A/N: At last we have reached our conclusion as scripted by our plot bunny. I am just along for the ride. =) I hope you enjoy our ending. Again, I advise as I did on my last update of 'Leaping into the Fire' I will no longer be posting my stories on this site. If you want to continue to read them you will need to find them on my LiveJournal account. If you don't have an account there, it's very simple to sign up. Hope to see you there. If there are any questions regarding this decision, please feel free to message me. As always, thank you for your support!

Chapter 8: Conclusion

Justin removed himself from the trick, pulling off the condom faster than he had ever done previously; wincing in his haste to be finished. No way he was going to be late. Of course, going close to the specified time might not be such a bad idea. It wouldn't hurt the arrogant, and masterful Mr. Kinney to doubt the end result. As if that were even a remote possibility, Justin scoffed to himself. Brian always knew where he stood - in every situation. Brian would have instantly read him tonight, and knew exactly what Justin had been wanting... what they both had been so obviously craving.

Fuck... he was shaking now that he was so close to realizing his dream. Back with Brian - at long last. He had always hoped for it, but never dreamt it would be realized; at least not so quickly. The biggest mistake he had made in his life had been walking away from Brian. Thank God, for this second chance. He didn't want to do or say anything to mess it up now. Moving away from the trick, without a glance, totally focused on reaching Brian, he shook his head in confusion when the trick grabbed his arm trying to detain him.

"Hey, where are you going? I thought we could go back to my place... make a night of it," nameless fuck told him with a undeserved, cocky grin.

Justin's face scrunched up in an expression that spoke volumes. The man had lost his mind if he thought for one moment he would leave with him, and not Brian. Backing away Justin answered, "Sorry, I have to go now. Ummm, thanks though."

All but running towards the exit, Justin dodged everyone who tried to stop his progress. Brian had not given him much time, not at all. He had expected him to finish with the trick, compose himself once again, get through the masses of bodies, and make it out into the parking lot in under five minutes. Brian was either extremely anxious, or he had just wanted Justin finished with the trick... immediately. Justin liked to think it was a little bit of both. What was he going to say to Brian? His words were very clear - he wanted Justin to convince him as to precisely why he should take his ass back. It's not like he could answer: Because, I'm hopelessly in love with you, my sexy beast. Justin giggled with that thought, as he imagined Brian calling him a pathetic, lesbianic twat.

Justin gasped when his progress was halted by an arm pulling him backwards against a hard chest, and an even harder cock... pulsing against his ass. Justin began to struggle to gain his freedom, desperate to reach the man that was awaiting him outside when he felt that hot breath on his neck... instinctively knowing, without even looking - exactly who had him wrapped within bands of unyielding steel.

"I see you was going to meet your deadline, Sunshine. That's one point for you," Brian purred against the side of Justin's neck... licking a path to Justin's ear, in the process inflaming the both of them.

Swallowing with supreme difficulty, Justin whispered, "I thought I was meeting you outside, Brian."

"Mmmmm, yes... merely just a test. I had to make certain your interest was piqued. Now, onto some more practical experiments to make certain we are indeed still physically compatible," Brian purred against Justin's ear, taking a generous nip that made Justin not only moan, but go weak in the knees as well.

Turning around to face his gorgeous tormenter, Justin shakily responded, "I thought you wanted to talk."

"Oh, I do want to talk to you, Sunshine. But, let's be realistic. All the talking in the world won't matter... if we are not still in sync in other ways." Brian growled, as his eyes fastened hungrily upon Justin's lips.

Justin smiled at him knowingly. "Do you really have any doubts about that, Brian?"

"Hmmm, perhaps not. However, I am a very practical man. I require all theories to not only be tested, but proven as well," Brian drawled, as he swooped closer to outline Justin's lips with his tongue.

"Well... far be it from me to hinder you from experimentation. What exactly did you have in mind, Mr. Kinney?" Justin squeaked out a whisper under the hot lash of Brian's scorching tongue.

Brian pulled back as he looked at Justin closely, assessing him, paying particular attention to Justin's full and luscious lips. Then, he snagged his arm around his neck... leading him towards the backroom. They walked silently, neither one's eyes seeking out any of the other men present. Brian went deep into the back, much farther than Justin had been previously, before bracing himself against the wall, pulling Justin forward to almost fall against him. Brian grasped the back of Justin's neck, yanking it forward to mash their lips together. Not a tentative kiss, or even an exploratory one. This was a kiss of primal need. A desire that had been denied for too long, and was now escalating out of control. Brian's tongue took immediate possession of Justin's mouth, not asking for permission, but reclaiming what he had always known to be his.

