Title: Step out of the ordinary

[guavejuice]

Autour:guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline:6 yrs post 513
Beta:mander3_swish thank you!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: Justin's pov
Comments are most welcome.


When Brian left for work on Monday morning, I sat at our kitchen table
enjoying the last drops of my favorite cappuccino while gazing outside
through the gaint kitchen window. The snow had started to melt.

That's when I felt I needed to go to my studio and start working on a new
canvas. I thought I might do a huge landscape this time. I felt ready for it.
As I got up, I could still feel the sweet familiar burn Brian's cock left
inside me about an hour ago, when we were still in bed.

I relished that feeling as I entered the studio, knowing Brian must feel the
same.

I decided not to call his cell phone so that I could focus and get some work
done. I opened my laptop, and I was browsing through some art sites and
art forums when an article cought my eye. It was about a new art show
containing several pieces that the critics claimed were too graphic and not
suitable for under 18 year old viewers. I closed my laptop and gazed out the
window again. As I reached for my sketch pad and colored pencils, I couldn't
help but let my thoughts drift away to a certain 17 year old boy from ten
years ago.

When I was 17 I already had a stack of M/M magazines hidden away in my
art book drawer. I had explored the different gay sites on my computer
before going to bed each night until I finally decided to go out that one night
I'll never forget.

I remember feeling so enchanted when I crossed the street into Liberty
Avenue. I knew I needed to explore this world, to find myself, to know this is
who I wanted to be. I was under 18, but when I saw Brian standing there I
felt every adult fantasy I ever had come to life. No more dirty sheets. I
felt alive. This was certainly suitable for me, and no one could tell me I
wasn't allowed to have him because I was still in high school.

When I felt his hot stiff dick inside me for the first time that night I definitely
didn't feel like a 17 year old. My body opened up to him as if I had waited for
him for all eternity, as if I had known him my whole life. I never wanted
that sweet burn of his cock inside me to ever stop. I felt as though every cell
inside me had been touched and caressed. I didn't want to let go of his
tender lips and the way our tongues intertwined. I definitely was not a high
school kid when I felt a stream of warm substance (through Brian's thin latex
protection) washing over the tender inner muscles inside of me I never even
knew I had. I remember hearing myself moaning and I didn't know where it
had come from, but I loved what it felt like.

When the loft was silent again he looked into my eyes and I definitely
didn't know where I was headed. It was as if a new road had opened up in
front of me and there wasn't any "not suitable for under 18" signs anywhere.
I knew that I was stepping out of the ordinary. With him