeping up on them all. The fact that he had prepared the downstairs room also meant that she and Carl would never really need to ascend the stairs, which in later years would be more convenient if one of them was struggling as many pensioners do.

Once all the house orders were placed, Justin went into Gus’ room and began mapping out what he would need to complete his mural. He then went through the stocks Brian had gotten in for his studio and placed another online order for anything else he would need. He got straight to work sketching it out first in his sketch pad and then began transferring his vision onto the wall with chalk.

Debbie arrived with his mother at about 4pm and both women gushed over his bruised face and swollen elbow. He didn’t show them his side or his bruised hips as he didn’t want them to know further about the attack. Leaving it as an attempted mugging meant there wasn’t too much to tell and there weren’t as many questions about how he was coping or how violated he felt. After the initial interrogation both women seemed fine with his want to put it behind him and his testament that if they dwell on it too much he would become scared to be in Brooklyn and that wasn’t an option. He showed the women around the house, Jennifer having seen it before but not in its finished and furnished state. The both ooo’d and ahh’d and really felt it was a beautiful property that the men would be able to build a life in. They were both so happy for their boys.

Whilst they continued to chatter downstairs and make dinner – some Italian fish dish that Debbie picked just for Brian, Justin went back to Gus’ room and kept working on his sketch. Before he knew it the day was over and Brian was calling to check in with him and let him know he was packing up to leave work. Justin let him know that their mother’s had arrived and were preparing their meal in the kitchen. After getting off the phone he then finished up the section he was roughly sketching out on the wall and then headed down to the kitchen to begin prepping a lovely fish dinner for the both of them.

All of Justin’s deliveries started arriving the next day and this interrupted how much time he could spend on the mural. He hadn’t mentioned it to Brian as he wanted to surprise him with it once the room was complete with the bedding as well. Daphne arrived at about 11am and had been helping him set things up and he had told her the full and real story of his attack in Brooklyn. They had both cried together about what could have happened to him and were both so grateful that it hadn’t. Together they were able to make up each room how Justin envisaged them to be and when he could he would go back and continue sketching on the wall whilst chatting to Daphne about the upcoming show and job in New York.

Unbeknownst to Justin, when Daphne left at around 3pm she went straight to Kinnetik, barging in past Stacey and into Brian’s office. He was on the phone when she got there, but one look at her face and the tears threatening to fall from her eyes had him quickly hanging up. He stood up and came around the desk and took her in his arms and gave her a strong hug.

“Sorry, I am so sorry. I know you’re working but I just spent time with him and he is being so brave and I, I…” She hiccupped and broke down in tears again.

Brian just held her until the crying subsided and then moved them both to the couch in his office. Once they were seated he faced her, “You don’t have to be sorry. How did he seem?”

“I think he was ok, I mean as ok as you can be when something like this happens. Brian, he is just so amazing, how do these things happen to such an amazing person?”

“I don’t know. I ask myself the same thing every day.” Brian shook his head, still having no answer to this question.

“You ok?” He asked the women in front of him.

“Yeah. Yeah I am now. I just needed to get it out. How about you?”

“I am just glad he’s here, he’s in one piece and that he is the most resilient little shit I have ever met.” Brian smirked at Daphne then and she smiled back at him.

“I’m just glad he has you to love him.”

Brian’s smirk dropped off and Daphne believed she saw a little blush creep up into his cheeks.

On Wednesday Emmett came to the house with a bunch of people he had hired to help him decorate for Christmas. He too fussed over Justin a bit before getting on with the job at hand.

Justin for the most part stayed up in Gus’ room. He finally had everything sketched out by the early afternoon and was ready to start painting. He put a drop cloth down and got stuck into it. He really needed to have it done before Brian got home from work on Thursday night so that it would have that night and all day Friday to dry. Then he could reset the room on Saturday morning before the little man arrived. He knew it was a lot of work to put into a painting, that in 3 years’ time would likely need to be painted over, but it was for Gus and he would do anything for Gus.