A mouth that Brian Kinney never intended to lose again. But, he wasn't going to make it too easy on his boy. He was going to work for it. And, when it was finished... before they left Babylon; Justin would know without a doubt exactly where he belonged - now and always.

Releasing his mouth after several minutes of fucking it with his tongue Brian growled, "Your first trip back here didn't count, Sunshine. However, this one will be put to much better use. Your first test is very begin by proving to me that your mouth is still the best cock sucker in all of Pittsburgh."

Brian reached his finger forward... stroking the lips that would soon be engulfing his cock; providing Brian the ultimate of pleasure - one he had never found with another man in the same way as he did with Justin.

Justin smiled at Brian, sucking Brian's finger into his mouth... watching as Brian's eyes darkened with hunger at the deliberately provocative gesture. Reluctantly he released his suction on Brian's finger to go down on his knees, uncaring of the condition of the floor. Justin slowly lowered Brian's zipper - never taking his eyes away from Brian's all too transparent face as he did so. Flickering his eyes down to stare hungrily at the large, beautiful cock he had so desperately missed, Justin began to move into position. One he had feared he would never assume again.

"It would be my pleasure, Brian. I only hope that I can live up to your expectations," Justin whispered heatedly, his eyes lustily caressing Brian's engorged cock. Without any delay, Justin's tongue immediately vaulted out to fully capture the underside of Brian's cock... curling it underneath as he used it to completely engulf him inside of his hungry mouth. Justin moaned in a low hum against him when he heard Brian groan out his pleasure, and respond by sinking his fingers deeply into Justin's blond hair. Justin lifted his eyes to Brian's glazed ones as he sucked Brian in rapid fashion, knowing only too well what Brian wanted when he was this much in need. Brian wanted a quick release from a hunger that had been building for too long. And, Justin wanted to give him that release... craved to be the one, the only one who could make the legendary Brian Kinney lose control.

Brian arched his head back against the wall, his fingers clenching and unclenching in Justin's hair as he hissed, "That's it, Justin. Fuck... you give the most exquisite head."

Justin smiled against Brian's cock, sucking stronger, faster... taking him completely into his welcoming throat. All it took was a few well placed stabbing motions of Justin's tongue into Brian's weeping slit for Brian to release into Justin's welcoming throat. Brian's chest heaved as he shallowly breathed in and out, as the last drops trickled into Justin's mouth. Justin felt euphoric once again knowing that incomparable taste of Brian.

Brian tugged on Justin's hair as he motioned for him to stand. "Come here, little twat."

Justin licked the last remnants from his lips, as he fluidly rose to his feet... pressing his body flush against Brian. He whispered against Justin's mouth, "Yes, still the hottest mouth this berg has to offer."

Moaning, Justin closed the distance, kissing Brian with all the feeling that swelled within him. For once, not holding anything back. Uncaring if Brian could see the love that was flowing from within him, only knowing he had to have this man back in every way possible... no matter what Brian's conditions. Knowing now, as he had never known before one simple fact. He was incomplete without Brian. He would never be happy without Brian as a central figure in his life. He loved Brian, but most of all - he needed him. For long moments their tongues tangled together, both relearning the textures that had never been forgotten by either of them.

Then, without warning... Brian swiveled Justin around until he was facing the wall. He lowered his lips to Justin's ear hissing his intentions. "One more test, little boy... to fully determine that we are still physically compatible. The most important one of all - even more so than the taste test. The ass test. Think you are up to the task, Sunshine?"

"Oh yes... I think that I am more than up for it," Justin gasped as Brian swiftly pulled down his pants far enough to have undeterred access to his ass.

Brian wasted no time, swiftly ripping open the condom package, securing it onto his cock...one that was already rubbing itself along the crack of Justin's ass. Brian used one hand to generously slather lube on his latex sheathed cock, knowing he did not have the patience to finger fuck Justin with the lubricant first. Not this time. It was going to be fast, and frenzied. They both moaned as their bodies were once more nearing their long awaited joining. Brian growled as his cock began to slide into the much remembered tight hole that had no equal of any ass - ever.

Justin braced his hands against the wall as Brian thrust deeply forward, sheathing his entire length inside of him. Already, Justin could feel his cock leaking from Brian's initial penetration.

