Foretold: Cliff, the Edge, the Precipice JUSTIN I checked on Brian. He was sound asleep snoring lightly. As much as he needed a shower he needed rest more. I pulled the comforter more snugly around him. There wasn’t much to do. Eve had taken the bathroom hamper with her. She’d gotten his medicine and bought a few groceries. I sliced the chicken fillets and vegetables Eve had bought and made a chicken soup. Brian and I could eat on it for a few days. I checked on Brian several times during the evening replacing the covers he seemed to kick away from him in his sleep. I ate and cleaned up the kitchen. I watched TV for a little while but there wasn’t much on to hold my interest. Around 1:00 a.m. I checked on Brian again. He was still sleeping soundly. I realize Brian was out for the night. He was sweaty and a little smelly. I managed to get him to swallow his medicine. It took some maneuvering but I was able to get Brian’s clothes off. He mumbled a little and groaned but he did roll when I asked him to so I could get his clothing off. I placed a towel under his body to protect the sheets from getting wet. His body was flushed and sweaty. I brought a small container of water to the bed and sponged Brain’s body off using his favorite soap. I didn’t worry about putting him on his pajama bottoms. Brian usually slept in the nude anyway. I just pulled the sheet and comforter over him. I took a quick shower. Set the alarm, cut off the lights and joined Brian in bed. I couldn’t remember many nights falling asleep next to Brian and fucking not being part of our evening. Well, this was one of them. As soon as my body hit the mattress Brian rolled behind me spooning me. He threw his arm over my chest and his legs entwined with mine. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my shoulder before burying his face in my hair. “I missed your smell. You feel good,” he moaned. “So do you,” I replied. He pulled me tighter against his body and his body went slack. I had so missed being this close to Brian. Being this intimate with Brian. It was these moments with Brian that I treasured most. Not the times when we were fucking each other’s brains out or the orgasms that were so intense that for a moment time stood still, it was these moments. The soft sweet, quiet moments. These were the moments that let me know it was more than sex. That I was special in Brian’s life. I was important to Brian Kinney as a person. For a while I had forgotten that. I wouldn’t forget it again. I snuggled closer to my lover and fell asleep. I woke up the next morning sweaty and damp. My hair was practically plastered to my head. The bed sheets were damp. I realized that Brian’s fever had broken during the night and he’d drenched us both in his sweat. I squinted my eyes at the light streaming through the window. I shielded my eyes with my hand as I looked around at the familiar surroundings and the familiar smell wafting from the warm damp body entwined with mine. The hard dick pressing insistently and urgently against my hip was a welcoming good morning. Even sick Brian’s libido was in overdrive -- as always. I lifted my head off his chest and was captured and held by his smoldering hazel eyes. “Hey,” I smiled. Even with his hair damp, sticking all over his head and his body smelling a trifle ripe he was the most beautiful and sexy man I’d ever seen. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he croaked. His voice was deep and husky with sleep and hoarse from his illness. His gruffness didn’t faze me. This was Brian Kinney a man not used to being ill, needing or depending on anyone. I understood his irritability. He hated that he needed someone to care for him. “Taking care of you.” He stared at me intently for several seconds before asking, “Why?” It was a simple question but I knew our entire relationship rested on how I answered this one question. “Because I love you.” “It wasn’t enough before,” he stated quietly. “Before I was a stupid, selfish and immature Drama Princess acting out because I didn’t get words.” He snorted sarcastically, “What’s changed?” “Now I understand words don’t always express a person’s real feelings. Now I know they are just that – words. Only actions express a person’s true feelings. I want the actions that express I’m loved more than I want the words.” Brian still stared. His expression didn’t change. I was hoping I was getting through to him. Hoping that he would understand I meant every word I said. “How do I know you won’t leave….again?” I could tell by his expression how painful it was for him to ask that question. To show me his vulnerability. As much as I wanted to assure him I also had to be truthful. “You don’t.’ I could see his face drop. His brows knitted together in consternation. Before he could utter something sarcastic I rushed on. “You can’t be sure anymore than I can be sure you won’t hurt me again or purposely push me over the, Cliff, the Edge, the Precipice. I can only hope that when you push me, you’ll also be there to catch me. I can only assure you that I’ll never pull another Drama Princess fit worthy of an Oscar and walk away from you again without talking it out with you. Without giving you the respect you deserve as my lover, my companion, and the person I love. What we had before wasn’t enough Brian. I couldn’t take the threesomes. I should have told you that instead of letting it fester inside me. I’m not asking that you stop tricking or engaging in threesomes and orgies, I’m just asking that you don’t include me. When I’m fucking you…when I’m with you, I want you all to myself. I don’t want to share you with another.” I held my breath not sure if he would accept what I’d just said. What I had just basically asked for. “Okay. I can give