******

When Justin came downstairs to meet Brian on Wednesday night, he found his lover talking to Emmett in the kitchen. The house looked amazing, there was a large 8 foot Christmas tree in the front lounge, all lit up and beautifully decorated. The banister for the stairs had garland with twinkling lights wrapped within it along it. He could see all the wonderful decorations and when he saw the dining room table it was set for the whole family and the side buffet was set with heating trays for the food to be put into on Christmas Day. Justin’s smile was incandescent.

He wandered into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Brian’s waist from behind, taking the beer out of his hand and having a large sip from it before handing it back. He stayed resting his forehead against the middle of Brian’s back and just listening to the two friends discuss the movements for Christmas Day and anything else that was required. During this chat he heard Emmett mention that Justin had been locked away upstairs all day and that the paint fumes wafting through the house were almost paralysing.

Brian pulled Justin around from behind him and asked where he was painting, his studio was downstairs. Justin just shrugged and muttered that he would tell him later, giving Emmett a death stare for dropping anything about anything. Though Emmett was unsure just what he had given away he knew that it was something. The man excused himself to leave the lovers to whatever it was they do when alone, said goodnight to them both and mentioned that he would be back Saturday to finalise everything.

Brian hadn’t taken his eyes off Justin the whole time, “What’s going on Sunshine?”

“It’s a surprise for Gus; can we just leave it till they get here on Saturday?”

Brian shook his head at him, offered him another sip of his beer and a small smile before turning to look at the food in the fridge.

“Emmett said he is going to drop all the food off on Saturday, your Mum and Deb have given him a shopping list.”

Justin nodded, “I didn’t make anything for dinner, sorry,”

Brian turned back from the fridge and wrapped Justin in his arms. He didn’t care about having dinners made for him every evening when he came home – he just cared about Justin being there to come home to.

The two men stood in their kitchen hugging for quite some time before Brian moved them a little to begin kissing down Justin’s neck and up behind his ear. He was still aware of the scratches on the right side of Justin’s face so stayed clear of them with his kisses. Brian put his hands on Justin’s waist and slid them down to his buttocks. He lifted his lover up and placed him on the kitchen island and stood in-between his legs, continuing to kiss him.

Things quickly became heated between the two lovers, as it always did and before Justin had a chance to think Brian had his pants undone and was getting him to lift his butt so that he could pull them down and off him. Once his pants were discarded, Brian was then grabbing a condom out of his own pocket and dropping his pants. He pulled Justin to brace him on the edge of the counter and stuck one of his fingers into Justin’s mouth and he put his head down to lick and nibble on a nipple. Justin sucked the finger, leaving it wet and dripping with his saliva before Brian pulled it free and reached down between them and stuck it in Justin’s anus with no warning.

Justin let out a moan, which Brian caught into his own mouth by kissing his blonde at that same time. He continued to finger Justin’s hole, pumping his finger in as fair as he could push before pulling it out to the tip and moving it back in. After a few moments of this foreplay Brian couldn’t wait any longer and with his other hand, which had been resting on Justin’s hip, he picked up the condom packet and put it to Justin’s lips.

Justin bit the corner of the packet to open it and then took it from Brian and rolled it over his engorged prick. Once it was on him, Brian immediately took his cock in his hand, positioned it at Justin’s most intimate entrance and pushed inside swiftly. Just like he had with his finger, he entered Justin in one fluid motion and was fully seated within his lover in one breath. He held still once he was inside Justin and let his Sunshine adjust to the full, stretched feeling; loving the way Justin’s channel constricted tightly around him whilst he got used to the intrusion.

When Justin moved in to kiss Brian again, Brian knew he could begin to move freely and began thrusting in and out of his lover over and over again. Both men knew this wasn’t going to be a long coupling; they could save that for later when they were in their bedroom. Right now though, both men just had to be joined together to assure them that Justin was there and ok and that they were ok.

When Brian reached between the two of them, it only took a few tugs before Justin was shooting between them. He squeezed his arse in response to cumming and this also brought Brian off. Regaining their breath they looked up into each other’s eyes and smiled at each other. Brian lifted his hand, the one not covered in Justin’s cum, to run it down Justin’s check causing Justin to nuzzle into his hand.