Brian instinctively knew it too. He reached with his other hand, firmly grasping Justin's weeping cock... pulling at it as he continued to pound into Justin's hot, inviting hole. Brian hissed against Justin's ear, "Still the tightest, most perfect ass I have ever fucked. Mmmmm, what you do to me, boy. When we leave here - I am going to fuck you all night long. You won't be able to crawl out of my bed tomorrow."

Determined to give back as good as he got, Justin taunted him. He wiggled his ass, pushing it back against Brian's cock, elated at the responding snarl that escaped Brian's panting lips. "Promises, promises. Let's see you deliver on them, Stud."

"You never learn do you, twat? For every action... there is going to be a reaction. Now, this is mine-," Brian hissed as he rammed Justin deeper than he had ever done before, totally without mercy... bent on escaping into the ecstatic bliss he could only reach within him. Slamming against Justin's prostate with each deliberate pass, moaning as Justin's tissues continued to squeeze him. "Oh, sweet fuck, yes. All fucking night long."

"Bri-an, I am not gonna last much longer," Justin gasped between hitched breaths.

"Good. That's exactly how I want you. Hot, and cumming... for ME," Brian growled as he made that final stab against Justin's prostate that sent them both hurling over the edge, both screaming out their ecstasy, unaware of the jealous eyes eating up their performance.

Brian reluctantly pulled out of Justin, discarding the condom... noticing the eyes that averted from them immediately. He smirked as he remarked, "Seems like we were the floor show."

Justin blushed in embarrassment as he answered, "It's not the first time."

"Now, before we go any further than this, we need to lay some ground rules - again," Brian told him.

Shaking his head in denial, Justin placed his hand on Brian's cheek... gazing deeply into his eyes. "Not necessary, Brian. The previous rules we agreed upon still ring true - for me. Now that I understand what you want from me, I can accept you as you are."

"I was under the understanding that you knew all of this before," Brian commented.

Justin nodded, "Yes, in part, I did. But, I never understood how those tricks were just fucks. Meaningless, and forgotten once they were gone. You never treated me like that. You always came home to me - you were always there for me, no matter if I could see it then, or not. I know you always wanted it to be me... at the end of the night. So, I accept that you are going to fuck other guys, as long as it's my arms that you want to fall asleep in - me that you want to wake up to, the rest don't mean shit."

"Well... this is quite an epithany you have realized, Sunshine," Brian drawled, more than pleased with Justin's growth, and optimistic about the future with the only man he wished to call partner.

"It's something I have given a great deal of thought about during the time we were apart," Justin admitted.

Brian frowned, lowering his eyes to mask the pain he knew would be revealed in them. He raised them briefly, hesitantly as he made the demand that was not open for negotiation. "One thing you must promise me, Justin."

"What's that?" Justin asked him, watching him searchingly.

He lifted his pained eyes, letting Justin see the torment within them; for the first time feeling safe to reveal it to him. "Promise me that you will never play violin music in my presence again."

Justin felt his heart swell. Brian loved him whether he could say the words or not. He was telling him that now, in his own obscure way. Solemnly Justin nodded, "I promise."

"Well then, let's go home, Sunshine. We have a lot of fucking to catch up on - and, I don't want to waste another night," Brian told him before catching Justin's mouth in a quick, devouring kiss... drinking the younger man in, committing his taste to memory - once again.

As they walked outside of the pulsing beat of the thumpa thumpa of Babylon, Justin smiled when a familiar sight caught his eye. He grabbed Brian's hand dragging him away from his car, towards the light that was beckoning him.

"Ummmm, twat... the car is over there," Brian said needlessly pointing to his car. "What are you up to now, little boy?"

Justin leaned up against the spot that started it all. The lamp post that had led the face of God to him.

Brian arched a brow, knowing full well where they were at, and how significant this would be to his ridiculously romantic blond. He leaned forward, kissing Justin softly before pulling him into his chest. Once again, Brian was allowing Justin his lesbianic moment, uncaring of how doing so changed him even more. Justin was happy. Brian had him back. Nothing else mattered beyond that.

Justin smiled up at Brian, typical beaming Sunshine smile, well in place. "This is it, Brian. The place where I forever lost my heart. I had no idea at that precise moment, but that's exactly what happened."

Brian smiled, almost tenderly down at Justin - amazed at the sheer perfection of him. He didn't know how he became so lucky for this boy to love him so much, but one thing he did know - he didn't want it to ever change.

As they made their way home together, they both knew that no matter what the future may bring they would still have this special moment in time. Sure they would make mistakes, perhaps even forced separations at times, but the end result would always be the same. They belonged together, and that is exactly what they always would be - two souls forever entwined together.

The End