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Just My Size	By : EmeraldGrey Category: M through R > Queer As Folk Views: 4695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Just My Size
- 2-2a
- 3-2b
- 4-2c
- 1
- 2
- 3
Disclaimer: All Characters and situations from Queer as Folk are the properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, (Cowlip) Showtime, and others. No Copyright infringement has been intended by this author or this website. This story has been invented for entertainment purposes only and has been rated by the author, and not by any independent body.
A/N All mistakes are my own.
Song: Uncomfortably Numb
By: Butch Walker
LBNL, This story is a plot bunnie from a few hot X rated movie clips of porn star, sexy Hunter James, that My Cassy Luv sent to me.
My jaw dropped and hit my keyboard as I saw the slender sexy body and blond hair, and I just marveled at how much he resembled the young actor my friend could of sworn he was!
Although of course it wasn't really TF, but just a very drop dead sexy spot on 'look-a-like!
I wrestled with the idea of wow, he could be TF's freakin' twin!
'So, my lil' muse Seriendipity went, "OH, yeahhhhhh! DO. IT!"
I proudly present Chapter 2 of Just My Size.
Oh, and another big TY to Cass too, for the lovely piccy of Justin, Jaden and Brian! YOu RAWK babe!
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CHAPTER 2 PART 1
~*~
Earlier that afternoon
Jaden had just looked at Justin once, and he saw the other boy's answer in his own blue eyes.
And then his smile got even bigger, as he hugged the small boy tightly to him whispering in a shell pink ear, "OH God, sughah! Thank you Justin! Thank you baby! Oh I promise you, you will NOT regret this! We are gonna be BIG baby!"
Justin hugged him back and then held Jaden at arms length as he seriously said, "Don't make me regret this, okay? We'll stick together just as we first planned, okay? If at anytime you want out, we BOTH leave, got it?"
Jaden, tears clouding his vision could only nod.
Walking over to Mortin, Justin held out his hand as he firmly shook the older man's hand as he said, "Count me on the Team Morty."
Jaden quickly composed himself as he proudly said holding out his own hand, "Yeah, Morty, I'm in too, so, now, you really have us, BOTH of us, the Sunshine Twins!"
"GREAT!" Mortin all but crowed.
"Lucria!" He bellowed.
Just then the tiny maid appeared.
"Jew rang sir?" She said dryly.
But, Mortin was too overjoyed to notice.
"Yes, yes I did!" He laughed, grabbing her tiny frame and twirling her around.
"Sir! I, must ask that jew remember yourself!" The little Spanish woman said breathlessly, as she patted at her hair, and straightened her crisp white uniform dress.
Swatting her on her butt, he howled, "Dammit woman, losen up! We are gonna have us a shin dig to beat them all! Now, go get Manny, and meet me in the front library, I want to go over the guest list!"
Nodding, the red faced woman quickly sprinted away to go and do her employer's bidding.
Looking back at his newest team Titan members, he smiled as he said, "Now, boys, why don't ya'll go and grab some Z's and then meet me in the front library, say around 4:30, to sign the necessary paperwork?"
Nodding and saying "Yes sir," both young boys headed off to their private quarters inside the rambling mansion.
Once back at their adjoining room suite, Justin and Jaden both stripped to take their shower.
They fooled around, nothing serious, just some horseplay, as they then washed each others blond hair.
After towelling off, Jaden motioned for Justin to join him on his big bed as he held out his arms for the position that they'd both become accustomed to during their month long stay.
As Justin heard the steady even breathing of his new best friend, he allowed himself one more look at what had once been with Brian Kinney, because, once he and Jaden signed those papers later, that day, there would be NO turning back. It was a five year contract, or nothing...All, or nothing.
And, as Justin already had nothing to go home to, he figured, he'd make even, by taking Morty's offer.
~*~
3:30 pm later that afternoon, in Beverly Hills California
~*~
Strong large hands holding his hips from behind so tightly, he can feel the firm finger-tips that are now pressing into his flesh, bruising into his hip bones, as those long gentle fingers are touching him. All. Over.
Hot warming breath dancing, across pale skin a soft tongue has glazed a long wet stripe down the side of his throat as a silky dark head dips down into his dazed peripheral vision, claiming his trembling mouth with a deep soul kiss.
A soft chuckle is heard, and then moans are exchanged and swallowed as hungry tongues tangle, fighting for dominance, and then with a small shudder, he relents.
Shivers run across his senses freezing in his memory as a sexy voice whispers,
"So good, Jus, so hot, so hard for me baby, I'm gonna fuck that sweet, tight little pink hole all night long Sonny boy. I'm gonna drill your fine hot bubble butt into the mattress, until you beg for me to cum."
With feather strokes, up and then slowly down, caressing that thumb oh, so, slowly, all around the plump crown of his now leaking slit, brushing lightly in a semi-circle right across that small natural gash in the middle of the tip of his dick, soon he's moaning, gasping lightly as he feels his pre cum rolling down his shaft, knowing it's now coating those wonderful fingers on that magical hand, and tumbling off of his throbbing balls, sliding wetly down to his twitching, hungry hole.
His mouth opens and he begins to pant lightly, and as he's feeling the build, back arching like a horny cat, he playfully bites the edge of his dark blue silk covered pillow in wild anticipation.
Strong white teeth sinking in deep as his fingers are curling tightly into the matching silky sheets. So tightly you can hear a tiny *rip* from the stressed fabric.
He waits for it, SMACK~ THWAP! "Justin! Those fuckin' silk sheets didn't come from Wal-Mart!"
Wiggling his ass, he waits for it again, and he's not disappointed.
"Bad boy!" SLAP! SMACK CRACK
Both of those large hands are now sliding wetly up and down his throbbing stinging ass, their fingers relentlessly trailing gently down his trembling crack, bringing him to the edge, feeling a heated moan pressed against his entrance and then inside his mind there's a crash, and his eyes widen as the soft lips are vibrating, humming.
It's in that moment when he feels that sexy smirk twitch against the sensitive skin of his entrance and his entire body is suddenly filled with so much.
Too much.
The feelings, those foreign emotions that swell up inside of him as thick and as full as the delicious hard throbbing cock, now swiftly thrusting in and out of him.
It's the angle of snapping slim hips, pushing, pulling, shoving into him, digging so deeply, he couldn't tell, and didn't care where the beautiful man ended, and where Justin began.
That big hand wrapped tightly around his hard straining cock, as those soft lips were nibbling on his ear lobe, licking him, touching him, coaching him as that sensual voice chanted, "Come on Justin, come for me baby, that's it, I can feel your heavy balls getting tighter, cum for me Sonny Boy..."
The urgent yet gentle urging of his lover's sexy voice as he kept on pumping him faster and faster sent Justin's mind spinning.
Justin silently formed a word, and as the tempo of the hard, fast, ass fucking he was getting increased, he shouted out that sound. "BRIAN!"The syllables vibrating his brain.
~*~
Justin startled awake with his older lover�s name on his lips, making his cock and entrance quiver.
