Date: Wed,  7 Jul 2004 23:50:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Banky Edwards <moondawgy99@excite.com>
Subject: Justin's New Boy Part 6

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	<<This story contains graphic sex between males. If you are not of
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	I felt a light pressure on my stomach, then my shoulder and finally
my face. I opened one eye to see Ethan's cat standing on my cheek. It
looked down at me, then licked my face. "Shoo, Vulfram."

	The cat jumped away, leaving me alone with the now awake Ethan. I
was still curled up next to him, so I barely moved when we kissed. "I'm
glad you stayed," he whispered.

	"Why is that?"

	"So you could be the first thing I see when I wake up,"

	He brushed a lock of hair out of my face, then gently kissed the
tip of my nose. "What time is it?"  I asked him. He rolled over and
replied, "One forty two,"

	"I should go," I told him. "I have work tonight and I'm sure the
others are waiting for me at home.  I mean, I could stay for a while,"

	"No, it's alright," Ethan said, sitting up in the bed. "When can I
see you again?"

	I hopped out of bed and pulled on my jeans. "I'm not sure. I'm
starting work in the comic book shop next week and I'll still be working at
Babylon, so my schedule is kinda full right now. My nights end at two in
the morning and my day begins at ten thirty. I don't think there's any time
for..."

	"Me?"

	"For anyone, actually,"

	Ethan sighed and nodded, making me feel slightly guilty. "I'll come
back whenever I can. Even if I have to come at three in the morning,"

	Ethan slid out of bed and into his boxers. "Don't go out of your
way. I'm sure I'll see you when I'm supposed to see you,"

	I pulled my shirt over my head. "Don't sound so depressed. My
schedule won't be like this forever. I'm sure I'll have a night or two
off,"

	Ethan pressed his lips to mine. "Don't stress about it. If you have
time, then come on over and let yourself in. If not, don't think twice
about it,"

	I pulled on my shoes. "I'll see you later,"

	Ethan grabbed me by my belt loop and yanked me into a kiss. He let
go of me and walked to his violin, stringing out a beautiful tune as I
closed the door behind me. I could hear it all the way down the stairs. I
jogged back to my place and dashed up the stairs. I opened the door and
threw my keys on the table. "Hey, Michael. Em. I'm home!"

	I came around the corner and saw the two of them in the kitchen
with Justin. "Hey, Justin. How was the party last night?"

	"Where were you all night?" he asked.

	"Oh, really? That's interesting. Did Brian have a good time too?" I
replied, rolling my eyes. Justin didn't laugh. "I heard you were with
someone else,"

	"You know what, Mikey?" Emmett said, heading for the door. "I'm
really interested in seeing what Teddy's up to. Maybe we should go see
him,"

	"Good idea,"

	They quickly left the two of us alone. "Daphne said she saw you
leaving the caf‚ with some guy,"

	So that was the laugh I heard. I shrugged as I opened the fridge,
casually replying, "So, what if I did? Why is that such a big deal?"

	"Who is he?" Justin said sharply, slamming the refrigerator door. I
stood up and looked him in the eye. "Why does it matter to you?" I shot
back, almost shouting. Justin crossed his arms. "Because I want to know if
you're seeing someone behind my back,"

	I laughed, unable to believe the words that had come out of his
mouth. "Are you serious? Of all people, you, Justin Taylor, have a problem
about me seeing someone else?"

	"Why wouldn't I?"

	"Because! You're fucking dating Brian Kenney! He fucks guys left
and right, sometimes in front of you, from what I've heard! Why can't I see
someone?"

	"Because Brian doesn't date them and spend the night at their
apartment," Justin replied. "I can't change Brian. He's been fucking
everything he can since he was my age,"

	I walked into my room and pulled off my shirt. "So, because Brian
has been a slut for a long time, it's okay? I hate to break it to you, but
I've been doing the same thing for a while. You're not going to be able to
change me either,"

	"I don't want to change you. I want to be with you,"

	I threw down the shirt I had in my hand. "No, you don't. You want
to be with Brian. But, Brian's too busy fucking everything with two legs
and a dick to be concerned with you and your teenage notions of love. So,
you met little old me. And you thought to yourself, `Hey. He's hot, a good
fuck and he's single.  I'll play with him for a while.' Well, I don't like
being your toy, Justin. I care for you, but you're too busy sucking Brian's
asshole to realize it. Ethan actually cares for me in the way that I want
to be cared for,"

	I began rummaging through my dresser, looking for something to
wear. "Ethan?"

