To: lego_4ever From: Sling Title: Teasing Gift Request: humor/romance Rating: Summary: Justin is back in the Pitts for Christmas and he has some news for Brian
“Only two more hours” Brian thought, while trying to look bored out of his mind at Deb’s. He watched his family buzzing around, hectically putting their presents under the tree while Deb made Dinner with Carl’s help. They had decided to give each other their presents this evening since Michael and Ben had booked a flight early in the morning to Vermont and Lindsay and Mel were going to Lindsay’s parents the next day with the kids. Gus and Jenny were in between all this chaos, trying to find all their presents that were lying under the tree and guessing what was in the wrapped boxes.
Brian was the only one, who seemed to be bored by all of this, who looked like he didn’t care about Christmas at all but inwardly Brian was a complete mess. Only two more hours until his Sunshine would be back for a few days, celebrating Christmas and New Year with him. It had been several months since he had been with his blond and god, he ached to touch the pale skin, make the blond come by him making love to the boy.
“What are you drooling about?” An all too familiar voice asked while the voice’s owner let himself drop onto the sofa next to Brian. It was none other than the little hustler who had a damn crush on him. Why wasn’t Justin here to save him?
“Not about you so get lost and help your mommy and your daddy” Brian nodded in Michael and Ben’s direction. They were setting the table.
“Oooh come on Brian. Don’t be such a jerk. You know, we could have some fun until blondie shows up. Maybe he has enough of you already and won’t show up at all” Brian groaned inwardly and prayed that someone, he really didn’t care who, would take the ex-hustler and just kick him out in the garden or something like that.
“Good to know that you would take my place and take care of him in case I won’t be here anymore but until then he’s mine so get lost” A gentle voice said, while trying to suppress a laughter. Brian’s head shot up and his eyes locked with blue eyes and the world stopped turning for a few moments. Then his lips twitched and moved into a smile. At the same time a huge Sunshine-smile spread over the blonde’s lips and then Justin strode over to him and let himself fall right next to Brian’s other side onto the sofa, turning to the brunet. With his right hand he grabbed Brian’s chin and turned his man’s face towards him and before Brian could say anything he finally felt soft, warm lips on his. And it felt damn good.
Hunter groaned and watched the two men making out, Brian’s hand slipping under the blond’s shirt while the blond’s hand was making it’s way towards the back of Brian’s jeans. Hunter’s eyes grew wider by the second. Brian’s back was turned to him by now and he was getting a full view of Brian’s ass, clad in tight jeans. But somehow the blond must have opened these sizzling jeans because Hunter could clearly see the man’s hand wandering lower and lower with every moment. Then he heard Brian groan.
“I want you to fuck me” Brian whispered just loud enough for Hunter to hear as well in between kisses. Hunter paled. Had he heard correctly? Big bad Brian fucking Kinney was asking THAT twink to fuck him?
“What’s wrong Hunter? You look like cat got your tongue. You know, you should be used to them by now. Just leave them for a while and when they are done with welcoming each other they’ll join us for dinner, did ya hear me boys? Five more minutes, then you’ll stop groping each other and be decent for dinner.” Deb’s voice boomed through the small house and Hunter jumped up.
“I… I’m coming” He hurried into the kitchen, leaving Brian and Justin alone on the couch. When Hunter was out of earshot both men started laughing quietly.
“You know, I love the way you tease that poor boy but you should really let me fuck you as a Christmas present. You won’t regret it” Justin grinned and pinched Brian’s ass before pulling his hand out of the jeans. Brian moved to shut his pants again and then got up, pulling the blond up as well.
“Well, if you’ll be a good boy, I might just let you do that.”