Elusive butterfly wisps of his sensual dream now slowly evaporated, leaving him feeling cold, empty, and alone...withdrawn, and oh so very sad as hot tears of remorse brimmed in his eyes and spilled slowly down his mournful face.
"Brian..." He repeated softly, wiping away his tears with the backs of his hands.
The name had felt so right gracing his mouth, the letters leaving a sweet after taste.
But the bitter knowledge that he was here and Brian was there, depressed him more than he'd ever thought possible. And, he couldn't run from the truth, not any longer.
Taking a deep shaky breath, Justin began moving himself upward so that he was now leaning back against the dark mahogany headboard, glancing over at his discarded things.
Smiling a tiny smile, he then looked down at his peacefully sleeping little blond look a like friend.
Closing his eyes for a moment, he stops to send another small prayer of thanks winging skyward to whomever had caused their paths to cross a month and a few days ago in that Airport in Pittsburgh.
While Jaden Carl Long might be a tad bit outspoken, as well as down right rude at times, he was also very kind hearted and very open minded, and very protective as well.
Little miss rich bitch Karena Titan had been on the bad end of Jaden's grump stick one too many times for Jaden's liking and he had blasted her without a care, regardless of her elite snobby status.
Justin felt a surge of protectiveness hit him hard as he thought about anyone trying to bring harm to his new friend. This mysterious blond boy that he now thought of as a sexy older brother.
Jaden Long was hot, and Justin couldn't help the tingling sensations he got every time the other boy touched him, or bumped up against him, even in jest.
Even knowing what was waiting for them in the downstairs library in about an hour, didn't fill him with the same sense of dread that a month ago, he'd been swimming in. Drowning in.
Now, that he'd made the deal with Jaden, it was one that he'd planned to keep.
Five years was a long time, but, in reality, he'd only be 21 when his exclusive contract with Titan Entertainment ended.
Yes, he and Jaden shared many secrets. The biggest one was the fact that they were 17 year old boys, and not the 21 year old men that they had portrayed.
But, whatever the consequences their present actions would bring to their future, Justin and Jaden had agreed to stand firm and together on the outcome and withstand any fallout.
Joining Team Titan in many ways could end up being a positive thing.
He could finish High School on his own terms, he could go to any College in the world, study his first love of Art to his hearts content, without the threats of his father, or having to listen to the older man's obviously jealous and vicious smack about Justin, or about his 'perverted lifestyle.'
He could help his mother by helping to take care of her and his little sister financially.
Because his mom didn't know it yet, or by now, perhaps she did.
His father had been having an affair with his secretary for years now.
Justin knew it, and Craig Taylor knew he knew it too. The older man had just counted on the fact that Justin wouldn't want to see his mother hurt, so he wouldn't dare rock the boat.
But, now, things were different. Not only would Justin rock that sham of a marriage boat, he'd sink the fuckin' thing too!
His mother and little sister deserved better than a lying snake in the grass like Craig Taylor, and soon, Justin could give that to them, a much better life.
Snickering he wonders if his father even indulged in the type of entertainment that Justin and Jaden soon would be neck deep involved in.
"Naw,' he thought. 'The man was obviously SO sexually uptight, that the only cock he probably ever watched was his own. Justin also bet himself that Craig Taylor didn't even shake his dick after a piss and, he probably fucked with the lights off too.'
But, whatever today's outcome, Justin was thankful to have the reassurance that he wasn't in it, alone.
Between him and Jaden, if Morty thought they would be pushovers, he had another think coming!
After the screaming match of the century that he'd had with Jaden upon their arrival to the Titan mansion, that first night, while Jaden and Team Titan had gotten better acquainted, Justin had begged off, saying he had a headache.
But, when Jaden had offered him a Tylenol, (his own personal drug of choice for just about any aliment Justin had soon learned) Justin had told Jaden about his many dangerous allergies.
It had shocked and pleased Justin to no end that Jaden had taken him so seriously to his word that next day, Mortin Titan himself, had presented Justin with a platinum necklace and bracelet, naming all of Justin deadly allergies.
That bitch Karena had quickly knocked Michael Novotny off of the top of Justin's personal shit list, when she had snorted, "Tylenol? Who in the FUCK is allergic to Tylenol? WHAT a freak!"
And, from that moment on, on Justin's part, it had been HATE, at first sight.
Unfortunately for Justin though, the more he avoided her, the more she seemed determined to have him. She was a spoiled little cunt. So what had happened next was inevitable.
At the Welcome To Our Humble Home party that Morty had insisted on throwing just a few days after Jaden and Justin had arrived to the Titan mansion, Karena had went out of her way to trail Justin all evening long, but she had not had much luck getting the pretty blond boy alone, and all to herself.
Finally finding him standing by the long table of a large variety food and the 5 flavor punch bowl fountain, she made her move.
And she should of seen the warning in his dark blue glare after she had whispered,
"Run away all you like Justin Taylor, but just remember this, no one ever says no to me and lives to NOT regret it. You may be older than me Mr. Taylor, but I'm a very powerful person in my own right. Do as I say, and if you decide to join my daddy's Team, I can, and I will make these next five years a heaven on earth for you. I have it in my power to give you everything you'd ever not known you wanted. But, If you don't do what I want, WHEN I want, I can make your next five years here with Team Titan pure...hell."
Glancing up at him innocently, her long pale lashes fluttering, she sneered, "Ever fucked a dog's cunt Mr. Taylor?"
At Justin's obvious facial grimace of pure disgust, she purred, "Daddy's last golden boy didn't do what I wanted him to do, Mr. Taylor. Do you want to know what happened to him, hmm?"
Without waiting for his reply she snickered loudly, tossing her long summer blonde hair coquettishly over one tanned shoulder, the sadly obvious move causing her designer gown to slip a bit, and her overly generous breasts spilled out just enough to show the dusky pink top edges of her large nipples as she said, "Well, I told my daddy, that the man had forced me, his sweet 16 year old baby girl, to suck his big thick cock. And that, he'd threatened to rape me too!" She added with a big fake pout, her summer blue sky eyes glinting dangerously.
She'd watched with obvious relish as Justin warred with his emotions, then she'd taken her small hand and lightly brushed it across his crotch, cupping his heavy soft sac and limp cock.
She ignored his obvious shudder of disgust and continued with the unwelcome advances and conversation saying, "Hmm, nice & big Mr. Taylor, just how I like em. Now, where was I? Oh yeah, the fate of Christan Lewis. Did you know that there is a B. Team Titan Mr. Taylor? You look like a smart man Mr. Taylor, figure it out."
Justin felt his brows draw up in confusion, and then rise even higher when what she was implying dawned on him.
His stomach rolled and he had to quickly turn away from the food table so that he wouldn't heave up the five shrimp and cream cheese puff pastries he'd just inhaled minutes before her arrival into the cascading fountain of punch as he tried to block those unwelcome images.
Smiling a tight little pink smile, she said, "I see you figured it out. Remember the night you had almost bellowed down the mansion? Well, here's the 411. Daddy doesn't do snuff, that's too illegal, not to mention too dangerous, and too messy. Daddy won't do slave trade, again with the illegal, messy, and the dangerous. Although he does do local domination.
