Summer in the City

Chapter 19

Armed with blankets and towels, the partygoers at Battery Park were preparing to claim a patch of grass to watch the fireworks display. Gus and Cole had a spot near the sea wall and they looked like they were trying to merge into one being. Joan found a bench for her and Bree. She was explaining how noisy the fireworks were going to be, but also said how beautiful they were as well. Brian and Justin were walking along the perimeter of the park while trying to keep the boys in sight.

“What’s the matter, Sunshine? You were so happy this whole afternoon and now you look like you’ve lost your best friend.”

“I think I have, again.”

“Mind elaborating so us mortals understand.”

“Daphne called and invited me to lunch tomorrow.”

“And the problem is?”

“I don’t think I want to go.”

“Then don’t.”

“But Brian, I want to know what I did to make her hate me!”

Brian drew the younger man into his arms to comfort him. “Justin, she doesn’t hate you. Daphne loved you, she could never hate you, but people change, circumstances change. Maybe for her to be happy or get what she wanted out of life she had to change. But you won’t know unless you have lunch with the ladies.”

“When did you become mister sensitivity?”

“The day I realized that I would never be truly happy unless I made you an honest man,” Brian murmured into the blond mane then kissed the top of Justin’s head.

“So you think I should go to lunch?”

“Yes, I do and I think that some time after the salad and the first round of apple martinis, Mrs. Taylor should make an appearance.”

“Why would my mother show up?” Justin asked not fully understanding Brian. Brian arched an eyebrow, then narrowed his gaze into a Rageian glare, willing Justin to catch a clue. “Oh, OH!”

“And he sees the light!” Brian snarked as he gently thumped Justin on the head. “Mrs. Taylor will knock them right off their Manolo Blahnik shoes.”

“And you’ll look fabulous doing it?”

“Sunshine, for you I’ll buy out the entire Armani collection at Neiman Marcus,” Brian said proudly.

“I think you’ve already done that,” Justin said smugly, as he turned to walk back to the bench where Bree and Joan were sitting. The sun had gone down and the fireworks show was about to begin.

“Prada,” Brian said as he followed, unaware of the wily smirk on Justin’s not so innocent face. Justin’s pert ass had an extra bouncy wiggle as Brian relayed all the sacrifices he was prepared to make on Justin’s behalf. “Gucci, wait, I know, Dolce and Gabbana. What do you think, Sunshine? Sunshine? Sunshine?”

Justin's smile was growing broader by the second.

Most of Manhattan, as well as the rest of the country, were watching a fireworks display of some kind or another; celebrating another year of America’s birth. Bree found it all a bit intimidating, but felt safe watching the colorful and noisy bursts in the sky from her Dada’s lap. Her Daddy was sitting closely beside them holding her hand.

The Kinney-Taylor family oohed and aahed along with everyone else.

 

*****
 

“Come on, Gus. Nobody’s watching,” Cole cooed as his hand snaked down into Gus’ shorts.

“Stop,” Gus gasped. “I don’t want to do this out here where everybody can see.”

“Nobody cares what we’re doing.”

“My father does,” Gus panted as Cole’s insistent hand had hold of his now hard cock.

“Fuck your father! He’s not here at the moment.”

“But he’s around. You never know when he’ll show up.”

Cole’s hand drew out of Gus’ shorts very quickly, as the fireworks continued to go off around them.

Gus let out a long breath. He wasn’t sure whether he was glad that Cole had stopped … or disappointed. He sat up as the fireworks display drew to a conclusion.

Cole stared at the young man. He thought he was finally going to get what he wanted, but Gus had pulled back once again. Maybe this whole idea was for the fucking birds. He stood up.

“Where are you going?” Gus asked.

“I’m going home,” Cole said flatly.

“Home?” Gus asked bewildered. He knew that Cole wanted him. If they could just get some privacy, they’d be able to do … something. “But, I thought…” Gus didn’t know quite how to finish that statement.

“You thought? It’s always about you, isn’t it? Well, I’m fucking sick of you, little boy!” Cole ranted.

“I … I’m not a little boy,” Gus protested weakly.

“You might as well be. You don’t know what the fuck you want. You promise everything, and then when we get a chance you back out. I’ve had enough.” Cole started to walk away.

“Cole, wait!” Gus pleaded quickly getting to his feet and taking some steps after Cole. His hard on was definitely receding, along with any hope of using it with Cole.

“Why should I wait? We’ll just have a repeat performance of the same old crap,” Cole stated harshly, as he took a few more steps away from Gus.

“I promise it won’t happen again.”

Cole turned and stared at Gus. Gus knew he was being challenged by the look.

“You mean it?” Cole demanded.

“I mean it,” Gus promised. “Let’s stay and help clean up the park. I heard Simon and Ken saying that they were looking for volunteers. Maybe I can convince my dad to leave me here. Then we can get some time alone.”

