Title: A Trick For a Treat (sequel to Halloween Bag of Tricks) Author: Tina Pairing: Brian & Justin Rating: NC-17 Category: Humor, Sequel Summary: The rest of the night Disclaimer: If this were a utopian world they could belong to all of us, but it’s not, so they don’t. Sadly, they belong to Cowlip. Feedback: Would be worshipped like nothing else. Weird4182@yahoo.com My first time writing Brian & Justin sex! Yay me! ~*~ Justin smiled as he looked around the GLC. The committee had really outdone themselves with the spooky and realistic decorations, lots of food and plenty of carnival games and booths, even a haunted house. There were kids everywhere laughing and running around and most importantly having a fun. Justin laughed as his legs were suddenly tackled by a small, green colored figure. Gus looked absolutely adorable in his croc costume. Justin picked up the beaming Gus who immediately launched into an enthusiastic story about his and Dada’s adventure through the haunted house. Brian allowed a small smile to grace his face as he watched his partner and son interact. Justin was without a doubt Gus’ favorite person. Not that any of the other parents minded. Melanie, Lindsey and Brian were all grateful that Gus had Justin in his life. “So Dada, the eyeballs and brains scared you, huh?” Justin asked with a smirk. Obviously Gus had quickly informed him of Brian’s reaction to having his hand forced into bowls filled with various food items that were supposed to represent body parts. “Well, I didn’t want to get anything on my nice costume, did I?” Brian asked gesturing to the Captain Hook costume that Justin had earlier conned him into wearing. “Wouldn’t want to mess up my tights, right?” Justin rolled his eyes. Brian had been bitching about the tights since the moment he realized that they were part of his costume. “Brian?” Justin said softly to get his attention. Brian looked at Justin expecting some soft promise to be whispered of how Justin was going to make this travesty worth his wile. Justin’s face suddenly hardened as he uttered his next words. “Get over it.” At Brian’s surprised expression Justin continued. “Yeah you’re wearing tights. Big fucking deal. You’re also wearing breeches down to your knees over them. It’s not like your ass is hanging out…like mine.” Justin turned around and shook said ass at Brian to prove his point. His movements caused Gus, who was still in his arms, to giggle. Brian looked at that green lycra that molded to Justin’s ass, emphasizing every curve. He began to imagine all of the things that he’d get to do to that ass once they got home and Brian was suddenly very grateful that his costume that was loose and hid his now rock hard cock. Brian had to admit, that as much grousing he was doing, he was actually having a good time. Gus was so excited and having a blast, playing all the games and comparing costumes with the other kids. He had already played every game twice and had won 6 stuffed animals. Despite his height and stature, normal for that of a four-year old, but small nonetheless, Gus had proven to be particularly adept at the ball throw game, easily knocking the bottles off the stand with the baseball. Naturally, this caused Brian to begin bitching about his son becoming a jock. “Come on, Jus!” Gus squirmed to be let down and immediately latched onto Justin’s hand dragging him back towards the games. Brian watched them go and cocked his head as he saw Justin’s ass bounce slightly with each step. Yeah, Justin was definitely going to be spending quite awhile making it up to Brian once they got home. ~*~ The lights of Babylon swirled around the dance floor highlight all the scantily clad men in costume. Many ‘costumes’ seem to consist of a novelty thong with various animals or such on them and body glitter. Some were dressed in actual full costumes and most were hooking up and heading out, either to the backroom or somewhere else. Halloween around here was like the Leather Ball or Pride- everyone can get laid. Even Ted. Brian took a swing of his beer and grimaced. The shit that Justin could talk him into. Going to the GLC to spend the evening with Gus dressed like this was one thing. But to fucking come to Babylon? Brian rolled his eyes and thought for the millionth time that evening of how he was going to take his revenge out on Justin’s ass when they got home. The ass that was invading his thoughts was currently on the dance floor bopping along to the music with Emmett, who was also dressed in costume- as Tinker Bell, much to Gus’ delight earlier. Further proof of how full of shit Justin was. Emmett’s costume was obviously not one that could be found on last minute notice if he had planned to dress as Captain Hook, not that Brian had believed it. How many stores exactly have a Tinker Bell costume on hand in a men’s Tall anyway? Brian took another sip of his beer and glanced around. He took note of all the appreciative looks he was