Team B. is located over seas Mr. Taylor, and daddy does seem to have quite a large audience worldwide for the nasty, the bizzare, and the perverted things that THEY do."
Her little white teeth now look shark sharp as she snapped, "Stupid Christan! I wanted him SO bad! Now, don't get me wrong Mr. Taylor, Christan has proven to be worth his weight in gold, even after all of the effort I took to hide what I did. I've seen him since then on our internet website and he seems to really enjoy what he does. He and daddy have mended fences too. After all it has been a year already, and now Christan runs that part of daddy's over seas operations. He makes good money too. So, you see Mr. Taylor, he's still my daddy's golden boy, only now, he's four on the floor, but, it's all for the Team Titan B. side and it's sure as fuck not human pussy he's filling. He's done so well, that I overheard daddy telling Manny that he insisted Christan come home to the mansion for the Holidays this year! I was really pissed when I found that out! He was supposed to suffer for the rest of his natural born days on that damn island! "
At Justin's sharp gasp, she threw her head back and laughed, "Ya see, Mr. Taylor, last year, daddy made Christan a deal. One that he just could not resist. Daddy had told him, he either took a permant trip to the islands to film and star in daddy's 'special' movies, or he could just rot in prison for attempted rape, and forced sodomy of a sixteen year old child. Knowing for a fact that most inmates don't take too kindly to child molesters, in fact, I do believe, upon them finding out about the child molesters record, they perform what is casually known to the insiders as an Italian necktie, or a 'smile', and after gang raping the poor man, they then slit his throat from ear to ear, and leave him to bleed out on the floor."
Justin had been left feeling sick and speechless.
And, it then dawned on him that the little shit still had him by his limp cock and balls, when snickering she told him, "Ah, just like I'd suspected. But, just because you're obviously gay, doesn't mean you're off the market in MY eyes Mr. Taylor. By the time daddy's promotions team gets done with you and Mr. Long, you'll both be very popular with ALL sexes. Oh, and watch out for the fine print, because if you fuck up and piss my daddy off, you or Mr. Long could end up living on the islands too. Now, back to business, you're gonna need someone to field off ALL of those nasty advances that rabid fans sometimes give. I can help you with that."
Justin had then violently knocked away her hand from his crotch, jacking her up by her small slim wrist very hard and had dragged her outside into the bright moonlit courtyard, away from the other guests.
Once outside he had spun her around to face him.
Still holding her by the wrist in a tight death grip, he very cruelly squeezed it as he had spat in her face,
"I don't blame Christan one bit. Mating with a female DOG or hell even banging the entire animal kingdom TEN times over would be MUCH more pleasurable Miss Titan, than even ONCE fucking YOU. Now, I'll forget what you've just implied, I'll even forget about that poor innocent man you've sentenced to a life of hell on earth, and you run along now back to your daddy's side. I do not need, nor do I desire any help from a little fucked up in the head girl like you concerning MY career, MY choices or MY sex life. If I want to join Jaden and the ENTIRE Team A, and Lucria and the ENTIRE fucking Titan help staff in a free for all fan gang bang, rest assured, I WILL, and also, rest FUCKING and most definitely assured, YOU would NOT be invited!! I'd rather blow your daddy from sun up till sun down for the rest of my natural life, than even touch my mouth ONCE to your disgusting lying assed lips! Hear me girl and hear me good, cause I"M SO fucking sick of telling you. I DON'T WANT YOU, I WILL NEVER WANT YOU, JUST LOOKING AT YOU RIGHT NOW, KNOWING WHAT A LYING CONNIVING LITTLE CUNT YOU ARE, MAKES ME WANT TO TOSS MY COOKIES ALL OVER YOUR FUCKIN' PRECIOUS VERA WANG!" He had shouted.
Drawing her up roughly by her slim tanned shoulders, his finger biting cruelly into her soft skin, he had hoarsely hissed in her terrified face, "Now, FUCK .OFF!
His blue eyes were now gleaming with an unholy repressed rage, as he had flung her hard away from him causing her slight body to stumble.
Although Karena had teetered a bit on her too high black stiletto heels, quickly she'd regained her balance as she had stepped back, eyes becoming luminous in the bright light of the full moon.
Shivering violently, she gathered up the folds of her long cream lame' dress and quickly turned, obviously running off to find her father. "Her banshee wail of "DADeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Was a dead giveaway.
Hearing the soft snicker behind him he had whirled around ready to blast someone, before realizing just who it was.
And when Jaden had quietly snarked, "Wow, if your eyes had been lazers that's one unlucky little bitch that would be in charred pieces all over the ground right now! Shit, man, remind me to never piss you off like that! Damn! Or come to think about it her either, cause fuck, that is ONE vindictive little bitch! That poor guy!"
Justin had sighed in obvious, bone melting relief, smacking his friend on his outstretched arm, and had gratefully curled his own underneath it, leaning his head wearily for a moment on his shoulder.
Jaden had patted his head with affection as he snorted, "Hmm, a free for all fan gang bang with Lucria and Co. And The entire Team AND Mr. M. huh? What, Manny and the little mermaid ain't invited? Sounds like good times! Ohh, sugah, pencil me in! I'm in, I'm in, I'm Soooooooooo IN!" Jaden had lisped.
Justin had just smacked him again, snickering playfully and purred in his own lisp, "Asshole."
With Jaden, Justin finally felt safe.
Karena's apprehensible threat was just but a memory.
~*~
Jaden was lightly snoring.
With both of his small hands curled firmly around the edge of his white satin covered pillow, his button nose was wrinkling as if he was amused at something, then he moaned softly.
Turning, he flung off his side of the ice green duvet, sharply kicking down the sheets, then flopped on his back, his heavy cock resting in the curve of his inner left thigh. Flexing his small perfect pink toes he sighed contentedly, curled back around the large pillow, and went back to lightly snoring.
~*~
Carefully, Justin pushed aside the heavy cr�me' de Menthe colored duvet, and got up and out of bed. Creeping on tip toe through the long soft burnt sienna carpet, so as not to awaken Jaden, he then bent down and grabbed his blue bag, and snuck into Jaden's bathroom, and carefully shut the door.
Unsealing the bag, he quickly rummaged around until he found what he was looking for.
Sinking slowly to the floor, he stared at it hard.
He was holding what he had avoided using and doing for a whole month now.
This was something he should of done the moment they had landed here in L.A. from JFK in New York.
The small clear blue cell phone shook slightly in his hands, as he deftly loaded the memorized number into the lifted silver keypad that would send the signal across the country, and into the ear of the man he missed with his entire being. A man who's life's happenings were a whole three hours ahead of Justin's.
~*~
6:30 pm Pittsburgh Pennsylvania
The door signalled yet another departure/arrival of one of the many customers that graced the infamous Liberty Diner.
Customers flowing like colorful water contained four men who had been long time friends.
Two of them, best friends since Jr. High.
"Dammit Mikey, just fuckin' DROP it already! Christ, the way you're carrying on, you would think he had been your secret lover or something!" Growled tall, handsome, well dressed and successful Ryder Advertising Agent, Brian Aiden Kinney.