you that.” I let out a sigh of relief. I didn’t know how much I was worrying about his response to that one condition. “Then can we be together again as BOYFRIENDS?” I threw this one out there. If he said no labels I’d accept that. I knew I didn’t really have a right to try to corner him in to giving what we were attempting to establish a title. Brian wasn’t big on labels unless it was something he bought. He smirked at me and arched those perfectly shaped eyebrows, “I guess you are my *boyfriend* in a non-defined, non-conventional way.” I could accept that. My face hurt I was smiling so hard. Brain just continued smirking at me and shaking his head, “I knew you were going to turn this into one of your Drama Princess moments,” he griped. I launched myself at him. I tried to devour his lips but he turned his head quickly and my kiss landed on his cheek. “Don’t,” he warned. “I don’t want you getting this. I’m not getting over this just to spend my spare time trying to nurse you back to health. You’ll probably spend the entire time whining.” I smiled as if he wasn’t whining enough for both of us. Since I couldn’t do what I wanted which was sink my tongue in his mouth and savor his taste I rained kisses all over his face, neck and sucked on his carotid artery. It was one of Brian’s many pleasure points. Brian and I ground our hard ons together enjoying the friction of pubic hair rubbing together. I allowed this to continue for a few minutes before I broke it off. Now was not the time. Brian needed to take his medicine. I pulled back and tried to disentangle myself from Brian. He leaned forward and gripped the back of my neck dragging my forehead to lean against his. “I want to spend the next few days fucking you into the mattress. Do you have any idea how much I want to feel your pink tight hole gripping my dick.”? I smiled at him. “No where near as much as I want you to fill my ass with your cock,” I breathed against his lips. This was our foreplay. One of the ways Brian and I got off. The talk. The dirtier, the more explicit the better. “Maybe after you’ve taken your medicine, had a shower and a little rest we can have an early evening. It you rest all day perhaps you’ll have enough energy to fuck me in the mattress tomorrow.” His voice was hoarse and deep not only with illness but with lust, “I’ll fuck you into the mattress tonight.” I knew Brian wanted to push it. I knew I’d have to make him rest tonight. Brian always thought he was invincible. The idea of being too weak to fuck was an alien notion to him. It would be up to me to drain him so he could sleep. And there’ was nothing like a blowjob to do the trick. I wouldn’t argue with him. I’d let him think what he wanted for now. “Until tonight why don’t I take you in the shower and give you a little sample of what’s to come.” ---------------------- I felt like I was dealing with a petulant child trying to get Brian to take his medicine. He was feeling better and didn’t see a reason why he should take it. It took some time but I finally convinced him to take the dosage. It hadn’t take much convincing or effort to get Brian in the shower. I sighed in contentment as my soapy hands roamed over his body. I washed and conditioned Brian’s hair with his favorite shampoo and conditioner. I was now slowly sliding a soapy sponge over Brian’s body, between his legs, cupping and massaging his balls, stroking his hard cock. I loved the gruff throaty moans my actions elicited from him. Brian was leaning against the shower glass for support and I was leaning against his body. As usual with us in the shower we both had a hard on. Brian’s head was thrown back and throaty moans escaped his lips. Brian’s hands were busy. He trailed his fingers through my wet hair, gliding them over my body. He tweaked my nipples until they were hard and throbbing. The shower glass was steamed and it wasn’t just from the hot water. We couldn’t kiss each other on the mouth but our lips and tongues were everywhere. Brian had found the sensitive spot right between my shoulder and neck and was nibbling on it. I knew I’d have a passion mark there that would linger for days. Brian’s right hand gripped and stroked my dick as his left hand cupped and massaged my balls. Brian was too weak for the energized fucking we both wanted to indulge in but this slow languid foreplay was the next best thing. Brian knew my body so well. He knew all my pleasure points. Hell Brian created my pleasure points. He touched and caressed and teased each pleasure point. With each stroke of my dick and massage of my balls I drew closer and closer to the cliff until I tumbled over. My cum shot hot in long hot thick white jerks covering Brian’s hand and chest. As good as it was this wasn’t the same intense orgasm I’d have if Brian’s long thick cock was buried deep in my ass. This was a slow, languid orgasm that took off the edge with promises of more. I finally got my breathing under control, opened my eyes. They locked with Brian’s hazy lust filled gaze. “Now it’s your turn,” I moaned. I dropped down gripping his hips pulling him forward licking my cum from his stomach. I knew how he got a kick out of me feeding off my own spunk. I swirled my tongue around in his navel lapping up my juices before I dropped to my knees. The curly hairs of his pubes tickle my nose. I inhaled Brian’s musky spicy scent. This was the scent that haunted my days, my nights, and my dreams. This was the scent I wanted to smell for the rest of my life. If Brian was up to his normal strength and stamina I would have made this blow job long, tantalizing and brought him to the brink several times and backed off. This was not the time. Brian needed a quick pleasurable cum and I was going to give him one. I engulfed