They stayed looking into each other’s eyes for a little longer before Brian reached down and gripped the base of the condom to hold it in place and he withdrew himself from Justin’s body. He threw the used, full condom into the nearby sink and then helped Justin down off the countertop. Once Justin was steady on his feet, Brian then reached down and pulled up his pants, zipping them up to keep them on his hips but not bothering to do up the clip or his belt.

Justin bent down in front of him to also collect his pants from the ground, where Brian had dropped them. Seeing Justin’s naked arse bent over in front of him made his cock come back to life, even though it had just been completely spent.

“You won’t need those, come on Sunshine.”

Justin rose up holding the pants and looked at Brian with a raised eyebrow. His eyes travelled down and noticed Brian had become hard again, “Amazing.” Justin scoffed happily and shook his head.

Brian took his hand and led him over the stairs and up to their bedroom, where he lay Justin out and once again had his way with him. Neither man got to eat dinner that night.

24 December 2005

Justin had worked himself to the bone to make sure that Gus’ room was ready for the young boy when he arrived at lunch time on Christmas Eve. When Brian pulled up in the driveway with the girls and the two kids, who he had gone to the airport to meet in a hired car he had arranged for them to use. Justin had just finished making the room up again and cleaning out the last of his painting instruments. Even though it was cold outside he had left the window in the bedroom cracked open so that the paint fumes could continue to dissipate.

Justin made his way down the stairs just as the front door opened and the little boy came running in.

“JUSTINNNNN!”

Gus ran straight into his favourite person in the whole world’s arms, launching himself at the man, who managed to react in time and catch the boy.

“Umpf.” Justin let out a grunt at where Gus had slammed into the bruise on his side, hard. Justin took a deep breath and looked passed the boy in his arms and into Brian’s eyes. Brian saw the tears well up in Justin’s eyes at the pain and quickly dropped the bags he was carrying and rushed to remove the boy from Justin’s arms and check his lover was ok.

“Sonny boy, Sunshine is a little hurt at the moment so we need to be really careful with him ok.”

Gus looked up at Justin’s face and noticed the bruised eye, that was now at least a little open and the grazed cheek. The little boy reached out to lightly touch his Justin’s face, “You are ok?”

Justin nodded and leaned in to place a kiss on the little boy’s cheek. He was such a sweet boy and he loved him so much.

Lindsay and Mel had entered the house whilst this was happening and were looking around at the beautiful decorations and taking in just how large and wonderful Britin was. Lindsay had JR in her arms; the little girl appeared to be tired and had obviously been asleep in the car. Mel also dropped the bags she was carrying and rushed over to Justin, stopping short when Gus spoke.

“Mumma, no. Jus is hurt.” The little boy stopped his mother from touching his Justin, protecting him from being hurt any further. Brian smiled down at his son in his arms, loving that he clearing adored the blonde man in front of them as much as he himself did.

Mel stopped and also reached a hand out to touch Justin’s scraped cheek, stopping herself just before she made contact. The two looked directly in each other’s eyes, knowing that Mel knew the full story of his attack and not the abridged version he was sharing with nearly everyone else.

“How are you Justin? I can’t believe that psycho tried to mug you. I can’t believe he could think he had any right.” Lindsay started saying as she too moved over to stand beside the man. Lindsay reached out briefly with her spare hand to squeeze Justin’s arm in support, before tucking it back in under JR. Justin nodded, appreciating the love both women showed toward him.

Justin, wanting to diffuse the now sombre mood in the house, smiled at everyone and suggested that they follow him upstairs so that they could drop their bags in their respective rooms and get settled. He reached out to take JR from Lindsay’s arms, resting her on his un-bruised side and turned on his heel and made his way back up the stairs. At the landing at the top he made sure everyone was following him, which after gathering the bags dropped at the door they were.

“Lindsay, Mel, we have put you and JR in this room.” Justin led them into the large guest room that had its own ensuite bathroom. “We’ve set it up for JR too, so hopefully it has everything you guys need.”

Mel kissed Justin’s cheek as he went passed and dropped the bags for herself and Lindsay on the large bed that was in the middle of the room. Justin went over to the vintage bassinet and put JR down into it, dropping a blanket over the little girl and stroking her cheek to settle her after the movement.