His honey-hazel eyes were snapping dangerously as he angrily sat down in a back booth seat and flipped over the small white coffee cup in front of him down onto the matching saucer with a bang, causing the smaller more casually dressed dark haired man to wince as he too sat down, then rolled his dark brown eyes as the other man motioned for him to get up, so they could switch places.
Now standing, one would never of guess he was the Assistant Manager of a very big national chain store called the Q. Mart or ' Big Q.' as he tucked in his dark grey dress shirt like a little child would.
Without care, he adjusted his dark slacks, then tugging at his polyester red tie, he sat carefully down next to the glowering man who has been his best friend since age 14.
Tucking one black loafer shoe on top of the other, he turned his ebony head as he opened his mouth to speak, gesturing with his hands for the other two to sit and join them.
The other two men had stood patiently on the side, waiting for the musical chair ritual to end.
"Have a seat guys." Michael Novotny *or Mikey as his friends and family called him* said.
One was a bit taller than the well dressed bitchy brunet.
Instead of an expensive, form fitting charcoal colored three piece Armani business suit, a black silk long sleeved shirt, a blood red silk necktie and black Prada dress shoes and socks, the flamboyant man had on a tight pink crop top cotton tee shirt that said 'BITCH' on it in rainbow sparkles. He was also wearing a pair of skin tight dark pink leather jeans that moulded every inch of his firm body, especially his nice ass.
Matching hot pink suede ankle kick boots completed an ensemble than on anyone else would of looked ridiculous, but on Emmett Honeycutt, somehow, it seemed just right.
And, it perfectly fit his status of head manager of Torso, a local retail clothing store that prided itself in carrying all of the latest fashions in specialized night club stylish clothing.
Running a slim hand through his short but stylish light brown hair, he smiled a nervous gap-toothed grin at the two already seated as he bent gracefully and slowly slid into the seat beside the window.
Batting his long lashed sky blue eyes at the man still standing, he purred, and patted the dark green seat with a slim hand and a tiny grin saying, "Here Teddy, come and sit by me!"
Brian smirked as he darkly snickered "Yes, Theodore, kindly plant your ass, you're blocking my view of all of the hot morsels, and I don't mean the fuckin' food. SIT."
The handsome dark brown haired, slender, short man was dressed just as, if not more, impeccably than Brian Kinney was, in his form fitting dark chocolate brown Armani suit, a white silk shirt, and a cream silk tie. Making a big show of looking down at his platinum and diamond Rolex, he rolled his expressive dark brown puppy dog eyes as he snorted at the taller man.
Looking around the rapidly filling restaurant, he then spotted the *tender morsel* in question.
Ever since Ted had been fired from his long-time career as an Accountant at Workshafter's Accounting firm for being caught jerking off while at work, things had changed for the formally bland and then slightly balding little man when he had become creative and had made a radical career move by opening his own turn key business of an Internet porno website appropriately named, JERK AT WORK.
After an even more radical whole body make over, Ted now looked, well, hot.
An evil grin quirked Ted's full lips as he sighed, meanly retorting, "What, that cute little brunet that's sitting all alone in the corner front booth? Why Brian," Ted taunted rudely, "I thought your taste and your speed were pretty little short underage skinny blond blue eyed twinks with a big Sunshine smile and fat bubble butts, kinda like the new waiter?"
Not missing a beat he nastily purred, adding, "And by the way, how, or better yet, where is Justin?" Pausing, he put one long slim finger to the side of his full mouth as if in deep contemplation as he snarked, one hand on his slender hip, the other waiving airly about, "Ohhh, that's riiiight, you have no fucking idea where little boy blue is now, because you the Almighty Stud of Liberty Avenue, the Great Brian Kinney tossed his Sonny and pride and joy, his own personal former Boy Toy Justin Taylor out on his fine bubble fanny, because your stupid fucking pride got hurt, and your precious replaceable possessions,"
At the mention of the word 'replaceable', Ted made arrogant air quotes with his first two index fingers and thumbs. With a sassy mean smirk chiselled in place on his full lips he continued,
"Meant more to you than a messed up homeless little school boy. I wonder Brian, do you think he even finished High School? Or, do you think he was so traumatized by you and your Kennyism bullshit that he's probably a New York rent boy, holed up in some hovel in Queens, offering up his fine ass to his landlord when he just can't quite make rent, because the money earned wasn't enough from selling it on the streets? Doesn't it make you oh so proud that the skills he's probably using right this very moment are they very ones you trained him to do?"
At Emmett's pained gasp of, "OH MY GOD! TEDDY!"
And Mikey's "Okay now Ted, that was just totally unfair and SO uncalled for! Apologise THIS fucking instant to Brian, RIGHT fucking now or I swear!" Leaving the threat hanging in the air.
Like a child's soap bubble, it was so transparent that each of them was eager to see it pop.
Ever since the day the young High School boy Justin Taylor had mysteriously disappeared, things had gotten a bit strained among the once close group of four.
And as the days became weeks, and those weeks had become a month, each one of them felt some level of guilt.
Even Mikey, who had been the cruellest of them all to the young needy kid.
And Ted felt a delicious frission of fear, as the thrill of verbal suicide slide down his spine as he stared boldly into the furiously hurt and dark black red rimmed eyes of the man he admired, loathed, feared and was insanely jealous of.
A man with whom he would always share a freaky little one sided love/hate thing with.
A man whom he knew wouldn't even piss on him if he were on fire. Ted stood there defiant to the end and felt his cock harden in his expensive suit pants as Brian's glare smouldered and sparked.
~*~
Inside Brian Kinney's mind, was a turmoil.
A spinning, out of control tornado whipping around, slapping at him with feelings of failure, feelings of regret, feelings he really had no fucking name for, so alien were they to him. From the first night they had met, Brian knew deep down inside that Justin was a unique person.
Justin Taylor was a person that despite himself, and the tauntings of his fucked up little family, Brian had soon grow to like.
Not since Mikey, had Brian confided in someone the way he had early on with Justin.
Brian had loved watching him sleep. Brian had loved watching him eat. Brian had loved just watching Justin explore and discover his, Brian's world.
With each new discovery, the boy's crystal ocean blue eyes would widen in awe, and that cute as a button nose would wrinkle so sweetly, as he would look up to Brian for any and all confirmations to the validity of that discovery.
Brian loved Justin's sharp mind. He was so smart, and sometimes, just a good debate conversation with the boy, left Brian as hard as steel and randy as a goat.
Since the night he'd first discovered Justin gone, Brian had been having these feelings.
They swarmed around the edges of his consciousness, and then delved deeply into his sub-consciousness.
Tormenting him while he slept, sending him endless dreams of beautiful blond twinkie boys with sunny little smiles, and cute biteable, lickable, fuckable bubble butts, all with Justin's pale milky white skin. Skin that blushed a lovely rosy shade at the least little thing.
In his dreams, Brian would chase these boys through the streets, thinking he'd finally found his errant teen lover.
But, the dreams would always remain the same. The boy would turn around, and they would not be Justin.