Brian’s dick in my mouth and set a fast pace. Brian’s dick hit the back of my throat and an agonized moan of pleasure escaped his lips. I reached around and my fingers played in the cleft of his ass. His dick slammed in and out of my mouth slick with my spit and his pre-cum. I licked the head and let the tip of my tongue circle and lapped the slit. Brian’s ragged breath came in quick harsh gasps. Brian grasped my head and thrust into my mouth urgently. I knew I needed to give him relief. I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked strongly, massaging his balls, as my finger penetrated the first ring of muscle in his ass all simultaneously. It was enough to push Brian over the cliff. Brian let out a deep harsh groan as his thick salty cum spurted in my mouth. I savored the taste, the flavor of his cum as it swirled over my taste buds. This was the taste that I had missed. The taste that was etched on my memory. I leaned my head on Brian’s thigh and looked up at him. “Maybe that will hold you until tomorrow,” I said totally satisfied. Brian smirked down at me running his fingers through my hair, “Don’t bet on it.” After the shower Brian literally crashed. I got him into his black silk pajama bottoms before he fell asleep. I covered him up. And called Eve. She didn’t answer her home number. I left a message. I wasn’t sure if she was working so I dialed her cell number. --------- EVE I had the most talented twin submissives catering to my every need. They were both 6’0” tall, dark brown hair, green eyes. My newest fetish in men. First we did a threesome. Well a sorta threesome. Lucky fucked Luke and I fucked Lucky in the ass with my special 10-inch black gold tipped dildo. Then we moved on to the main course. My pleasure. Today my need was simple -- simultaneous oral stimulation of both my pussy and ass. Only one rule. No dicks allowed in any of my orifices. The guys were doing an extraordinary job fulfilling my needs and following the rule. I was giving my sling a major workout. My knees were in the stir-ups stretched wide open to accommodate Lucky’s head between them. Luke was at my back his talented tongue administered exquisite torture to my quivering hole. My head was thrown back, I gripped the chains hanging from the wall tightly and gritted my teeth to keep from screaming in pleasure. And that’s all it had been about for the last couple of hours. My pleasure. Getting my needs met. I hadn’t thought anything about Lucky and Luke’s needs since the moment they walked through my door. My breathing was harsh, erratic. The moment was upon me. I was almost there. The Cliff, The Edge, The Precipice. I was ready to jump into the blinding light of my orgasm that was fast approaching when I heard my cellular telephone ring. I wanted to ignore it but I just couldn’t. That particular line was reserved for family only. I leaned over and snatched the telephone off the table temporarily jarring Vance and Vince from their goal. Within seconds they had both latched back on to me like leeches. Gripping my hips to hold me steady to their sensual assault. I was beginning to have a whole new appreciation for leeches. Other than realizing it was Justin on the line I wasn’t giving anything he was saying much attention. My pleasure-hazed mind was concentrating on something else. I finally heard Justin repeat his question. I tried to get my mind off my clit and asshole and concentrate on Justin’s voice. “I need to get out and do some last minute Christmas shopping. I don’t want to leave Brain alone. I thought maybe you could drop by and sit with him while I’m out. Do you think you can come?” I sucked my breath through my teeth as Lucky’s talented tongue flicked my clit in just the right spot and Luke’s tongue flattened out and vibrated inside my hole. Did he think I could *cum?* Was this some kind of sick joke? Hell if Justin left me alone I most certainly could. Then it dawned on me that Justin wasn’t talking about that kind of *cum.* Still I answered, “I’m about to now.” Justin seemed perplexed, “Eve what are you talking about? Are you coming or not?” My breath was choppy and harsh as I answered, “I’m cumming now and I’ll come over there later.” I clicked end just as my orgasm spiraled around me and pushed me over the Edge. ------------------ JUSTIN I held the telephone listening to the dial tone that signaled Eve had disconnected the call. I wondered if she was feeling okay. She sounded out of breath and spacey. Nothing she said sounded very lucid. And what did she mean coming now and I’ll come later? A smile lifted the corners of my lips. How could I have been so stupid? Eve was fucking one of her tricks. Daphne said she kept a bowl that she tossed marbles in to represent the number of men she’d fucked. Daphne told me the bowl was almost at the rim. From the sounds of it she was adding another marble to the bowl today. “What the fuck are you smiling about?” Brian grumbled. “Whom were you talking to?” His hair was bed ruffled and he moved sluggishly to the sofa and slumped across it. I followed him and curled up next to him on the sofa. His hands cupped my ass and pulled me close to him. I was distracted as his hands roamed freely over my sweat pants covered ass. He nibbled and licked on my ear. “You didn’t answer my question?” I wondered how Brian expected me to think when he was touching me like that. I leaned up and balanced my hands on his chest. “I was on the telephone with Eve. She was a little distracted.” “And that made you grin like an idiot?” I playfully punched him on the shoulder and he groaned like a little baby. I leaned over and kissed his shoulder. “I was grinning because I interrupted her.” Brian stared at me willing me to tell him everything. I let out a sigh. Brian never liked to build up to anything unless it was an orgasm. “I asked her to come over and when she didn’t answer right away I asked again. She said something like I’m coming now. I think she was fucking.” Brian laughed his chest rumbled beneath my fingertips. “That’s sounds like something she might say.” Oddly the fact that Brian knew Eve so well didn’t bother me. I leaned in and rubbed my smooth face against his unshaven cheeks. I love Brian’s *five o’clock shadow.