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ALL THE RAGE
Part 2

One week later...

Brian walked into Babylon ready for a good time. Seeing the familiar faces of his friends at the bar, he made his way across to meet and greet them.

“Well if it isn’t the lovebirds,” he mocked, already noticing the hand Emmett had wrapped around Ted. He signaled to the bartender that he wanted a beer and immediately turned to scan the crowd. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for yet. He hadn’t gotten a decent fuck all week.

“So where’s Justin?” Emmett decided to pretend he didn’t know what was going on just to irritate Brian. He so loved doing so. “Was it past his bedtime? Or have you got plans already for tonight?”

“Meaning young Justin would have to take a backseat, right Em?” Ted put in sweetly.

Brian glared at them then nonchalantly said, “He’s probably fucking his brains out with his brand new boy toy.”

“What was that? Justin’s got himself a man?” Emmett asked innocently. “Well good for him. I only hope he’s a real man, unlike SOMEONE I know. I hope this one treats him good and really loves him.”

Brian only smiled as he spotted something of interest in the crowd. “Love’s for losers. You’re holding on to a prime example.”

Emmett just rolled his eyes and hugged Ted tighter. Brian made his way through the crowd, worked his magic on his prey and soon they were grinding hips in minutes.


“Oh c’mon babe, let’s go,” Justin begged. He was already dressed to go to Babylon, all he needed was to get Ethan to come with him. He had told Em that he’d bring Ethan over to meet the guys and to have some fun.

“I have an idea,” Ethan said as he pulled the blonde on top of his lap. “Why don’t I meet you there after I’ve practiced this piece enough? You know I’ve been working on it all week.” He kissed him. “Do we have a deal?”

Justin had no choice but to nod. “I could wait for you?” He suggested but Ethan shook his head.

“I wouldn’t get a thing done and then we’ll be stuck in this apartment for the rest of our lives and you’d have to support me. But I’ll still love you.”

They kissed and Justin pulled away smiling stupidly. “I love it when you say that.”

“Do you?” Ethan questioned.

“Yea, I get these itty bitty tingly sensations.”

“Well I mean it. I love you.”

“Awww. Let’s just stay in and fuck like the French again.”

Ethan laughed. “Nope. You have got a date young man. Now get going before I have to kick you out.”


Justin had to admit he was scared as he entered Babylon. He wasn’t sure what he would do if he saw Brian. He hadn’t seen him since the Rage party. Come to think of it, he hadn’t even seen Michael, who he assumed was still mad at him. Justin didn’t see the point in being upset with Mikey anymore. He still thought Mikey was an idiot but he had no choice but to fix things now so they could get on with their comic book. He pushed the stressful thoughts aside and tried to relax. He was going to have fun tonight. He deserved it after his week. And to think, he still had to get his stuff from Brian’s and still had to find a place to stay.

Stop it Justin, he thought. You’ll figure everything out. He found Emmett and Ted and made apologies for Ethan, promising they’d see him later. His eyes scanned the crowd for a particular face but to no avail.

“He’s in the backroom most likely,” Emmett whispered into his ear.

Justin nodded and sipped his beer. “You guys want to dance?” They made their way onto the dance floor.

 

The minute he exited the backroom, he saw Justin. He was laughing and dancing with Emmett and Ted, moving those hips in such a flirtatious manner. Brian felt his cock stir. He watched as Justin touched his chest as he danced, throwing back his head in the process. His sweet red lips looked so inviting. All Brian wanted to do was pull his ex-lover into his arms and make love to him right there on the dance floor. He ached for it.

What the hell was wrong with him? Pull yourself together Kinney, he thought. Don’t let this kid see how much this affects you. Besides, you don't fucking care. Remember?

Brian saw another blonde dancing with Justin and decided he wanted a piece of the action too. He eased himself between the two and put his arm around Justin. The kid smelt so fucking good. Using his tongue, he traced a line from the top of his ear to the lobe and then whispered, “So where is he?”

Justin immediately tried to get out of the embrace but Brian held him firmly in place.

“What’s the matter? Afraid he’ll come in and see you in my arms? But you don’t want me to stop.” Brian used his other hand to grab Justin's dick. “You want me to fuck you right here on the dance floor.”

Justin groaned. “Brian, stop. Please.”

“What’s the matter?”

“You’re hurting me.”

“You don’t know what fucking hurt feels like. Yet.” He massaged the blonde’s cock feeling it grow hard in his hand. “Let’s go home.”

As he grabbed Justin’s hand and started making his way to the exit, he felt Justin stop. He turned and saw how upset the teen was.

“What?” he shouted to be overheard over the music. “So now you don’t even fucking want me?” He laughed but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

“Brian-“

“Don’t.”

“Bri-“

“Don’t fucking tell me you’re sorry. Sorry is for losers.” He pulled Justin closer. “Are you a loser?” Justin allowed him to and felt Brian’s forehead pressed against his own. “Are you a loser Justin?”

Justin tried to shake his head but then felt Brian’s lips on his own, his tongue easily slipping into his mouth. Oh god. Such heaven. It felt like ice-cream on a hot summer day. Both guys groaned.

“Justin?”

Oh shit! Justin pulled away to see Ethan staring at him with a pained expression. He immediately pulled away from Brian. “I can explain.”

But Ethan had already started making his way to the exit. Justin started to go after him but Brian pulled on his arm. “Don’t go after him. Leave the little shit ‘cos you don't owe him a damn thing. Only a fucking loser would go after him.”

Justin stared at Brian before pulling his away. “Then I guess I’m a loser.”

Brian watched the boy run out before shaking his head. “But I’m the biggest loser of them all.” He muttered sadly.


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