That night of Justin's disappearance, after being physically and verbally smacked around by Daphne Chanders Justin's resident Maiden in a white knight suit, and then Mysterious Marilyn�s bizarre predictions, Brian and the gang had ridden off into the night on a impromptu road trip to Chelsea, New York to search for the kid, and, Brian's heart had, at least for that moment in time, been filled with hope.
Going on a strong hunch, he had split off with the boys and at the JFK airport, a sense of dejavu' had hit him hard when he had been checking the lines, and his heart almost stopped when he'd of sworn he'd spotted Justin standing in line.
Brian had quickly walked over to the boy, and had whispered softly in a shell pink ear, "Hey."
When the boy had sharply turned around, and had blinded him with that sunny grin, Brian's hopes and heart had soared.
But, when the boy opened his little pink mouth to speak, and a soft sexy southern lit had hit his ears, it was with a heavy heart that Brian just turned and walked away, but not before he'd seen the puzzled questions in the boy's bright blue eyes.
Eyes that were so much like Justin's Brian had to hurry away to the safety of the airport bathroom to sort out his feelings, and shed his tears in private.
~*~
God, Schmidt was nattering on and on about something, OH NO HE JUST DIDN'T! Brian fumed, as he hotly glared at his nemesis, wishing he were Superman, and with one good glare, Ted would be a gooey dark wet spot on the diner floor.
If Brian were Superman, then Ted would be Lex Luther, but with a hair transplant of course.
Just before Brian could jump up and kick Ted's teeth down his throat for saying such hateful things about himself and Justin, the sharp ringing of his cell phone brought Brian out of his red haze.
With Ted's stinging words still simmering in his mind, he deftly flipped it open and barked,
"KINNEY!"
And, when he recognised the soft voice at the other end, he felt himself hyperventilating, and becoming dizzy. He choked back a small chuckle as the words 'speak of the devil hit his mind.'
Hoping Justin would understand, he whispered, "Don't hang up. Please."
Closing his eyes briefly in silent thanks, and swallowing hard, he suddenly got up from the table ignoring the questioning and concerned looks and comments from his well meaning friends, and the one woman he considered to be closer to him than his real mother.
Walking away from his well meaning friends and his surrogate mom because suddenly their presence felt too cloying, he briskly walked outside.
With the phone still pressed firmly to his ear, because just hearing Justin's soft breaths made him feel better, getting swiftly into his Jeep, Brian quickly started the vehicle, and drove as quickly as he could back to his loft.
He'd been dreaming of this opportunity for days, and now that it was here, he would NOT fuck it up again. He just knew, that soon, he'd have his baby back in his arms. Back where the little blond runaway belonged.
~*~
Justin was so damn nervous as he waited for the long distance, across the country connection to connect.
His breath caught in his throat, and his dick hardened in a flash as he heard the familiar growl of his lovers voice.
"KINNEY!"
Barked the older man.
~*~
Brian seemed clearly agitated about something.
Justin softly snickered, laying a bet with himself that whatever had Brian's tightie whities in a nut twist, Ted Schmidt was somewhere bumbling around in the equation.
"Theobore getting under your skin huh?" Justin softly asked.
The line grew strangely silent, and soon all Justin could hear was a strangled chuckle/sob and then heavy breathing.
Fearing the worst, his finger hovered over the end button.
Then, he heard words he'd been dreaming for days that Brian would possibly say if ever Justin got the sac to actually call the man.
"Don't hang up. Please."
Justin gripped the small phone so tightly he feared it would crack in two as he pressed it to his ear, listening for strains of sounds from home as he heard familiar voices.
First Debbie's.
"Brian Aiden Kinney! Just where in the fuck are you going! I know that guilty look and you're hiding something!"
Silence, then, she squealed excitedly, "Is that Sunshine?"
Then, of course Mikey's.
"Dammit Brian, answer mom! IS that Justin on the phone?"
Then Emmett's sweet southern drawl and squeal, "OH baby! I miss you! Hurry home Justin!"
Then Ted's snarky voice saying, "You're better off where you've ended up, so just stay there."
Then Justin snickered at the loud *THWACK!* followed shortly by the older man's squeal of pain, and Debbie's shrill, "Ignore that asshole Sunshine. Now, you get that cute bubble butt back home where it belongs! We miss you honey!"
Then he heard the swish of the diner door, and the rustle of keys being searched for, then the click of a lock being opened, and then the familiar sound of Brian's black Jeep coming to life.
Minutes later, he then heard the sounds of the loft door being pulled open. Listening carefully, he heard Brian's usual routine being played out.
Holding his breath he felt his heart beat faster as he awaited the sound of Brian's sexy voice.
~*~
Brian's heart was racing as he closed the loft door with a bang. Sitting the phone down carefully on the counter, he stared at it while walking over to his fridge.
Taking out a bottle of water, and twisting it open, he then took a good long healthy pull, as he thought about the power that lump of plastic had over him.
Asking himself a million questions at once, he realized something.
He was afraid.
Afraid of a small piece of technology.
Afraid of the young blond boy holding that same bit of technology somewhere out there in the world.
And, most of all, he was afraid of what he would find out if he picked that phone back up.
Quickly draining the small bottle, he toyed with the label as he thought through just what he wanted and needed to say to make things better between them.
But, as he stared at the phone, he also realized this.
He needed to know if Justin was alright, if the boy was happy.
Taking a deep breath, he sat the now empty bottle of water down on the counter as he approached the phone, picked it up and said, "Hey"
~*~
At Brian's "Hey." Justin felt tongue tied as he squeaked out, "Hey." right back at him.
Both of them sat for a bit, and as the silence became louder Justin began to feel as if this were a bad idea, until Brian asked,
"How, how are you Justin?" A sound that was suspiciously covered up by him clearing his throat, had Justin wondering, 'Was Brian crying?'
Justin felt his own eyes well with hot tears as he choked out, "Um, I'm fine, really Brian, I uh, couldn't be better." Justin said weakly, lying his ass off.
~*~
Brian knew his boy well enough to tell when he was lying. Justin was a horrid liar, And, it hurt him, that Justin would even attempt to try. It also made him suspicious as hell.
And, when Justin had broke down, blubbering all kinds of nonsense, Brian's heart broke for him, shattering into a million pieces as he caught bits and shreds of the garbled conversation.
Looking into his heart, he said the only thing he could.
"Sunshine please, tell me where you are so I can come and get you! You belong here, with your friends, and with your family Justin!"
Brian took a deep shaky breath, and slowly expelled it as he said, "Daphne and your mother and Debbie and Emmett and Uncle Vic have all been worried sick about you! Even Mikey feels bad! I didn't tell anyone that you had used the card to purchase your tickets, and, and I even went to New York at the JFK airport looking for you, but all I found was a boy that looked just like you, he was just your size and everything, but he didn't sound like you. He just wasn't you Justin."
~*~
Justin froze.
No, no way possible could Brian of meant...Then he remembered on the plane that Jaden had mentioned while Justin had gone searching for some snacks that he'd experienced a strange but brief encounter with a very tall handsome auburn haired man who had seemed to of recognized him at first, until Jaden had spoke.
