Angel Eyes

Chapter 4

Since Brian was dead set against him taking public transportation Justin called a cab to go to Lindsay’s. Lindsay had offered her assistance in getting his portfolio in shape. Justin packed up everything he would need.

Gus tackled him at the door of the house. Justin passed over his portfolio case to Lindsay then picked up Gus. He tickled the little boy.

“Hey, Gus, how’s it going, little man?”

“Good, where’s Logan and daddy?”

“Your daddy is working and Logan is probably throwing a wild party at the loft under the guise of napping.”

Gus laughed till his cheeks turned pink.

“Lindsay, thank you so much for the help. I honestly wouldn’t know where to start.”

“It’s not a problem, Justin, really, anything I can do to help. Besides I’m anxious to see your work.” Lindsay started to spread out his work in the living room.

Justin took Gus by the hand. “You can help too, Gus. I want your opinion too. It has to be the very best pictures. I want to go to art school and they only take the best of the best,” he told the little boy.

Lindsay held up one of his abstracts. “You have to include this one.”

Justin gave her a skeptical look. “That one? Are you sure?”

The painting was done in black with shades of grey and lots of blood red. Through it all there was splotches of yellow.

“Yes, it’s one of the most powerful pieces I’ve seen in a long time.”

“I painted that not long after I lost my sight. I was so angry at Hobbs and depressed.” Justin touched his bracelet at the memory.

Gus pointed to a painting. “I like this one.”

Justin came up beside Gus and smiled. “You and your daddy have the same taste. I believe he liked that one too.”

It was the same painting Justin had painted by the pool at Inn Exile. Justin remembered fondly that Brian had come out to talk to him, before Brian knew he was blind.

Justin nodded. “Good choice.”

Lindsay set aside a few more pieces that would do. “As an art teacher I know what they will be looking for. You need some sketches done in charcoal and pencil. They’ll also be looking for different mediums of art.”

Justin sighed. “I know I’m kind of playing catch up here. I used to sketch all the time till I went blind then I switched over to abstract since that was pretty much all I could manage. I’ll get some recent sketches of people; maybe Brian will pose for me.”

Lindsay snorted. “Good luck with that. Brian never had the patience to hold still for a sketch, maybe in his sleep.”

Justin arched a brow. “Could be interesting. I was thinking I could submit one of my children’s books as a different medium. I know it technically isn’t my art. I didn’t exactly draw it, but I had a lot of input and on some of the pictures the artist went by a rough sketch I did.”

Lindsay nodded. “I think that would be a good idea. I’m sure given your situation they’ll understand.”

“All I’ve ever wanted is to go to art school. This is so important to me. I never thought I’d get a second chance.”

Lindsay patted his knee. “You’ll get in, of that I have faith.”

Justin gave a tired little sigh. “God I hope so.”

Justin filled out all the forms with Brian’s help. He built up an impressive portfolio to submit. Justin did all he could do, until it was out of his hands. The hardest part of all was the waiting. He knew he was driving the people around him crazy, even Logan was restless for his human. Every day Justin checked the mail for the letter that held his fate.

When the day finally came that he got his letter, Justin thought he would be relieved. The fact was he felt the exact opposite. He was a bundle of nerves. He decided he would wait for Brian and they could find out the results together. Throughout the day Justin kept fingering the envelope nervously.

Justin jumped a mile when he heard the loft door rattle open. As Brian walked through the door, Justin hugged him tight. Brian’s arms went around the smaller frame.

“Mm, I could get used to this kind of reception.”

“I got the letter today.”

Justin didn’t have to elaborate. Brian knew what he was talking about.

“Well?”

“I didn’t open it yet. I was waiting for you.”

“Well I’m here now, go on and open it. I know the suspense is killing you. Logan is waiting with bated breath.” 

Justin chuckled nervously as he fingered the envelope. He held it out to Brian.

“I can’t. You open it.”

Brian refused to take the letter. “Justin, whatever the outcome you did your best. Whatever it says we’ll deal. If you have to wait and reapply, it’s no big deal.” Brian gripped the back of Justin’s neck and squeezed lightly. “Open it.”

Justin hastily tore open the envelope and scanned the contents of the letter. Justin pulled Brian into a tight hug. He murmured against Brian’s neck.

“I did it; I got in.”

Brian held him tight and kissed his temple. “You did it, Sunny Boy, and I’m so fucking proud of you.”

When Brian released Justin he reached inside his briefcase. “Here you’ll need this too.”

Justin took the other envelope from Brian.

“What is it?”

“Your scholarship from Vangard, and before you say anything, yes, you earned it. Vance was very impressed by your work even though he wouldn’t admit it. He grunted, and that is the highest praise you can get.”

Justin’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “Thank you.”

Brian glanced uncomfortably at the floor. “I didn’t do anything. You did all the real work. Why don’t you call your mother and tell her the good news then I’m taking you out. I’m a big believer in celebrating achievements and this is a big one.”