* I loved to feel it against me. I usually paid for it in red marks but it was well worth it. I especially loved the feel of it between my thighs and against the smooth cheeks of my ass. Brian guessed my thoughts. Maybe he just read the lust on my face. He gripped my ass and ground his cock into mine. “Tonight,” he promised. I wanted to agree but I could see the strain around Brian’s lips and the glassiness of his eyes. He still needed time to rest. His mind was willing, from the long thick dick pressing against mine even his body was willing but at this moment his stamina wasn’t back at full strength. I nuzzled his neck. “We’ll see. Brian since I’m going to be here at least until after Christmas can I get a few decorations?” I was prepared for Brian to refuse my request. I knew how much he hated the holidays. He let out a resigned sigh, “Maybe a small tree or something.” He held up his finger in warning, “None of those tacky singing lights or Santa’s, got it?” I took his finger and sucked it into my mouth, “Got it.” ----------------------- I was still dressing when the knock came. I ran out of the bedroom to answer the door. Brian was stretched out on the couch watching a court TV show. An afghan in garish colors Debbie had knitted for his birthday covered him. He hit the remote to mute the sound of the TV. I pulled open the door. Eve and Daph sauntered in. Eve was twirling a pair of sunglasses in her hand. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Eve when she wasn’t dressed to impress. Her hooded cashmere coat was trimmed with fur and she wore matching fur trimmed gloves. She wore a body hugging short red suede dress that barely skimmed the top of her slim thighs with matching suede thigh high boots. Even in a dress that many women would consider past revealing Eve looked elegant. Her hair was combed backed off her face. Her only jewelry was a pair of simple gold hoop earrings. Her makeup was muted except for the shiny red lipstick. She and Daph reminded me of how Brian and I looked together. Brian was always impeccably dressed and I wore whatever I found clean and available. Daph was wearing her blue hooded Parka over an orange, blue and yellow-stripped fitted sweater with a pair of faded jeans and her favorite black boots. Her thick curly hair was loose. She had on a pair of gold stud earrings and her only makeup was clear lip-gloss. Eve stretched up to kiss me on the lips, “Looking good Sunshine,” she said as she sauntered in. Daph punched me in the arm as a greeting and said, “Is your ass sore yet?” I laughed, “Not yet.” “Give him a few hours and it will be.” I hoped Daph was right. Eve tossed her coat, gloves and purse in a chair. The back of her dress was non existent. The dress was cut into a deep V all the way down to her waist. I didn’t know what Eve and Daph had planned for later this evening but I think Eve had on her *fuck wear.* Eve walk over and stood in front of Brian. His eyes roamed up her body, “What are you all *whored* up for? Daphne laughed and I bit my tongue to keep from joining in. Brian’s Irish charm certainly wasn’t working tonight. Eve propped her hands on her slender hips, “What the hell burrowed up your ass? Since you are in a pissy mood I know it wasn’t Justin’s dick?” Daph and I both laughed at them. It was like watching an older version of us. I leaned over and kissed Brian on the temple, “I won’t be long,” I promised. He massaged my neck, “Don’t over do it.” I gave him a mischievous smile, “I’m not promising anything.” I stood up and grabbed my coat. “Eve there’s soup and salad in the fridge and bread on the counter. I should be back in a few hours.” Eve stopped glaring at Brian long enough to talk with me, “Oh, by the way you both owe me and Daddy big time. Daddy was able to convince Aunt Deb not to come over until Christmas Day, but I promised her you’d stop by the diner today and give her an update on Brian. AND with Ben’s help we were able to guilt Mikey into the same condition. But I did promise Mikey that I’d tell you to call him. Christmas Dinner is being held here. Aunt Deb said they should all get here about 3:00 p.m. Aunt Deb said don’t worry about the food they are bringing everything with them.” “Shit,” Brian groaned. “The only plans I had for Christmas was fucking Justin.” Eve gave a devilish smile, “You still can if you don’t mind an audience.” Brian glared at her while she looked at him innocently. “So, I hear you were fucking earlier today. How was he?” Brian smirked. Eve shrugged nonchalantly. “*They* were good, very good. Three T’s. Twins with Talented Tongues.” “Ah, Lucky and Luke. You are right. They are good.” Eve looked at Brian in amazement, “Is there any man in the Pitts you haven’t fucked?” “Not many,” Brian boasted. I shook my head as Daph and I left. I was leaving Brian in good hands. --------------- EVE I pulled off my boots and flopped down on the floor next to sofa. The sound was muted but Brian was watching one of those annoying court shows. I always wondered where they got the guests. “So, you are spending the Christmas with your Grandparents? How are you feeling about that?” I turned around and folded my arms on the sofa and placed my chin on my arms. “I’ve thought about calling and canceling a thousand times. I