Then, the man's unusual eyes had looked saddened, as he had turned away and stumbled off to the men�s restroom.
And it really pissed Justin off when once again, Brian had mentioned to him how everyone else but himself, was supposedly missing him. It was like he couldn't admit to showing that he did care.
It was the core of their problem.
Brian treated him like a baby. Like he had a bubble head to go along with his bubble butt. Brian still was treating him as if he were a silly little teenaged twinkie doll who didn't even know his own mind.
Well, as much as Justin hated to do what he was about to do, he knew, deep down in his heart that until he could return to the Pitts on his own steam, be his own man, equal to Brian Kinney in all ways, without needing a constant rescue or a handout from the older man, Brian would always see Justin as the child he still looked like, despite the fact that he was growing up.
Taking a deep breath he said, "Brian, I need for you to listen to me carefully, and not interrupt me, are you listening?"
At Brian's gruff "Yes." Justin gulped and pressed on.
"Although I miss you, and I love you, oh God I really do, but, I'm at a place right now in my life where I can make a difference. I've been given this amazing opportunity of a lifetime, and I want to make things better. For myself, my mom and my sister too. I feel very bad because I stole from you, and I hope someday you'll forgive me for it too. And I know there is no excuse for what I did, but, I panicked, and I was so scared when you threw me out Brian, I just freaked! But, I will be paying you back, and very soon, this I promise you! Every penny Brian, and with interest too! I swear!"
~*~
Brian's heart started to quicken. He did not like they way this long awaited conversation was going, not one bit. His Sunshine was being his usual stubborn self, and Brian couldn't believe that the boy would even think that he hadn't missed him too!
And when he heard the next sound, his heart plummeted to hell.
~*~
"Justin! Quit jawin' on the damn phone! We got that meetin' in like less than 30 minutes! So mate, ya wanna shower together and save time, eh Luv?" Chuckled a soft familiar and very sexy southern voice with a weird English inflict.
'Holy fuck!' Thought Brian as his brain registered the voice, 'it's that kid from the airport! The one that looked JUST like he was Justin! Only he had been dressed in cowboy clothes and boots with the most delicious soft southern drawl.
What in the FUCK is Justin doing with that kid?' Brian wondered, as his mind was now flashing all kinds of nasty images of Justin and his pretty blond doppleganger engaged in various hot and sweaty sexual positions.
Those thoughts left him feeling horny and pissed off as fuck!
NO! His mind shouted as his voice followed suit,
"JUSTIN! Just where in the HELL are you! And just who in the fuck IS that there with you?" Brian roared, feeling very panicky, and jealous and hurt, and angry.
Angry for caring, hurt, for thinking that the blond would still want to be with him, and jealous, when it seemed as if the boy had moved on, and was quite happy right where he was!
~*~
SHIT, fucky fuck fuck! Of all of the times Jaden could of walked in, FUCK! Shit! He had forgot to lock the fucking bathroom door!
Mentally he smacked himself, and hard, in a Debbie Novotny way.
'FUCK!' His mind roared again.
This was SO not going like he'd thought it would. And, at Brian's next words, he wanted to heave into the pristine white toilet bowl as he heard his lovers voice louder and colder than he had ever heard it before say,
"Ya know what Justin? As much as it pains me to admit it, I guess Ted was right. Just stay there, stay right where you are, where ever the fuck THAT is. Obviously you're doing just fine. Ya already got yourself a pretty little fuck buddy."
At this, Justin made a tiny gasp, but Brian cruelly ignored it saying hotly,
"Why am I not surprised he didn't tell you we'd sorta already met? Come to think of it, he did look a bit shifty, although I'd of never picked you for the narcissistic type, he is a cutie, looks just like you.
"I guess he's what you wanted all along then huh? Someone just your size to play with?"
At Justin�s loud indignant gasp, Brian slammed on, his normally calm voice becoming more and more agitated as he spat,
"So I guess that means you must of landed on your feet okay. Is he paying all of your bills now huh? Is he Justin? Did you just decide to downsize from sugar daddy to sugar baby? Does he know you eat like a linebacker? Does he know how you like to fuck like a bunny? Does that boy know intimately all of those special spots, you know, the ones that make you so weak like I do, or did? So much so you cried out for it, begging me for more? Is that boy equipped to please you the way I am? You know he'll never make you feel the way I can, or did, you DO know that right? Oh well, I guess it doesn't really matter anymore, I can tell, you've made up your mind, and that obviously you've moved on. Why else would you not tell me where you really are? Why else would you not want me to come and get you and bring you home."
An eerie silence filled the line, as they both heard Brian's voice crack on the word 'home.'
And, in that moment, Brian knew he had showed too much, and had tipped his hand letting the boy see just how much he really did care, and it was in that moment, Justin fully realized the cost of his folly when he heard Brian sneer,
"You know what Justin? Don't you worry about anyone back here in the Pitts, okay? In fact, I'd appreciate it if you'd just forget my number all together, because, obviously, you sure as fuck don't need me anymore. Have a nice life kid, Later."
And then, he just hung up.
"NO!" Justin screamed, throwing the phone so hard it shattered against the black marble wall.
Looking up at Jaden through hysterical pain filled dark blue eyes he bellowed,
"YOU! You sonofa, I'll KILL YOU! Dammit to hell Jaden, don't you fuckin' hilbillies know how to fuckin' knock!? Didn't your fuckin' parents teach you any fuckin' manners! Because of you, you jackass, I just lost the MOST important person to me in the whole FUCKING world! YOU son of a..!"
Standing up swiftly, tears still streaming, Justin took a wide swing at Jaden, but Jaden had anticipated it by that wild look in Justin's eyes and the younger boy had missed, by a mile, as Jaden neatly side stepped it.
Grabbing Justin roughly up by both slender arms he shook him hard as he yelled right back, "Don't you DARE say anything about my parents little man! It's NOT my fault that Brian Kinney has his purple panties in a twist! Just How in the hell was I supposed to know you were calling your lover, and, correct me if I'm wrong here but using your own words you had said he was, "the very lover who had thrown your ass out over losing a few fancy things and some fucking designer clothes and shoes."
Jaden watched Justin's face closely as he sneered, "So how close was I huh?"
Giving the now wide eyed tear streaked boy another shake he growled, "And why in the FUCK were you sneaking a call to him anyway, hmm? I thought we had agreed, once the contracts were signed, we'd tighten up ALL of the loose ends? And, that after the five years, our old lives as they once were would resume! Don't you remember? I've got to go back to Texas, and you, well you were supposed to return to Pittsburgh in style! Make Brian fuckin' Kinney grovel at your feet for throwing you out? Ring any bells Justin, huh? YOUR words Luv, NOT mine! I mean that WAS you jawin' and NOT the booze talkin' that night, right Justin?"
Closing his eyes, he opened them slowly, pinning Justin with a dark look. Jaden sighed deeply as he said, "This is such bullshit Justin, YOU cannot dare blame me for this shit! Now I swear to GOD and all that's holy, if you don't stop this caterwauling' I'm gonna SO beat your ass to match our eyes!"