receiving, not that he was surprised. Even in as horrid a costume as this or, Brian shuddered, tights- he still looked good. He looked around and also noticed that many men’s eyes were glued to the dance floor. One particular person on the dance floor. One particular person that the spotlight happened to be trained on, as well as the one whose image was being shown on the screen. Brian noticed that practically every guy had his eye on Justin, who danced away oblivious. Justin always looked his hottest when he danced, getting completely lost in the music, so it wasn’t that Brian could really blame them. Oh, wait- yes he could. They should know by now that that particular person had an ownership label on him. ‘Property of Kinney’ had been practically tattooed on the boy’s ass since his first trip to Liberty. Yeah, it wasn’t visible, but who the fuck didn’t know that? Brian glanced down at his blond again and to his relief, saw that the boy was still dancing with Emmett in the center of the floor, slightly away from the crowd. He didn’t like the thought of someone encroaching on his territory. Almost as though his thoughts were heard, someone broke through the swarm of bodies and reached for Justin. Justin was abruptly swung away from Emmett and stumbled against the large form now holding his arm. Before he could even register what had happened, Brian was there in a flash. “Fuck off! He’s mine” Brian pulled Justin firmly against him and grabbed his ass possessively. Brian was still facing the aborted suitor and didn’t see Justin smile brightly over his shoulder at his pronouncement. Emmett smiled back and mouthed, ‘He’s so yours, baby!’ ~*~ Brian stood in front of Justin and stripped off his costume slowly. He saw as the lust in Justin’s eyes grow as a new piece of flesh was revealed. Once he was naked, Brian reached for Justin. He removed his cap and ran his fingers through Justin’s long locks. His grip tightened in them and he firmly yanked Justin’s hair back and gave his neck a long lick. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that the shimmery powder that Justin had covered himself in tasted like honey. Brian licked and nibbled more at his neck enjoying the flavor of honey and Justin’s sweat. Justin smiled and made a mental note to thank Daphne in the morning for lending him her Kama Sutra Honey Dust. Brian moved his hands to Justin’s waist and made short work of removing his belt. He slowly unbuttoned and removed Justin’s tunic, kissing his way down and was pleased to find that Justin had also applied the powder to his chest and stomach. Brian got on his knees and helped Justin remove his slippers. He was faced with Justin’s hard dick, still encased in the tights. Brian gave it a firm squeeze through the fabric and felt Justin jump in surprise. Standing up, Brian pushed Justin onto the bed and quickly rolled him onto his stomach. Brian gently peeled the tights off Justin’s body. He licked his lips as that perfect ass came into view. Brian ran his hands over Justin’s ass, barely touching the smooth globes, before grasping the cheeks and diving into the inviting hole with his tongue. He licked, nibbled and sucked on Justin’s hole, reducing him to a quivering mass of flesh. Brian worked his tongue into the tight hole and Justin began working his hips back and forth to fuck himself on the slippery appendage. Justin’s hips worked frantically, going faster and faster working himself quickly towards his orgasm. Brian realized how close he was and pulled away. Justin groaned at the loss, wanting to come so badly and Brian chuckled at the sound. Brian grabbed the supplies from the nightstand and sheathed his cock and covered it with lube. He thrust into Justin, entering him completely with one stroke. He had been thinking about this all night and had worked himself into quite the state of horniness. Brian began a frenzied pace, thrusting into Justin hard and fast. Justin pushed back on each thrust and tightened his hole each time Brian pulled out, making Brian moan at the sensation. Brian felt his orgasm approaching and as he continued to pound into Justin, he reached around to jerk his cock. The added sensation threw Justin over the edge and he came all over Brian’s hand. The feel of Justin’s hole clenching on his cock, made Brian cum quickly, filling the condom to capacity. Brian lay on top of Justin to catch his breath, before gently pulling out and rolling over to dispose of the condom. He lay on his back and looked at Justin how mirrored his position. Brian leaned over and kissed Justin deeply, exploring his mouth with his tongue. When he pulled away, Justin smiled brightly at Brian before speaking. “I always knew Captain Hook had a thing for Pan. Older men always go for that younger twinkie type, don’t they Brian?” Brian quickly rolled on top of the laughing Justin and began what would be an entire night of sexual torture and payback. The End. Happy Halloween! 10/31/04 |