“Oh this is just lovely Justin, it will be perfect.” Lindsay said, also coming into the room.

Brian stood at the door with Gus, “You want to see your room little man?”

Gus nodded at his Daddy, excited to have his own room at his father’s house.

Justin followed them across the hall and opened the closed door for both father and son to see the work that he had done in the room for the first time. Justin smiled as they both seemed taken by the mural on the wall. Brian put Gus down and the little boy took off to begin playing in his new bedroom. He jumped up on his bed and put his hand on the race track painted on the wall behind it, looking at it in awe.

“I love it.” The little boy proclaimed and Justin just smiled widely at him and then at Brian.

Brian was staring at Justin with such love in his eyes that he flushed red, blushing profusely as such open admiration showing on the man’s face. Lindsay and Melanie then joined them in the room and began proclaiming how wonderful it was and how special Justin was for doing this for their son.

Brian took Justin’s hand and led him out into the hall, leaving the girl and Gus checking out the bedroom. Once in the hall he back Justin up against one of the walls and rested his forehead against Justin’s, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

“Every day I think I couldn’t love you more and every day you prove me wrong Sunshine.”

Justin’s smile got even wider if that was possible. Brian opened his eyes and looked at the most beautiful face in the world. He held Justin’s chin as he kissed his partner lightly on the lips, “This is why I call you Sunshine.” Brian stated as he ran his fingers over Justin’s lips and the smile that stayed on them.

The intimate moment was broken when the gates buzzer could be heard ringing. The two separated and Justin went down to answer the buzzer and Brian went back in to see his soon enjoying his bedroom.

******

Emmett arrived with the rest of the decorations and the food, along with Debbie. The two met headed upstairs to see the house and the girls and Debbie was not particularly happy that her granddaughter was sleeping and not able to be disturbed. Mel assured the women that JR would probably only be down for another hour and could then be all hers. This mollified the women a little.

After a quick discussion about what needed to be done Debbie headed into the kitchen with Justin, so that he could assist her and show her where everything was kept. Justin got to work pulling all the food that Emmett had picked up out of the bags and sorting it into the piles that Debbie directed him to so that she could easily find what was needed for each recipe.

Once Emmett was finally happy with the setup in the dining room and the rest of the house he joined them and poured them a glass of prosecco to enjoy whilst they continued to prepare the food. Justin was cutting things up exactly as Debbie directed him too, he learnt the hard way not to try and take shortcuts as when he had decided that finely diced onions meant ‘just cut them up however’ Debbie had whipped his arse with the tea towel she had had sitting on her shoulder. The sting and yelp he let out had brought Brian running into the room to make sure his Sunshine hadn’t cut himself. This caused everyone to tease him a little about his overreaction and how much he must love the boy. Brian just snickered under his breath that he wasn’t a lesbian and could easily throw them all out.

Justin smiled up at him and in that smile he couldn’t help but become happy once again. He went over and kissed his partner on the cheek, got a beer out of the fridge and then went back to join his son in the den playing the PlayStation that was in there. Even though the boy had one in his room, they also had one in the main living section of the house so that Brian and Mikey could indulge when they were high on some sort of drug.

By 4pm that afternoon the whole family had turned up at the house, including Jennifer, Tucker, Molly and Daphne. Justin had been surprised when everyone started arriving, looking at Brian inquisitively. Brian just shrugged each time a new guest arrived, he had had an inkling that Justin would love to be surrounded by the whole family for more than just one day so he had invited them all to stay overnight and wake up with them Christmas morning.
Justin’s smile got bigger and bigger as he listened to everyone laughing in the lounge, his mother and Debbie cooking in the kitchen and Emmett acting like it was in fact his house and his party – flitting around making sure everyone had drinks and was comfortable.

“I can’t believe you did this.” Justin said to Brian as he stood in the lounge watching everyone he loved in one room enjoying themselves and their house.

“I would do anything, be anything…”

“I think I have heard this before.”

The two men smiled again at each other, their happiness overwhelming them both.

******

The night went on and on, Debbie insisting that she could rustle up some dinner for them all, even though she and Jennifer had been in the kitchen for hours prepping for the Christmas Day feast. Before anyone realised, the kids were in bed asleep and they were all in the lounge, a little tipsy, gathered around the Christmas tree singing Christmas carols and drinking the mulled wine Emmett had insisted they make at some point.