Shoving Justin hard Jaden pointed downward as he spat, "In less than probably 15 minutes now, our future will be forever changed. In less than 15 minutes Justin Taylor, you will be called Justin Long, and I shall be called Jaden Taylor. I spoke with someone back home and they should be here soon. I asked him to come here to help me on this very day, weeks ago."
At Justin's incredulous wide eyed look, Jaden snorted,
"Oh please! Don't look so damn surprised, I told you from day one, this is what I want, what I've always dreamed of. To really be somebody Justin! To make my own way, my own money, to have something that is ALL mine.
Right now Justin, He is our ONLY defence against Titan and his bullying ways. That older man is a snake, he may be a genius, and a really sweet and generous guy, but he's still a snake! And his hair brained fucked in the head daughter,"
Jaden snorted in disgust as he said, "Well the apple didn't fall too far from THAT tree huh? I've asked around, and all that shit she told you? Well it's ALL true. Fuckin' Morty has his fingers in so many different types of pervy pies, the fucker oughta be called a sex baker, NOT a bloody porn king!"
Running his hand through his blond hair, causing it to ruffle up adoringly, Jaden pleaded, "Look, I will NOT end up like that poor fuck, like that Christan dude!"
As Justin's grimace, Jaden plowed on, determined to 'clear their air' and let the younger boy know right off the bat, just how he really felt. The kid gloves were off, and Jaden was fighting for his dream, for his own personal freedoms and no one, not even a little cutie like Justin Taylor was gonna mess it up for him.
"And, don't worry, even though my friend doesn't know what kind of things Titan does, once he finds out, he won't squeal on us Justin, I swear. Besides, we're almost 18 anyway, right?"
Looking deeply into Justin's troubled and suspicious eyes, he quietly said, "I told you once Justin, I am a man of my word. IF I say it, I mean it. We have the opportunity of a lifetime, and I am not going to let you blow it, over some man who by the way, needs to grow the FUCK up! I heard everything he accused you of, and now? I'm sorry that I didn't fuck you! All of those chances when I could of, JUST so I could tell him so, and then tell him to fuck off!
"I like you Justin! I really do! And I am HURT, SO fucking hurt beyond belief that you would accuse me of the things you said! That you would say such hateful things to start with! Especially about my family? That was just cold dawg, cold. And, here, I thought we had put all of this anger and bullshit behind us last month! How in the hell can we become business partners, hell, even remain friends, if every time you get mad, you take it out on me? I thought you were better than that Justin! But, obviously, I was SO wrong."
Giving Justin a hard stare, Jaden bit his lip, and then said, "Ya know what? Fuck this. You want out sughah? Fine, go. But me? I'll be downstairs, taking every chance to make something BIG of myself!"
Walking quickly past Justin, Jaden stepped up into the shower, slamming the heavy glass door, and began to quickly wash himself, not wanting to be late for what might possibly become the most important deal of his young life.
Justin stood there looking from the smashed up mess that was his life, to the silhouette of the boy that would soon be his future. Looking back at the busted powder clear blue shards of his cell phone littering the black marble floor, Justin realized too late that Jaden was right.
He had gone back on his word by contacting Brian too soon. And, thanks to his stupid temper, he had not only lost ANY future chance with Brian, one of the most important persons in his entire young life, but he'd possibly lost Jaden too.
A boy who was slowly coming to mean so very much to Justin. He felt guilty but he knew he had to confront his own feelings as he uncomfortably realized, he was very attracted to Jaden Long.
And, after living in the lap of luxury for a month, he realized too that despite her crude and pushy attitude, Karena Titan had been right.
He was becoming very spoiled. He had been given the keys to paradise, and now he was hungry for more. He truly did want things, and they were things he'd never known he had even wanted in the first place.
Making his decision was simple. He wanted a better life. He knew what he had to do to get it.
Opening the shower door, he stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him.
Jaden grinned at him sheepishly and motioned for him to take the sudsy black bath puff. Quickly they washed, and rinsed their bodies, then repeated their hair care routine.
Upon exiting the stall, towelling their bodies off quickly, then wrapping their towels around their slim waists, gently bumping into each other while sharing the sink, they began swiftly brushing their teeth, and then rinsed their mouths with a minty mouthwash.
Returning to their rooms, they whipped off their towels as they decided to play up their twin features to the hilt by swiftly dressing in matching black designer CK boxer briefs, midriff baby blue pullover cashmere sweaters that showed off their tight tummy's and the tiny diamond and platinum letter 'J' belly button piercings to perfection.
They chose skin-tight black leather pants that moulded every inch of their firm thighs and curvy bubble butts, and healthy packages, along with black Prada shoes and soft black socks to complete their look.
They were liquid sex on legs and they knew it.
Giggling, they messed with their new hair cuts so the summer blond spikes looked exactly the same at the top and that the layers of their new cuts were laying perfect on the back and sides, showing off to perfection on their shell pink small ear lobes the 1 carat diamond and platinum matching studs.
All of the piercings and the jewlery had been little 'just because' gifts from Morty, and picked out for them by Karena.
Even though the spoiled teen was 'hell on heels' both boy's had to admit, the snobby girl was a HUGE fashion horse, and they had enjoyed riding her up and down and all over Rodeo Drive.
Jaden grabbed up a bottle of Dolce & Gabbana for men and spritzed first himself and then Justin with it.
Setting it back down, he then snatched up his cell phone and phone holder clip. Grabbing up their watches, he tossed Justin's to him and he caught it mid air.
Quickly fastening on their matching platinum and diamond Rolex's, as they closed their suite door, they noticed they had about 5 minutes left to spare.
On the way to the library, Jaden casually flipped open his small red cell. Pushing in a number, his face broke out in a wreath of a smile after he connected.
"Hey, how was your flight?"
"Surely you do exaggerate?
"Yeah, come on up, see ya in a few, you know what to do. Well If they won't let you in to see me, then that's their loss. Yep, Titan's a fool if he thinks I'm gonna just roll over. And he's probably thinking he's gonna use HIS lawyer on our behalf for this. Fat chance! Yeah, I got him covered, and you'll be representing us both. Bye."
As they approached the tall double doors of the expansive library, Jaden stopped Justin for a moment, and just looked at him long and hard. Then he grinned.
Justin just rolled his eyes, and then he about fell on his ass when Jaden leaned in and kissed him hard and quick on the lips as he quipped, "A kiss for luck, and we're on our way..."
At Justin's strange look, Jaden laughed as he explained, "It's from a song called, 'We've only Just Begun' by an old soft pop musical 60's group called the Carpenter's. They were famous twins, a brother and sister named Richard and Karen Carpenter. They were one of my mother's favorites, and she played their songs a lot in our home when I was little. I know everyone of them by heart."
At Justin's scowl, Jaden laughed. "What?"
"Why do you do that?" Justin sniffed, obviously miffed at something.
"Do what?" Jaden asked, truly confused.
"Brian does, er did that a lot you know." Justin said.
"Okay, I'll bite," Jaden stated dryly, folding his arms, and rolling his bright blue eyes.
"Tell me Justin, what was the 'that' ?" He asked, honestly needing to know.