“Cleaning up the fucking park!” Cole shook his head. “I didn’t sign on to be a fucking garbage man.”

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Gus begged.

Cole knew he had Gus right where he wanted him. “Okay,” he said, seeming to give in reluctantly. “But you better not back out this time.”

“I won’t,” Gus declared. “Let’s go tell my father what we’re going to do … about helping to clean up, I mean,” Gus said with a giggle.

“Okay, if we have to,” Cole conceded.

Together the two walked back up the slope. Gus slipped his hand into Cole’s and was happy to find that it was not rejected. Cole’s fingers closed around Gus’ and gave his hand a squeeze. Gus smiled as they continued to walk looking for Brian and Justin.

They found Brian, Justin and Joan sitting on a bench. Bree was asleep in Justin’s arms.

“We’ve been waiting for you,” Brian said, none too pleased by the hand holding his son’s.

“We were down by the sea wall,” Gus said.

“I know. We need to take Bree home.”

“Cole and I were going to stay and help with the clean-up,” Gus said holding his breath that his father would buy their excuse.

“You were, were you?” Brian asked with an arch of his brow.

“Yes, sir, we know they could use some extra volunteers,” Cole supplied, trying to sound sincere. The last thing he wanted to do was clean up the fucking park. However, he could play the game with the best of them. And if this got him where he wanted to be with Gus then he’d play along.

“They do need volunteers,” Justin said softly to Brian.

“I guess I could stay here and you could take Bree home,” Brian agreed.

“I already spoke to Simon,” Gus lied. “They’ll take me home with them. I can stay the night at Jeff and Ray’s.”

“I want you home with us,” Brian declared.

“Okay, Pop,” Gus agreed. “They’ll make sure I get back to the hotel.”

Brian drew in a breath. “Okay, I guess that’ll be all right,” he said giving into the eager look on Gus’ face. “You be careful, Sonny Boy.” Brian stood up, and took the sleeping Bree from Justin. Justin and Joan stood as well.

“I’ll be careful, Pop,” Gus said with a smile.

“And don’t be too late,” Brian warned.

“I won’t,” Gus agreed.

“You got money for a cab if you need one?” Brian asked.

Gus smiled. “Yeah, Pop, I’m fine.”

“Keep it that way.”

Brian and Justin and Joan started walking back to the area where they could get a taxi. Gus watched them go.

“What did he mean by that last comment?” Cole asked.

“I think he knows we’re not really staying for the sole purpose of cleaning the park,” Gus informed Cole.

“He does?” Cole asked, watching Kinney and his family disappear over the slope.

“Yeah.”

“And … he’s okay with … with you and me?”

“Not exactly,” Gus said with a little laugh. “He hates the whole idea, but he knows I’ll see you anyway, even if he forbids it.”

“Would you see me, if he forbids it?” Cole wanted to know.

Gus nodded his head. “Of course I would.”

Cole smiled. “Then let’s go.”

“Where are we going?” Gus asked as Cole started to drag him back down the slope.

“I know a good spot down here.”

“In the park?”

“Yep.”

“But…”

Cole stopped abruptly, and Gus almost ran into him. “Look, kid, you promised. Now are you going to keep your word, or are you backing out like every other time.”

“No, no, I’m not backing out. I just wish…”

“What?” Cole snapped.

“I wish we could be someplace … nicer, more private.”

“We’re gay. I don’t do fucking rose petals on the bed.”

“Of course not,” Gus agreed, as he let himself be led along again. “But a bed would be nice.”

“Fuck nice!” Cole griped. He yanked Gus in behind a building that Gus didn’t recognize. There were some bushes and he shoved Gus to the ground.

“Wait,” Gus begged.

“I’ve waited long enough.”

“But…”

“You promised,” Cole snapped.

“Yes, I did,” Gus said reluctantly. “Aren’t you even going to kiss me?”

Cole laughed. “Sure, you idiot. I’m not raping you, for fuck sake.”

“Good,” Gus said as he found himself swept into Cole’s arms and his mouth ravaged. Gus felt himself grow hard as Cole spread on top of him. The kiss went on and on until Gus’ head was reeling and his body was on fire. “Cole,” he moaned.

Cole smiled as he ended the kiss. This is what he wanted. He had Gus exactly as he wanted him. He unzipped Gus’ shorts and pulled out Gus’ straining cock. “You ever had a blowjob?” Cole asked knowingly.

“Sure,” Gus lied. He hoped he was going to get one now.

“Really?” Cole smirked.

“Well, sort of?”

“And what does a sort of blowjob consist of?” Cole asked as his hand slid up and down Gus’ cock.

“I … I don’t know,” Gus said in a daze.

Cole smirked even more. “I’m going to show you what makes a good blowjob,” Cole stated. “Pay attention and learn. Then you can return the favor.”

“O-Okay,” Gus stammered.