don’t know if I’m ready for this. Meeting their family and friends. I don’t know if I’m up to that. Hell, I threw up this morning which means I’m either catching your dick of a flu or I’m nervous about going to my grandparents.” Brian reached down and ran his long slender fingers through my hair before lightly gripping my chin in his hand. “Everything will be fine. I guarantee that your grandparents are more nervous than you are. Hell what do you have to be nervous about? You are EVE! Men want you and women want to be like you. Shit every lezzy within 100 mile radius of the Pitts is sniffing at your skirts.” “Yeah, Brian but this isn’t about being a great fuck or being popular. This is about love, respect and pride. I want my grandparents to love me, respect me and be proud of the person that I am.” “And they are. They love you and they are proud of you and they want all their friends and family to know it. That’s why they invited you for Christmas.” “What if I do something embarrassing? What if my grandparents’ friends don’t like me?” I knew I was letting my insecurities show but I didn’t care. This was Brian. He wouldn’t judge me. “Fuck your grandparent’s friends. You don’t have to impress them. They need to impress you. None of them are worth the time you take to spit.” I smiled. Kinney always knew what to say. I lifted Brian’s hand off my chin and placed a kiss in his palm. “Thanks, I needed that.” I grinned. Brian was right. He had really lifted my mood. Then of course he ruined the moment. “Besides you are focusing on the wrong thing. With your track record you should be more concerned that you haven’t fucked one of their friends or one of their friends’ sons. It’s really no big deal unless you find it unappetizing looking across the table at a man that once had his head buried between your legs.” “Thanks, Kinney. I never thought about that,” I said sarcastically. He smirked, “Glad I could help you put things into perspective.” I couldn’t help but laugh. Kinney reached under the pillow and pulled out a jewelry box. “Let’s get this over with. Since you won’t be here for Christmas you might as well have this now. You know I’m not much into giving gifts.” He tossed the blue Tiffany’s box to me. He did it so fast I almost didn’t catch the box. I pulled out a simple 18-karat gold friendship knot bracelet. I ran my fingers over the bracelet. It was so beautiful. I slipped it over my wrist. I knew if I made a big emotional scene about the thoughtfulness of the gift it would make Brian uncomfortable. I leaned in and kissed Brian on the mouth making a loud smacking noise. ”I knew you were pussy whipped,” I teased. Brian scoffed, “The day I’m pussy whipped will be the day I can kiss my own ass.” I retrieved my purse and fished Brian’s gift out of my pocket. I dropped down next to him and gave it to him. It was in a simple black box embossed with the Antique dealers seal. Brian scooted up and propped a pillow behind his back. He opened the box. “Fuck! I was going to order one but I though it was too pretentious even for me.” He lifted the gift out the box and inspected it. It was an antique 18K Gold Corvette Logo Key Chain beautifully detailed with the official Corvette logo. He laid it back in the box. “Now, whose whipped?” He asked playfully. I pinched him. “Ouch,” he moaned. “Well behave. What did you get Justin for Christmas?” His eyes took on a wicked lustful gleam. “A set of sheer jock straps. I want to suck his nuts through them.” “Do you ever think of anything else?” I asked. “Do you? He countered. I pursed my lips in thought. “Okay, Kinney you got me on that one. Why even bother buying the jock straps. You’ll probably tear them in your rush to get them off him.” “Ah, true. But the anticipation of seeing his fine ass in them will be well worth it.” Brian was getting tired although I knew he’d never admit as much to me. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. I studied him. His skin was looking better. He still had light purple smudges under his eyes but his skin wasn’t as waxy and shallow as it was when I took him to the doctor. Still he looked beautiful and sexy. I believed Brian could be a homeless man on the street and still be beautiful and sexy. My eyes trailed down his body taking in the love bites on his neck, chest and one near his right hip, “So, have you fucked him yet? And the blow jobs and hand jobs you gave each other in the shower doesn’t count.” Brian’s lips curled up into a devilish smile, “How do you know we did anything?” “Because you are in a better mood than you were in yesterday and…..both of you are wearing love bites. His smile widened, “I haven’t fucked him yet. He threw his arms over his eyes. “Maybe if I can get some energy.” I looked at the pouting expression on his face. Kinney was like a kid that was being denied his favorite beloved toy. Which in a way was true Justin was his favorite beloved. I squeezed his thigh and stood up heading to kitchen. I warmed up the soup Justin made rummaged around until I found a tray. I placed the two bowls of soup, spoons, and two glasses of juice and loaf of bread on the tray. I grabbed a bottle of water and his medicine. “What you need is to take your medicine, eat and get some rest. Maybe later you’ll have enough energy to make love to him.” “Hmph,” was Brian’s only answer. He balked like I knew he would but he finally took his medicine and ate some of the soup and bread. Brain didn’t eat much even when he wasn’t ill. I cleaned up after we ate and we settled down to watch TV. I wanted to watch the Sci-Fi channel and Brian wanted to watch business news. We ended up watching one of the Discovery channels. I must have dozed because I felt Brian shaking my shoulder. “Eve come up here,” he