Justin looked down suddenly shy as he softly said, "Assume stuff. I mean MY mom liked that group too, and even I know some songs of theirs. My best friend Daphne and I used to sing some of them when we were little. 'Rainy Day's and Monday's' is one of my favorites."
Jaden was really surprised as the things they had in common just kept on getting weirder and weirder.
Reaching out and hugging the smaller boy to him, his lips kissed Justin's silky blond head as he softly asked, "You're scared about this aren't you." It wasn't really a question, and both boys knew it too.
Justin just shrugged, then nodded, keeping his face buried into Jaden's chest.
Taking a deep breath, Justin then raised his chin, and said boldly, "It's just, this is big for BOTH of us, and I need to have MY say too. After all this IS 5 years of MY life too ya know."
Kissing his forehead, Jaden smiled, and Justin blushed as Jaden opened the heavy doors.
Winking over his shoulder he said softly, "I know."
"BOY'S"! Boomed Mortin Titan. "Welcome, WELCOME! Come on in! COME IN!"
Looking over at Manny, he said quietly out of the side of his mouth with a smile not quite reaching his eyes, "Close and lock the door's and don't let anyone in without my okay, got it?!"
Manny, recognizing that look in his boss's eyes, couldn't help but wonder just what was going on.
Because he hadn't seen that predatory glare since last year, during that whole Christan mess with Karena.
But, then just like the boss had predicted, the boy had really toed the line and the Titan Island Productions Company that Christan ran for Morty was making money paw over fist, faster than they could churn out copies of the perverted shit.
Manny shuddered. Not really his cuppa, as his tastes ran more to the two small blond twinks now entering the lion's den.
He also liked the idea of them tied up and surrendering to him as well.
Manny felt himself grow hard as he watched them glide into the room in tandem as smooth as silk.
Dressed as they were, and looking so damn identical, you would of sworn they'd come from the same womb, and had not been born states apart as well as a few months.
Quickly he brushed past the surprised boys to do his boss's bidding. Just as he reached for the door, it opened and Manny was soon face to face with the most beautiful older man he'd ever seen.
And as the man shot Manny a sunny smile, Manny became tongue tied, as Maxwell Q. Harding strolled right past him and into the library.
With his hand held out, confidently he walked right up to a stunned looking Morty who shook it in a very firm grip.
His bushy white brows shot up as Max said in a business like tone, "Hello. You must be Mr. Mortin Titan. My name is Maxwell Q. Harding, and I'll be representing the interests of my clients, Jaden Carl Long, and Justin Craig Taylor. Mr. Long has informed me of the 5 year contracts you wish for himself and Mr. Taylor to commit to. If I may have a copy of them please? After I look it over, on behalf of my clients I will get back with you after conferring with them, and then Mr. Long and Mr. Taylor will give you their answers."
After Morty handed both thick business size dark blue envelopes containing the contracts to him, Max then smiled, thanked him and gave a head nod to Jaden before walking back past a stunned Manny and then out of the door.
Grabbing Justin's hand, Jaden told Morty, "We're gonna go chat with our lawyer. See ya in a few."
And then they too, walked right by a slack jawed Manny, as they hurried off to find Max, giggling madly as they heard the bellowed, "MANNY! WHAT THE FUCK PART OF 'DON'T LET ANYONE IN,' DIDN'T REGISTER INSIDE THAT PEE BRAIN OF YOURS!"
"But Boss! He's their lawyer for fucks sake!" They heard the smaller man whine.
They caught up with Max outside standing by a black double stretch limousine.
He motioned for them both to get inside. After the door was shut, he told the driver, "Please return me to the hotel."
After Jaden quietly introduced Justin to their lawyer, the silence became loud as the boys watched him carefully open both envelopes, and then quickly thumb through each contract, a page at a time.
Several times his dark blond well shaped brows would hike up, and then draw together in awe. Then in obvious concentration, as he sped read through the thick lengthy pages.
After what seemed like hours but in reality was only a few minutes, the limousine had arrived at Max's hotel.
Motioning for them both to be quiet, Max called out, "Borne? Take off a couple of hours hun, I have to speak with the boys about some stuff, okay?"
It was then Jaden's turn for his own blond brows to take a hike as he curiously mouthed the word 'hun' to a blushing Max. The last he'd known, the older man was happily married, and to a woman.
As he opened his mouth to speak, Max glared at him, as he cut his eyes to Justin.
Jaden snapped his mouth shut, and followed Max and Justin out of the car door and into the welcoming air conditioning of the elite hotel, The Swan.
Max passed his white and multi peach colored wafer thin key card across the brass electric red eye of the door lock and with a small 'click' it turned green and then opened. Slipping the key card back into his front pocket standing back, he allowed the boys to enter first, then he followed them inside, closing and locking the door.
Walking over to a white leather arm chair, motioning the still standing boys to have a seat on the white leather sofa, he waited until they were both seated before blasting,
Jaden Carl Long! What in the FUCK do you think you are doing!!? And HOW in the Sam HELL did you get hooked up with a porn king cobra like Mortin Titan Sr.? I thought you meant Mortin Titan Jr. the famous modeling photographer, NOT his famous FATHER! Jaden, you are only 17! Why are you passing yourself off as 21? When you called me last month, you told me about an International modeling gig, NOT a fucking FIVE YEAR International porn ring gig! You DO know what happens to naive little boys such as yourself and Justin in this shady business don't you? Guys like Mortin Titan Sr. will use you and then spit you out!"
Holding one of the cream colored thick contracts up in his hand, he said a bit more forcefully,
"Boy's, this is a FIVE year Pornography contract."
His eyes went wide as he exclaimed, "That's Literally FIVE. FUCKING YEARS, OF, OF FUCKING!"
Hearing their identical snorts, he seriously said, "If, IF you both sign this, you have essentially sold yourselves BODY and SOUL to Mortin Titan, for FIVE fucking years. Because, there is NO out clause in here. I've checked it too, and I see, NONE."
At that, Jaden jumped up and said in a voice and attitude that Justin had never heard him use before as he blasted right back, "FUCK YOU MAX! FUCK. YOU! YOU know what I've had to put up with at my own home since momma died! How would YOU like living in that BULLSHIT, huh? Every fucking movement watched, and commented on, every fucking breath I take, treated as if it's foul. As if even being in the same room would somehow make them gay too!
I would rather sign a FIVE year deal with the BLOODY devil, than live for a MOMENT with such a couple of hateful homophobes like them!
Now, as my and Justin's lawyer, YOU will keep ALL of our confidences JUST bloody that, confidential, and YOU will do as I say and as I wish, or FUCK you, YOU'RE FIRED! DO YOU HEAR ME OLD MAN?!" The young boy shouted.
The loud *SMACK* That rang through out the room brought sudden tears to Jaden's eyes and dropped Justin's jaw.
Justin sprang up from the couch to stand in front of his friend shouting, "Enough!" Glaring coldly at the older man, he snarled, "Don't YOU dare think of even fuckin' touchin' him again you sad fuck!"
Jaden looked up at Max through shocked and watery bright blue eyes as he whispered, "That's it. You're fired."
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