Justin smiled his sunshine smile. “Alright.”

When Justin got off the phone he went up to the bedroom. He stopped in the doorway when he saw Brian getting dressed. He leaned against the partition and took in the view. Brian tugged on his low riding, tight fitting 501 jeans. He happened to turn around as he buttoned them. Brian saw the look of lust on Justin’s face. Brian smirked and ran his hand over the front of his jeans. “See something you like?” he drawled sexily.

Justin blushed and tried to look away. “You know you’re hot, now stop it or we’ll never leave the bedroom.”

Brian pulled out a shirt that showed off his chest and arms. Justin took his place at the closet while Brian checked on Logan’s food and water supply. Justin pulled out a pair of blue jeans that hugged his ass just right. He pulled a t shirt over his head; it was one of his favorites. It was a tight black one that read Lucky Fcuk. Brian huffed a laugh when he saw it.

“You are a lucky fucker, aren’t ya?”

“You know it,” Justin grinned.

Justin grabbed his jacket as Brian tugged on his black leather Hugo Boss. On the way down to the Jeep Brian held Justin’s hand. Justin was beyond excited; it would be his first time seeing Babylon since he got his sight back.

When they arrived at Babylon they were ushered right in. Brian slung an arm around Justin, keeping him close. For a while now rumors had been going around that the great god Kinney was off the market. The crowd parted for the royal couple. Justin couldn’t keep the dazzling smile off his face. He was overjoyed to be able to see the multitude of colored lights. He wasn’t fazed at all by the hot guys; he had the best one by his side. Brian tugged him over to the bar where the gang happened to be. Justin gave Emmett a little hug.

“Hey Emmett, I like your outfit.”

“Why, thank you, baby.” Emmett spun around modeling his latest ensemble. He wore daring fire engine red leather pants with a black tank top. The top had a bold red kiss print on it.

Brian ordered two beers from the bartender. He raised his voice a little over the thumping music. “We’re celebrating tonight; my partner got into art school.” Brian pulled Justin in for a kiss. He handed Justin one of the beers and toasted Justin. “To your inevitable success.” They clinked bottles and drank.

Emmett squeezed Justin’s shoulder. “Oh, congratulations, baby. I knew you could do it. You’ll make your Aunty Em proud.”

Justin laughed at Emmett’s enthusiasm. Michael was dismayed and a bit shocked that Brian would proclaim Justin was his partner for everyone at Babylon to hear. He knew that Brian liked Justin a lot; he wasn’t completely stupid. But to announce that Justin was his partner would seriously damage his reputation.

Justin shook hands with Ted and Ben, accepting their congratulations too. He had never felt more on top of the world than he did at this moment. Justin lived in an amazing place with his devoted partner and he was following his dream to hone his talent in art. Life couldn’t get much better.

Justin took Brian by the hand. “Come on, big guy, let’s dance.”

“You’re on, Angel.”

The crowd of dancers parted for them as they took center floor. Brian wrapped his arms around Justin’s smaller frame and moved to the music. He couldn’t stop caressing Justin’s body. Sliver glitter rained down softly around them. A smile touched Justin’s lips. He held out an open hand catching some of the glitter. Brian slipped his hands into Justin’s back pockets pulling him close and squeezing his ass. Justin ground his pelvis against Brian’s creating a delicious friction.

Justin tilted his head back to see the falling glitter. The lights seemed to dim then blink out for a few seconds. Justin stiffened and blinked. Brian brushed his cheek.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Mm, nothing, I’m fine. It’s just all the different lights; I guess I’m not used to them yet.”

A concerned look crossed Brian’s face. “Are they hurting your eyes? We can leave.”

“No, no I’m fine. I want to stay.”

Brian gave him a look but let it go. They shared another sultry dance with each other.

Justin nodded in Michael’s direction. “There’s Michael. Why don’t you ask him to dance?”

Brian looked at Justin like he had lost his mind.

“We’re trying to get along.” Justin shrugged. “We’ll see how that goes. Don’t you miss dancing with your best friend?”

Brian grumbled, “That’s a loaded question.”

“I know Michael doesn’t like me very much and I know it’s going to take some time. He wasn’t to blame for the attacks on me. I’m trying to be the bigger person here. I don’t want to come between you two.”

Brian shrugged. “You’re not. I’m making a conscious decision. Mikey has hero worship issues. I can’t possibly live up to who he wants me to be and I don’t even want to.”

“Still you should make nice; one dance won’t kill you. I know Emmett is dying for a dance anyway.”

Justin went off to dance with Emmett. The two friends had a great time dancing and making up dances that complimented each other. Brian walked up to Michael.

“Hey, Mikey, wanna dance?”

Michael smiled and eagerly left Ben at the bar. “Sure, Brian.”

They took to the dance floor.

“I hear you and Justin are trying to get along.”