ordered. He opened his arms pulling the afghan back. I climbed in beside him. Brian adjusted himself on the couch threw the afghan over both of us. I placed a kiss on his chest. “Thanks,” I mumbled into his warm skin and dozed back off. I hadn’t been sleeping well the last few nights. I’d been very nervous and anxious about going to my grandparents. Plus the long hours of the radio show, recording my Christmas special and the added personal appearances had all played a part in keeping me awake. I snuggled closer to Brian let out and unladylike snore and went back to sleep. --------- DAPHNE Today had been hectic but great. Justin stopped off at the apartment and grabbed enough clothes to last him until after Christmas. We stopped and picked up Brian’s gift. It was a green Prada tie Justin said reminded him of the color of Brian’s eyes. We picked up a pine tree that couldn’t have been anymore than 5 ft. tall. Justin said he promised Brian not to over do it. Then it was Big Q for lights and ornaments. Finally we stopped at the Diner where Emmett, Ted, Michael and Deb pestered us about Brian. I thought for a moment that Michael was going to ignore everyone’s warning and storm over to Brian’s and take over his care but Ben was able to convince him it was not a good idea. Justin and I exchanged gifts at the diner. Justin gave me a charm bracelet and I gave him ColdPlay’s CD. As we were eating our lemon bars I broached a subject with Justin that had been troubling me since Heather came in town. “Justin how did you know that you were Gay?” He shrugged, “I guess when I realized I preferred seeing a man’s cock and ass to seeing a woman’s tits, pussy and ass.” I shook my head and sipped my drink before blurting out my fears, “IthinkIwanttohavesexwithEve.” Justin sputtered his soda spilling over his lips. He quickly wiped it up with a napkin, “What do you mean *you want to have sex with Eve?”* I took a deep breath. “Sometimes when we are together I just want to touch her. Maybe be with her…I don’t know. I’ve been having all these strange feelings about Eve and I don’t know what to do about them. What they mean. Justin reached out and covered my hand with his, “Then I suggest you talk to Eve about your feelings. If anyone can help you it’s Eve.” I nodded I knew he was right. I had to talk with Eve about this. After we gathered the shitload of food Deb fixed for us to carry back to Brian we left the diner. We arrived back at the loft around 4:00 p.m. I was driving for a change. When we went out together Eve usually drove. Today we were in my car. I stayed in the car and waited on Eve to come down. --------- JUSTIN I slid the door open. Eve and Brian were both knocked out on the sofa. I studied them. Brian and Eve reminded me so much of Daph and me. I spent many days and nights falling asleep on the sofa with Daph while watching TV. Eve stretched and opened her eyes. She smiled when she saw me standing there watching them. “What did you do buy out the store?” “No just a few gifts and some Christmas lights and ornaments. How has he been feeling?” Eve sat up and pulled on her boots. “Fine. A little grumpy but then that’s just part of his Irish charm,” she joked. I laughed with her. “ Well, Sunshine I’m outta here. Daph and I have plans for the evening.” I hoped Daph talked to Eve about the conflicting sexual attraction she was having for her. Mostly I hoped it didn’t ruin their friendship. Eve slipped on her coat and picked up her gloves and purse. “Oh, this is for you.” She placed a small-embossed jewelry box in my hand. I opened it up. It was a nipple ring with B&J intertwining. “This is too awesome!” She leaned up and kissed me on the lips, “Glad you like it. I gotta go.” “I don’t have your gift here. It’s at Daph’s.” “I’ll have her drop me by and pick it up.” She motioned her head towards Brian. “Take care of him Sunshine. He needs it.” “I will.” I watched as she sauntered out the door. The telephone started ringing before Eve pulled the door shut. I locked the door and set the alarm. I had no plans of going out again tonight. I picked up the telephone on the second ring. “Hello.” “Let me speak to Brian?” Mikey demanded. “He’s asleep.” I told him as I shrugged out of my jacket. “Well wake him up. He’ll want to speak with me.” “I will not wake him up. When he wakes up I’ll tell him to call you.” “If you don’t wake him now I’m coming over there.” I shrugged although I knew Mikey couldn’t see me, “Sure come on over. You’ll just be outside banging on the door. Brian changed the locks on the door and I can assure you I won’t let you in.” “Dammit I need to speak to him. To make sure he’s alright.” Mikey’s voice was getting higher each time he spoke. I knew soon it would be in a high-pitched whine. “Mikey, Brian is sick. He doesn’t need company he needs to rest.” “Then what are you doing over there. He certainly doesn’t need to fuck,” he said nastily. I let out a weary sigh, “I’m taking care of him.” “Believe me Brian would much prefer if I was there.” “After the blow job I gave him this morning and the hand job he gave me excuse me if I disagree with you.” Mikey’s voice hit a high-pitched whine, “You are not there to fuck him! You are supposed to be taking care of him!” “When it relates to Brian they are one in the same.” “Why don’t you leave and let his friends take care of him. Where is the fiddler?” “He fell off the roof! I am the only one that’s gong to take care of Brian. I’m his boyfriend and his lover and I’m back in his life. Get used to it Mikey.” I hung up the telephone and cut off the ringer. ------- DAPHNE I watched Eve as she came out the door. Eve wasn’t beautiful. Her features were too strong, too striking. She was more than beautiful. No one could see her and not