Cole’s warm hot mouth closed around Gus’ cock. Gus fought not to explode the moment the heat and moistness engulfed him. He felt Cole’s tongue pass through his slit and he shuddered with ecstasy. Cole slid his mouth up and down Gus’ length a couple of times and then gave a hard suck with his lips. Gus exploded into Cole’s mouth.

Gus felt the world go blank for an instant and then he opened his eyes to see a grinning Cole looking down at him. “How was your first blowjob?” Cole smirked.

“Um … great,” Gus said. “Wonderful actually. How did you know it was my first?”

“It wasn’t hard to figure out.”

“Oh!”

“I need some relief too,” Cole said with a feral look in his eyes. “I’ll settle for a blowjob … for now.”

“O-Okay,” Gus agreed. “I…”

“Go ahead,” Cole said. “Do your best.”

Gus summoned all his courage and bravado. He called upon all his limited knowledge of what constituted a blowjob. He would use everything that Cole had just shown him … if he could remember anything. His brain hadn’t exactly been functional a few minutes earlier. Gus had read all the gay porn he could get his hands on. He had surreptitiously watched some of his father’s porn movies a few times, when he could manage to get hold of them without Brian knowing. He summoned all his limited knowledge and unzipped Cole’s jeans.

The hard member almost jumped out at him, causing him to flinch. Cole laughed. “You have one of your own. Surely you know how it works.”

“Of course I do,” Gus stated emphatically. He was Brian fucking Kinney’s son and he could do this … and do it well.

He leaned forward and took Cole’s dick into his mouth. He tasted the precum and found it not too terrible. It certainly wasn’t the best thing he’d ever tasted. He folded his lips over his teeth making sure not to rake Cole’s cock with his teeth. He knew that was a no-no. He slid his lips up and down Cole’s length and got a moan in response. That gave him confidence to continue. He pulled slightly tightening his lips around Cole’s dick. Cole groaned louder.

Growing bolder as he seemed to be doing all the right things, Gus put his hand under Cole’s cock and played with the man’s balls. Cole shuddered and Gus realized that he had done something good. Cole was getting close, if Gus could believe the signs he had felt when Cole blew him. Gus sucked a little harder and tried to take more of Cole’s length down his throat. He almost choked but managed to back off before he made a fool of himself by gagging. He didn’t want to look like a stupid kid to his boyfriend.

Gus smiled to himself. Cole was his boyfriend. He was actually having sex with another man. This was so great. He couldn’t wait to tell Ray.

He began sucking with renewed vigor. His fingers squeezed Cole’s sack. He heard the deep growl before Cole shot his load into Gus’ mouth. Gus didn’t know what to do when the hot cum began spurting down his throat. He realized they should probably have worn condoms, but Cole had swallowed Gus’ spunk, so Gus decided he would have to do the same. He gulped several times before he felt Cole go limp and he released him from his mouth.

Cole let out a big sigh, and Gus leaned in and kissed him. He found Cole’s tongue diving into his mouth, undoubtedly tasting himself. Gus wished he had done that too.

When the kiss ended, Cole said, “Not bad, kid.”

“I’m not a kid, and I think that was a pretty good blowjob,” Gus said bravely.

“You’re pretty cocky, aren’t you, baby cakes?”

“I’m Brian Kinney’s son,” Gus bragged. He realized his dick was bigger than Cole’s, and he knew Cole had liked the blowjob, no matter what he might say now.

“Big man, huh? Want to go a little farther?”

Gus hesitated. He knew he didn’t want to go any farther, not here behind this building … on the fucking ground. But sometime soon, the time and the place would be right. “I … I really should get home.” He looked at his watch and saw that it was heading towards midnight. “Fuck! My Pop’s going to be waiting up for me.”

“Okay, let’s grab a cab,” Cole conceded as he zipped up.

They stood and straightened their clothes, before running back up the hill to where taxis were usually waiting. They got one and headed for the hotel. Gus paid for it and they both got out when the cab stopped in front of the hotel.

“Call me tomorrow,” Gus begged, as Cole started to walk away.

“Sure.”

Gus watched Cole disappear down the street. With a happy smile on his face Gus headed upstairs. He now felt like a man, no longer a boy. That was, until he reached the door of the suite. He knew his father would be waiting for him. He took a deep breath and turned the knob. The door opened to reveal an empty living room with one lone light burning. Gus turned it off and headed to his room. He didn’t know why his father wasn’t waiting up to grill him about where he’d been, but he was very happy that he didn’t have to face his father right away. Now he could get into bed and savor what had happened to him this night. Gus closed his door quietly behind him.

Brian heard the door click, faint as it was. He let out a sigh. His son was growing up. He wondered how far things had gone tonight. All he asked was that Gus was safe. Now he would try to sleep. He pressed up against a sleeping Justin and tried to relax.


 

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