Eventually, well after midnight, everyone decided they should head up to bed. All the couples took a room upstairs and Molly and Daphne took the one with the separate beds. Debbie and Carl would be in their room downstairs with Emmett to sleep on the fold out lounge in the den, so Justin had grabbed extra sheets, pillows and blankets for the man to make up the bed. This just left Hunter who tried to suggest he could bunk in with Daphne, who laughed in his face and pushed him away. It was decided in the end that Hunter would sleep on the couch in the lounge.

Once they were in their bedroom with the door shut and locked, in case a small child tried to get in and surprise them at an ungodly hour of the morning, Brian stretched out on their bed. He was waiting for Justin to finish up in their bathroom and come join him. Once he did, he rolled over on top of him and started kissing him passionately and relentlessly, conveying all the feelings of love that had been brimming over inside him all day.

“I love you Justin, always.”

With that Brian sheathed his cock and slammed home into his lover.

“Oh God Brian, Brian, God!”

Justin’s head fell back against the pillow behind his head on the bed, moaning loudly, incoherently. Brian moved a hand up to pinch Justin’s nipple between his index and middle fingers, the pain causing another low growl to be ripped out of Justin. Justin’s whole body was on edge, somewhere between the pleasure and pain he was stuck as the need rose up inside of him, he could feel it growing in his belly. They hadn’t had any sort of rough sex since Justin’s attack and now that they were both drunk and happy they were letting go with each other; getting back to normal.

Justin reached down and around, placing both his hands on the top of Brian’s buttocks, leaning back against the bed and arching his back. The new position caused Brian to hit that perfect place inside him on every forward thrust. As he withdrew he scraped it again and Justin was shivering from the feeling.

“Oh, fuck!”

“Hold on Justin,” Brian warns as he continues his brutal pace, pounding in through his tight channel.

Every time Brian pushed into Justin is was causing him to rock backwards and Justin knew that soon his head would be knocking into the bed head. To try and prevent it he wrapped his legs up and around Brian’s hips, one arm going up and under one of his arms and the other going over the top of the other shoulder. He locked himself around Brian, attempting to secure himself to his lover as he was hammered into. The rhythm that Brian was setting though was so hard and fast and they were both dripping with sweat that it was hard for Justin to hang on to him.

It was Brian this time that let out a deep moan, before thrusting in again. This time he kissed Justin hard on the forward motion.

“God Brian, more please!”

It wasn’t like Justin to be so vocal but he was a little drunk and so happy to be there with his man, his house filled with his family, he just couldn’t hold it in. For Brian, he loved his Sunshine when he was like this, uninhibited.

“You want more Justin? Tell me.”

“Fill me up Brian! It feels so incredible! You’re so deep. I am so full. Don’t ever stop!” Justin began speaking incoherently.

“Never. I will never stop.”

Brian continued to thrust, repositioning them so that he had his hands and all his weight on the back of Justin’s thighs, pushing his feet up in the air and nearer to his ears. He pounded into him just letting go, bending Justin in half as he bent down and kissed the already swollen cherry red lips in front of him. Neither man could hold out any longer and before he could pull either of them back from the edge again a blinding light flashed behind Brian’s eyes and he came, the scream ripped from deep in his gut.

Brian didn’t know how much later it was, he came back to and realised he was still held inside Justin, though his cock had softened substantially. He wished he could stay there, this is where he felt home. One day he told himself, in fact one day soon. Until then, he shifted and withdrew from Justin’s warm channel; taking the condom off and throwing it somewhere off the side of the bed. Brian didn’t really care at this moment where it ended up.

Once it was disposed of, he dropped back down on Justin’s body, not worrying about his weight crushing his lover. Justin loved to be under him, to feel him over him; keeping him safe. He raised his head and looked at Justin’s face; the man was also out cold. He stroked his unblemished cheek, put a little loving kiss on his lips and put his head down in the space between Justin’s shoulder and neck. He kissed Justin’s neck, took a deep happy breath and fell asleep.

The end