remember her features. The contrast of those startling gold eyes against her dark skin, the beauty mark, the jet-black hair the petite trim body. Eve was not easy to forget. She told me she had a surprise for me for a Christmas gift. Eve was leaving tomorrow afternoon and we wouldn’t see each other again until the day before New Year. Her Dad was spending the night with her so they could spend Christmas Eve together before he drove her to the airport. I followed the directions Eve gave me until we pulled up in front of the tattoo shop. I cut off the engine and turned to look at Eve. She stepped out the car and leaned in looking at me, “Come girl. Time to be bold.” I let Eve lead me into the tattoo shop. This was her gift to me. I had been talking about getting a tattoo for ages but was afraid. Eve came with me. I picked out the ankh. The Egyptian symbol for life. I decided to get it on my shoulder since it wouldn’t mean exposing too much of my body. I followed obvious heavily muscled, tattooed, body pierced woman to the back of the shop. She had to chairs facing each other. I took off my shirt for once glad I’d worn a bra. I straddled the chair resting the side of my face on cold leather my arms draped over the back of the chair. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the pain. I watched in amazement as Eve straddled the opposite chair and took the same pose. “What are you doing,” I asked. “I decided I needed another tattoo,” she told me. “I think I like the one you picked out.” I couldn’t believe it. I gave her a goofy grin. I reached out and entwined my fingers with hers. “You won’t laugh at me if I cry?” I asked as I heard the buzz of the needles. The woman doing Eve’s tattoo was a tall rail thin woman with blue hair, black lipstick and a pierced eyebrow. I squeezed Eve’s fingers tightly. “Here we go.” I tried to relax. I’d heard that tattoos could be a little painful but nothing prepared me for the first painful tingling sensation of the needle on my skin. I tried to focus on everything but the worrisome pain but I wasn’t doing a good job. I’d never been good with pain. I looked at Eve. Her mouth was in a thin line. She was bearing the pain. I don’t know what got into me. Our heads were so close. I could see the pupils of her incredible golden eyes. I was just drawn to her. I didn’t even have to lean forward much. I closed my eyes and my lips touched hers. At first it was just one of the platonic kisses we’d been giving each other. I changed that. I flicked out my tongue and touched her lips. I felt her start but she didn’t pull back instead she open her mouth a little to let my tongue slip through. Eve’s mouth tasted so different from the men I’d kissed. It was warm and moist and tasted sweet and spicy. I thought that Eve wouldn’t do anything but let me experiment. I was wrong. Her tongue entered my mouth slowly. Slipping past my lips entering my mouth bit by bit. Her tongue was bold and aggressive without overwhelming me. I felt her hand gently lay against my cheek caressing it as her tongue caressed the inside of my mouth. The kiss was soft and urgent. She licked the roof of my mouth before tangling her tongue with mind. No one had ever kissed me like Eve was kissing me. Although I knew she was in control I also knew that at anytime she would relinquish a little of that control to me. It was exhilarating. Eve was a great kisser. She finally broke the kiss. Her tongue tracing my lips before pulling my bottom lip between her lips and sucking gently. Our foreheads touched. I realized I was breathing erratically. The kiss had effected me more than I thought. It was the most intense and erotic kiss I’d ever shared with anyone. I opened my eyes only to have them held captive by Eve’s golden stare, “We need to talk,” she said softly. Thankfully it didn’t take long. Before I knew I had the instructions in my hand and Eve and I were walking out of the shop. I was a little nervous. I didn’t know how to explain my feeling to her or what had just happen back in the shop. I put the keys in the ignition. Eve’s hands covered mine stopping me. I turned to face her. “What was that Daph?” I realize there was no anger or shock in her voice. Just curiosity. I shrugged at first. I didn’t know where to start so I just blurted out what I was feeling. “Do you even find me attractive?” I knew my voice quivered. Eve trailed her fingers from my cheek in to my hair. Her hand massaged my scalp. “I think that kiss in the tattoo shop should answer that,” Eve let out a sigh. “Daphne, we’ve always had a sexual spark between us. It’s been there from the moment we first met. That’s what first attracted us together. Then our attraction veered into another direction. In the direction of friends. Daph, I love you more than anyone I’ve ever known. Even more than some of my family members.” I knew I was grinning like an idiot, “More than Heather?” Eve tweaked my nose affectionately, “More than Heather. Daph, you are much more important to me than Heather.” ‘Why?” I prompted. “Because you are my friend. I feel comfortable with you. I’m totally open with you. I don’t try to sugar coat what I’ve done or more so *who* I’ve done. I don’t have to worry that your feelings will get hurt because I fucked some nameless tongue and dick. That’s what most men are to me. With Heather I have to be on guard not to say anything that will hurt her feelings about the men I’ve fucked. I’ll always feel a little guilty because I can’t give her the commitment that she wants. That I’ll never be able to give her the commitment that she wants.” For a long time Eve just looked at me. I could tell from the expression on her face she was weighing her words carefully. She didn’t seem surprised by my revelations. May be she had seen this coming. “Daph you know I love you as a friend. I don’t think you really want and intimate relationship with me. I think its more the case of *straight girl living in a queer world.