	"Yes, Ethan Gold. He's a musician at your school. He plays-"

	"The violin,"

	I looked at Justin, who had a shocked look on his face. "You're
fucking around with Ethan Gold?"  he yelled. I slammed the drawer shut. "I
take it you know him?"

	"Yes, I know him" Justin snapped. "I dated him and I don't want you
seeing him,"

	I barked out a laugh and walked past Justin. "Don't even try and
tell me who I can and cannot see.  You are in no position to push people
around,"

	Justin took me by my arm and spun me around to face him. "What's
that mean?"

	I squared my jaw and took a second to calm down. "You left me last
night. You had me dress up and you took me to a crappy foreign film at your
school and promised me dinner afterwards. Then, you ditched me for
Brian. For what? For a stupid advertising party. What did you expect me to
do? Come back home and knit you a fucking sweater? Better yet, I could
crochet you a condom holder! How about that?"

	I walked into Em's room and began looking for a shirt to wear. "You
are so full of shit,"

	I stopped. "Excuse me?"

	"You're full of shit," he repeated. "You think I like being stuck
between you and Brian? Why do you even think I'm in this position? Brian's
too preoccupied with his sexual overdrive to even think about making me
feel loved. So, I meet you and you blow me away. You're sweet, you're
funny, you're cute and you actually show emotion. I want to spend more time
with you, but... I mean, between school and Brian...  there's not a lot I
can do. I... I love you, Keiran, but-"

	Before I knew what was happening, I had turned and slapped
him. "Don't you EVER say that!" I screamed, scaring myself. "You don't mean
it, so don't say it! You've known me for a week! You don't even know me
well enough to know how much I care for you! If you did, you would see how
much you hurt me! Every time I'm dancing at Babylon and someone puts a
dollar bill in my shorts, I feel like I'm betraying you. I keep thinking of
how you told me that I don't have to use my body to support myself.  Every
time Saperstien bribes me into sucking him off or going to some party, I
want to tell him no. Because you've made me question the way I live,"

	"You're working at Babylon? After all of us warned you about-"

	"I know! I know, I know, I know, I know! And, I regret it every
minute I'm there! But, I need the money, Justin! I don't have Brian or my
mom or my dad to support me. I have me,"

	There was a long period of quiet, the only sound was my slight
sniffling. Sometime in the argument, I had begun to cry and I was trying to
reel that in. "When is this party?" Justin asked quietly.

	"Tonight,"

	He paused. "Don't go,"

	I scoffed. "Did you not hear anything I said? I don't have a
choice. If I don't go, Saperstien will take me off the bar and I'll be
making one hundred dollars a night. That's not an option for me,"

	"If you go, they'll... you'll regret it. I still do,"

	I found the shirt I was looking for and returned to my room, Justin
following. I pulled off my jeans, put on some briefs and then some
shorts. Justin pulled me to him, despite my efforts to get away. He kissed
me sweetly. "Stop," I sighed. He held me by my waist, kissing me
again. "Justin, stop."

	He stared me in my eyes and leaned forward, pressing his lips
against mine. I accepted for a split second, then pushed him away. "I said
stop!" Justin said nothing. He stood in my doorway, looking dejected. Then,
silently, he walked out of the front door. As soon as I heard it close, I
fell to the floor, bawling. I don't know how long I cried before Michael
and Emmett returned.

	"Keiran, we're home," Michael said as the door opened. I heard
Emmett gasp and he was soon sitting next to me, arms on my
shoulder. "Honey, what happened?"

	I took a deep breath and wiped my face. "Nothing,"

	"The last time I've seen anyone cry like this was when I took Mikey
to see Titanic,"

	"I did not cry!" Michael yelled from the kitchen. "Brian flicked
popcorn grease in my eyes!"

	I laughed a little. "Come on, babe. Tell me what happened,"

	"Justin and I had an argument. He doesn't want me to see Ethan and
he doesn't want me to go to Saperstien's party tonight,"

	"You're not planning on going are you?" Michael cut in, entering
from the kitchen. "You can't go to that party. He'll drug you and have all
his friends gangbang you until you can't walk,"

	Emmett looked at me, waiting for an answer. "I have to,"

	Michael groaned. "Keiran, you cannot do this. He's going to rape
you! And then laugh as all his friends do it, too! It almost happened to
Justin!"

	"I know it almost happened to Justin!" I yelled. "But, Justin had
alternatives. I don't,"

	"Look, Keiran. Honey. I know I told you to do whatever you felt was
necessary, but this was not one of the things I was talking about. There is
no two ways about this. You can't go to this party,"

	"I'm going,"

	"Keiran-"

	"Leave him alone, Em," Michael chimed in. "He said he's going,"

	Emmett sighed and hugged me tightly before leaving the room,
closing the door behind him. I stifled the urge to cry and scooted up onto
my bed. I set the alarm and quickly fell asleep.