“It was his idea,” Michael pouted.

“Yeah, Justin’s got a heart of gold. Despite how rude you were to him he doesn’t want us to fight.”

“I can’t believe you practically told all of Babylon that he’s your partner.”

Brian shrugged. “Why not? It’s true.”

“I suppose he’s letting you pay for his college.”

“Wrong, he earned a scholarship on his own merits. I just pointed him in the right direction. Even if I did pay for his college, what the fuck business is it of yours?” Brian said getting angry.

“I’m just trying to look out for you,” the shorter man whined.

Brian took a deep calming breath. “I don’t need you to look out for me. When you hooked up with Ben I didn’t say fuck all. You should be happy that I finally found someone to put up with my ass, and yet all I get is incessant whining about Justin. You don’t even know him; maybe if you did you’d see what an amazing person he is.”

Michael stopped doing the shuffling thing he called dancing. “Do you love him?”

“I care about him a lot, more than any other person I know. I care about him more than I do myself; he’s that important to me. You know how I feel about love. People who claim they are in love always end up hurting each other. What I feel for Justin is better than love. If you can’t accept that then fuck you. I don’t need your approval.”

Brian went off to reclaim his dance partner.

In the elevator Justin was a little hell cat. He couldn’t wait for the slow moving lift to take them home. Justin slammed Brian up against the back wall of the elevator and began ravaging Brian’s lips and neck.

“Mmm, you’re a little devil…ahhgghh!”

Justin jammed his hand down the front of Brian’s pants and began to fondle him. Wanting more, he popped the buttons in quick succession. As soon as Justin pulled Brian’s dick out he dove down on it hungrily. Justin lavished attention all along the head of Brian’s cock. He lapped at the precum that was flowing freely.

“Fuck, Justin, mmm!”

Brian fisted Justin’s long golden strands between his fingers. He tried to remember not to tug too tight. Justin palmed Brian’s balls and squeezed them gently in a rhythm that was slowly driving Brian insane. When the elevator came to a shuddering stop, Justin moved to get up but Brian held him in place.

“Don’t even think about it; finish what you started.” 

Justin smirked and renewed his efforts. He teasingly caressed the skin behind Brian’s balls while he deep throated the man. Brian’s breathing was coming in ragged gasps. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Brian looked down and watched his spit slicked dick appear and disappear in Justin’s talented mouth. He felt the bolt of electricity in his lower back that radiated out and down. He arched his back hitting his head on the wall as the force of his orgasm shook him to his core. Justin’s mouth rapidly filled with Brian’s hot seed. When Justin got up licking his lips he looked like the cat that got the crème. Brian was still trying to catch his breath as Justin pulled up the gate.

“Come on, old man, I’m ready for round two.”

Brian hastily tucked himself back in. “You’re not too old to spank.”

“Oooh,” Justin all but purred.

“Someone’s looking to get fucked.”

Justin caressed the prominent hard-on in his jeans. “I want it hard and fast.”

Brian almost dropped his keys in his haste to get inside. As soon as they got in the door they began leaving a trail of clothing up to the bedroom. Brian did have enough foresight in his heated desire to lock the door and set the alarm. When he got up to the bedroom Brian tackled Justin naked to the bed. Brian slapped one firm and perky cheek. Justin yelped then giggled.

“You’re mine,” Brian growled as he nipped at the reddened ass cheek.

“All yours, forever.”

“Did I hear some little boy say he wanted it hard and fast?”

“Yes, fuck me, fuck me now,” Justin panted.

Brian dragged Justin up onto his knees. He got the lube out of the drawer. While he didn’t mind playing rough, he didn’t want to hurt Justin either. Justin already had his ass in the air and his shoulders pressed against the bed in anticipation. Brian shoved in two fingers causing Justin to gasp and writhe under his touch. Brian finger fucked Justin firmly. He loved the sounds Justin made.

Brian lubed up his own dick, giving it a few quick tugs. When he felt Justin was ready, he shoved half his dick up Justin’s willing ass. The lovers gasped their pleasure as Brian thrust the rest of the way in. Brian paused allowing Justin to catch his breath.

“Oh god, you feel so … ahhh!”

Justin’s muscles gripped Brian’s dick firmly. Brian began pumping in and out of Justin. Each time he thrust in he went just a little deeper. Justin fisted the sheets with white knuckles. The sounds that poured out of him made Brian harder still. He switched over to short quick jabs knowing neither would be able to last long. Justin’s dick was creating a furrow in the pillow that propped him up. When Justin stiffened, shooting his seed into the sheets, he had a near blinding orgasm. Brian wasn’t far behind. He filled Justin’s tight hole with his hot cum. Justin collapsed to the bed. He buried his face in his pillow riding out the aftershocks. He felt strong arms pull him into a loving embrace. He rolled over and rested his head on Brian’s damp chest. He kissed Brian’s chest, before exhausted sleep took him.

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