* Your best friend and the man you love is Gay. The one woman in his queer circle that you hang out with fucks men but also has a relationship with a woman. You feel a little left out. You want to experiment. Find out what it’s all about. That’s understandable. It’s natural. That’s what I think your feelings are coming from….curiosity. There’s nothing wrong with that.” I frowned at her. I felt like she was trying to dismiss my feelings. Before I could voice my thoughts she continue talking. “If you want more than a platonic friendship…I can give you that. But understand more comes with consequences.” I was intrigued, “What type of consequences?” “Consequences that may change our friendship.” “How?” “If we make love Daph I won’t be your girlfriend. I’m not good with relationships. I don’t want one. If I make love to you Daph, the next day I’ll be fucking one of my tricks. I can’t give you a fantasy happily ever after. What I can give you is a few hours of pleasure and if you want we can repeat that on a regular basis but understand *never* will I stop fucking men. Never will I commit to a relationship with you. So, it’s up to you where we go from here. If we risk our friendship for passion. I value your friendship. I don’t want to jeopardize it.” Eve paused to take a deep breath, “Is a few hours of pleasure worth jeopardizing our friendship? Once we leap off the Cliff, the Edge and the Precipice there is no going back. You tell me Daph do we leap or not?” -------------- BRIAN I woke up a little groggy. Justin was burrowed against my side on the sofa. His head was pillowed on my chest his arm thrown over my stomach. I had my arms wrapped around his slim chest. The loft was dark except for the twinkling multi colored lights on the Charlie Brown Christmas tree sitting on top of one of my end tables. A white lace tree skirt and brightly colored gifts were placed around the base of the tree. I remembered Justin coming in dragging a tree and bags. He was so excited. He was going on and on about the diner and everyone saying hello. I know he gave me my medicine and for once I took it without griping. I don’t remember much after that. My throat was still a little sore. The nagging body aches, nausea and headache was gone. And better I didn’t wake up sweaty that meant the fever was gone. Justin probably wouldn’t catch this. I still didn’t feel like I could run an hour on the tread mill but the weakness has subsided. I squinted at the clock it was a few minutes after 3:00 a.m. Christmas Eve. I smiled wickedly. I did promise to fuck Justin on Christmas Eve and I always kept my promises. I shifted until Justin was on top of me. “Humph?” he mumbled in his sleep. He didn’t get the rest of his words out of his mouth. My lips locked with his my tongue entering his mouth. I could taste the sleep on his tongue. It should have been gross but it tasted so good. I broke the kiss my lips trailing down his neck, bare chest and pushing his sweats pants away so I could engulf his dick in my hot mouth. Justin groaned, grasped my hair and pulled me closer to him. I deep throated his dick making it wet and slippery with my spit. “Damn, Brian I’m about to cum!” I had to try to slow Justin down or this would be over with before we started. I slid back up his body stopping to flick his nipples into hard pebbles before my tongue penetrated his mouth mimicking what I wanted to feel my dick doing to his puckered hole. Justin was out of control. He was burning up in my hands. He was impatient. I could feel his hands fumbling to push my silk pajamas down my hips. He wanted me inside him. “Slow down, Sunshine or it’ll be over before it’s started.” “I don’t care Brian. I just want you inside of me!” I knew it was up to me. Justin was moving too fast. I didn’t even have on a condom. Justin’s legs were up around my waist trying to guide my dick inside his ass. I was too far gone myself to taste his ass. To drive my tongue inside him and make him scream in pleasure. That would have to wait until later. I reached in the bowl on the table and quickly pulled out a condom I opened it. Justin took it from my hand and was sheathing my dick as I squirted lube in his hole. I slipped a finger inside his hole. Justin moaned in pleasure. He tried to impale himself on my dick but I was still attempting to prepare him. “I don’t won’t to tear you. Just take it easy. Let me get you ready.” I breathed in his ear. “Please Brian, Please. I need you inside me.” I couldn’t resist his pleas. In one thrust I was sheathed in his tight hole. We both moaned at the pleasure. I tried to go slow to measure my thrusts. It was impossible. It had been so long. And Justin was so good. DAMN he felt so good. Hot and tight. I couldn’t. Our flesh slapped together. I gripped Justin’s hips as I thrusts in him over and over again. I wasn’t going to last. I was way ahead of Justin. I could feel the blinding red hot pleasure behind my eyelids. Our lips were locked in a heated kiss. Our tongue mingling and entwining with each other. I came in a hot rush of red. I screamed Justin name as my cum shot inside it’s latex cover. As soon as my breathing returned to normal I broke the kiss skimmed down Justin’s body and engulfed his dick in my hot mouth. I covered it with spit, licking and sucking. I deep throated it once and his knees put my head in a vice grip as he screamed, “I love you.” His cum filled my mouth as his thick wad shot down my throat. Justin had just and I had just toppled over the Cliff, the Edge the Precipice and there was no turning back.