Right Where I Am

Brian was sitting at his computer in the loft trying to get the finishing touches done on the presentation that he had to deliver early the next morning. For some reason the clients insisted on an eight o'clock meeting which meant that Brian had to be in the office by six-thirty, which meant he had to be awake no later than four thirty which was seriously pissing him off. What was making it even worse was the fact that it was a fucking Saturday morning that he had the meeting.

He hated the fact that he had to stay home and work on a Friday night but it was a multi billion-dollar account so he really had no other choice. Vance would have his ass for sure if he showed up to the meeting even slightly hung over. So Brian was forced to sit at home while Justin went out and partied with the guys.

They’d been back together for almost a year now. Brian couldn't believe it. He still remembered the day he and Justin got back together. The relationship had broken up in front of everyone at Babylon and it had been repaired the same way. Brian smiled slightly to himself as he remembered that night.

*****

"I want you to come home with me," he said, as he looked Justin square in the eye.

"Why should I?" the blond asked defiantly. Brian sighed heavily and ran his fingers through his hair. He was about to do the one thing that he swore to himself he would never do.

"Doesn't the fact that I came after you mean anything at all?"

"Not really." Those words along with the bored expression on Justin's face struck Brian straight to the heart.

"Justin.....I would really like it if you would come home with me." Brian spoke slowly and deliberately.

"And I would really like to know why I should."

That was the last straw. Brian's patience had officially run out. "Because I love you, you little shit!" Brian yelled in frustration. And wouldn't you know that it was exactly a half a second before that that the sound system at Babylon decided to crap out. Brian hadn't realized it until he looked around, he could almost hear crickets chirping. The club was packed. At least three hundred queers heard Brian's declaration.

"Did you just say what I think you just said?" Justin asked with a smirk.

"I don't know, why don't you ask everybody else in the fucking club?" Brian then turned and started to leave. Just as he was about to step out the door, the music started blaring again. News would be all over Liberty Avenue within the hour and Brian had to get out of there.

*****

What he thought was one of the most embarrassing moments of his life had turned into one of the happiest.

Brian continued to work until he heard the loft door open. He looked at the clock and saw that it was about two. He cursed under his breath, saved his work and started to head to the bedroom. If he was lucky he'd be able to get about two hours sleep before he had to get up.

It appeared, however, that Justin had other plans. Before Brian even reached the steps up to the bedroom, the blond had his arms wrapped around him from behind.

"And where do you think you're going?" Justin asked, his voice slurred. Brian rolled his eyes. There was one given when it came to Justin. Drunk equals horny.

"Justin, I can't. I'm already going to be working on only two hours sleep as it is."

"Never bothered you before," Justin whispered as his hand snaked down to Brian's crotch. Brian reached down and removed the wayward hand, then moved away from the artist.

"This is a very important meeting. I have to be at my best and I can't do that if I stay up fucking all night."

"Then I guess you should have been in bed by now." There was a hint of anger in Justin's tone and Brian sighed.

"I was working and I lost track of time. I know you don't think that I was just fucking around."

Justin simply ignored him and went to take a shower. Brian stripped down to his underwear and got into bed. He rolled so that his back would be to Justin when the younger man got into bed, closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep.

Brian wasn't exactly sure how much time passed, but he was awakened by the feel of a warm hand on his bare ass. He distinctly remembered still having his underwear on when he went to sleep but somehow it was no longer there. Brian looked over his shoulder and saw Justin smiling, their faces just inches apart.

"Justin......." Brian began, though he was silenced with a kiss. Brian was never able to resist Justin's kisses, regardless of the mood he was in. While they kissed he was aware of the fact that Justin's hand moved. The next thing he knew a rather cold, yet well-lubed finger was shoved up his ass. He moaned loudly into the kiss that Justin refused to break. Brian moaned again as a second finger joined the first. Justin finally pulled back when air became necessary and looked Brian in the eye with a smile. The older man was panting, his cheeks flushed.

"You like that?" the blond teased as he shoved a third finger into the tight hole. Brian leaned his head back and moaned loudly before nodding vigorously. It still amazed Justin that someone like Brian, a notorious top to the end, could so thoroughly enjoy bottoming. "You want more?" he asked as he started to kiss and suck on Brian's neck.

"Yes....." Brian hissed, moving his hips so that Justin's fingers would go in further. Justin couldn't keep the smile off his face. Somehow Justin managed to move so that Brian was on his back and he was on his knees between the man's legs, his fingers never leaving Brian's body. Justin leaned in so that his lips were almost touching Brian's.

"Tell me what you want."

"I..... I want... Oh god!" Brian moaned loudly as Justin's fingers brushed his prostate.

"What? Want what?" Justin teased. He started to roughly finger fuck Brian, shoving his fingers in slow quick thrusts.

"I.... oh yes... oh...Justin.... fuck me!" The last words were almost screamed. Justin reached over with his free hand and grabbed a condom, somehow managing to slip it on without stopping his attention to Brian's quivering hole. He spread an additional amount of lube onto his stiff cock and then got into position. There was only a half a second between the time Justin's fingers came out and his dick went in. Brian wrapped his legs around Justin's waist, locking his ankles at the small of his back.

Justin pushed himself up onto his hands so that he could look down at Brian. Brian's hands went to Justin's shoulders. He was panting and already sweating and his face was flushed. When he opened his eyes, Justin was moved by the amount of emotion he saw in the eyes of his lover. He just stayed there for a minute, buried deep inside Brian, enjoying the connection they shared.

Brian moved his hands to the back of Justin's head and pulled him down into a kiss. At that signal Justin started thrusting. His movements were slow and loving at first. He wanted this to last as long as possible. It wasn't often that he got to fuck Brian so when he did he tried to draw it out. They each moaned into the kiss while their tongues danced within each other's mouths.

Too soon for Brian's liking, Justin's thrusts started to speed up. He’d never enjoyed getting fucked by anyone as much as he reveled in the feeling of Justin's dick up his ass. There was something about the younger man that made the connection it created all the more special. The way Justin always tried to make the moment last as long as possible. Brian never felt more loved than he did while Justin was fucking him and he wondered why he didn't let it happen more often. They continued to kiss as Justin started moving even faster. The blonde reached between them and started stroking Brian's throbbing erection in time with his own thrusts.

The familiar tingle started making its way down Brian's spine, to his balls. In moments he was screaming as his orgasm flowed through his body as freely as the cum shooting from his dick.

"I love you!" he yelled as Justin kept pumping his shaft. The combination of hearing those words and the muscles rippling around his dick soon sent Justin over the edge. He collapsed in a panting, sweaty heap on Brian, both trying to catch their breath. Brian's legs dropped to the bed, though his arms stayed around Justin's shoulders. When they both calmed their breathing, Justin started to move. Brian tightened his grip on the blond.

"No," he said softly. It was a request more than a command. Justin looked at Brian's face and saw an expression bordering on desperation. He'd never seen a look like that on Brian's face before. He simply nodded and stayed where he was, kissing the older man tenderly before resting his head on his shoulder. They fell asleep like that, Justin's softening dick still inside Brian.

When the alarm went off half an hour later, Brian picked it up and threw it against the wall. He kept a tight grip on Justin, the younger man moving so his lips were almost touching Brian's ear.

"What about the meeting?" he asked.

"Meeting's not until eight."

"But I thought you had to be in early."

"I'd really rather stay right where I am as long as possible."

Justin smiled and kissed Brian's ear before drifting back to sleep.

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