	A few hours later, I awoke and dressed. I put on the shirt I had
borrowed from Emmett, slipped on some sexier underwear, pulled on a pair of
tight leather pants and put on my boots. I made sure I had the address to
Saperstien's and left, not bothering to say anything to Michael and Emmett.

	It took me a while to find the loft where the party was being
held. I had to work up my nerve before ascending the stairs and ringing the
bell. Saperstien opened the door. "Well, hello, Keiran. Don't you look good
enough to eat,"

	I forced a laugh and entered the party. There were hardly any
lights and the atmosphere was very subdued. I locked eyes with Avery for a
moment. He had been smiling when he saw me, but his expression dropped. He
began to walk over to me, but Saperstien put his arm on my shoulder and
guided me away from him. "Go ahead and get comfortable," he said. "Take off
your shirt, do a line or two. Talk to some guests. Have a good time,"

	I nodded and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it in a
corner. I noticed that there was already some sex going on in the
room. Quinn had his face buried in some guy's crotch on the couch. Seth and
Nick were on their knees in the corner, sharing a cock. On the loveseat,
Matt was being fucked rather hard.  I thought I could see tears, but I told
myself it was sweat. "You should join them," Saperstien said, startling
me. "They're enjoying themselves,"

	"I..."

	"Here. Do a line. It'll help you relax,"

	"I've never-"

	"It'll calm your nerves. Besides, if you don't, we'll have a
problem. Understand?"

	I nodded and followed the example of some guys that I had seen
earlier. I inhaled, trying to distract myself from the burning sensation in
my nose. Saperstien held the mirror up to me until I had done three
lines. "Here. Drink this,"

	I took the cup from Saperstien and downed it, suddenly parched. I
hadn't noticed until that point, but there was music playing. "I like this
song," I told Gary, moving my body. He smiled. "You go ahead and
dance. I'll be back in a few minutes,"

	I nodded, feeling tons more relaxed. I danced for a long time, then
headed over to Avery, getting felt up and pawned on the entire way over by
many guys I had never seen. "H... Hey, Avery," I greeted, feeling a little
off. He stopped talking to whoever and took me by my shoulders to a
secluded part of the room. "What are you doing here?" he asked. I
laughed. "I... am... here to... I don't know,"

	He held me up and stared into my eyes. "Did you snort anything?"

	"No... I just inhaled some stuff,"

	"How much of it?"

	"Not much," I giggled. "Just the... the en... the whole
thing. Three l... lines"

	"Keiran, you should go. Now. Just leave,"

	I managed to stop swaying long enough to shake my head, causing me
to lose balance and collapse. "I... have to stay," I said, slurring my
words. The room was moving in all sorts of directions, throwing me off even
more than the drugs were. "I... have to,"

	"Up you go, kiddo," Saperstien said, hoisting me off the floor. He
placed one of my arms over his shoulders, propping me up. "Let's go see the
rest of the place,"

	"Gary, let him go home," Avery said. "He doesn't need this,"

	"Shut up, Avery. I didn't ask for your advice," Saperstien
shot. "Besides, he wants to be here.  Right, Keiran? Don't you want to be
here with all your friends?"

	I nodded and tripped over my own foot, nearly falling. "See, Avery?
He wants to be here,"

	"I... will... bye, Av... Avery,"

	I stumbled into another room with Saperstien. Through my severely
blurred vision, I could see a group of people standing on one side of the
room making a lot of noise. I blinked a few times and I saw chains hanging
from the ceiling. Focusing even harder, I heard moans and groans coming
from the center of the group. A sling. Even in my stupor, I felt uneasy.

	"That looks like fun, doesn't it, Keiran?"

	"I... I don't..."

	"David's having a real good time, but he's a little tired. Maybe
you could give him a break,"

	I tried to object, but the drugs hit me hard. The room basically
did a three sixty and my knees wobbled. Saperstien held me up by my arms
and, before I knew what was happening, I was naked and being lifted by
several guys that I didn't know. I found myself in the sling, ankles cuffed
and held. I tried to object again, this time by pushing the men away with
my hands. They snatched up my arms and locked them up just like my
ankles. I was completely prone as I felt someone enter me. I couldn't
fight, so I let it happen. I don't remember when I passed out.


<<GASP! Wow. Riveting, if I do say so myself. More to come, kiddies. What
will happen to Keiran? What about Justin? Will Keiran be able to balance
himself between his two men? Will he ever be able to face Justin again?
FIND OUT! KEEP READING!>>