Final Chapter

***Three Months Later***

Justin stepped through the door that Brian held open, his eyes instantly searching the large hallway, immediately trying to commit his new surroundings... and his home, to memory. "Home sweet home," Justin whispered, his footsteps carrying him into what he assumed to be Brian's study.

"Yeah." Brian was momentarily speechless. Even though, he'd spent the last few months in Pittsburgh, attentively at his side as Justin was given a clean bill of health, and assisting him in preparing for this move to New York, Brian still found himself amazed they were here now. It had been a dream for the two years prior to Justin awakening. There had been times he'd given up all hope. For the first time in his life, he had been a believer in miracles. "So, what do you think? Do you like it?"

Turning to Brian with a beaming smile on his face, Justin rushed to tell him - "I love it. Actually, I loved it from the time you first told me about it. But... the reality of it is so much more. I can definitely see us living here."

Brian moved closer, his steps not stopping until he was toe-to-toe with the blond beauty he wanted so much. "That's good..." Brian murmured huskily. "It took two years to get you back; I don't intend to go without you again."

Justin linked his arms around Brian's neck, his eyes filled with love and promise. "I'm not going anywhere, Mr. All-American."

Lowering his head, Brian's lips brushed over Justin's, a sigh of contentment, and all around feeling of rightness making this moment all the more special and one he knew he'd always remember. The last few months had been torturous at times. As he'd watched Justin in his visits with the doctor, he had endured the constant reminders of the time they had lost, and the reality of how much worse that could have been. Keeping his hands off of him during their visits, and after he had been released, had been agony. He hoped that wait was about over. Never had he wanted a man so badly... and for certain, never for such a long amount of time. It was his hope that Justin would be ready for him soon. Unable to disguise either his desire, or his vulnerability at the thoughts of what might have been, Brian whispered in a raw, almost broken voice, "I can't believe you're here... that we're here."

Clutching onto Brian tightly, Justin pulled back, laying his head on Brian's shoulder, a soft sigh escaping him. "I can't begin to imagine what you went through these last two years. I hate that it took so long for me to come back. I'm just hoping that pain goes away in time. Speaking of... what about Brandon? Will you ever talk to him again? I mean, now that you know he wasn't always in his right mind."

Shaking his head, Brian placed his finger flat against Justin's lips. "I told you. That's over, Sunshine. The future is all that matters, and, I have a feeling it's going to be a good one. I don't want to spoil this first night home talking about Brandon. I get that his untreated bipolar disorder caused him to make some bad decisions... but, it can't all be so simply excused away. It will take time before I can even consider talking to him. Time is the best solution for me and my brother."

"Okay. I won't push you. That will always be your decision." Justin found himself in complete agreement regarding their future, he realized he didn't really want to dwell on any negativity. Life had given them far too much of that already. "We're together now - really together. That is all that really matters."

"I couldn't agree more." Quirking a brow, Brian asked him, "So, Sunshine... would you like the grand tour now?"

Justin gave the appearance of thinking about that for a moment, before his smile transformed into one that promised the most sensual of delights. He began to run his finger up and down the front of Brian's shirt, his eyes heating as he watched the flames beginning to smolder in the beautiful hazel eyes that had been in his every waking thought since he'd been freed from the coma that had kept them apart. "I'd like that - later. For now, there's one room I'd really like to see."

Brian growled. The boy had better be on the verge of putting him out of his misery, and not playing a wicked, teasing game. "Which room did you have in mind?"

"Well, the master bedroom sounds very promising." Justin began to separate Brian's shirt from the buttonholes, getting to the skin beneath all that presently mattered. "Unless you have a better starting point..."

His eyes glittering, Brian looked off in the direction of the blazing fireplace. "We're all alone in the house; I gave the staff the night off. It's your choice... but, I can lay out a blanket in front of the fire... or we can go upstairs."

"I don't need a blanket." Justin's voice was almost petulant. "I just need you-"

"You have me, Justin." Brian rolled his lips under. "However, I'd prefer not to give your hot little ass a case of rug burn for our first time."

First time... How he had waited for this moment. He couldn't believe the time had finally come. Justin blushed, he couldn't help but to visualize Brian moving in and out of him. He had seen Brian in action on countless occasions, but, being both the recipient, and the man Brian loved, the images of what was to come danced unceasingly before his eyes. "I'd rather not have that, either. And, being my first time, I'd rather it be in your bed. There's plenty of time for making love in front of the fire."

Brian was amazed that he didn't flinch or rebel in some way about the 'making love' reference. In truth, that was exactly what it would be - whether he verbally acknowledged that or not. "Let's go, then." Brian's throat was hoarse, a passion too long denied consuming him. "All that matters is that I have you. I've never wanted a man this fucking badly..."

"Take me to your room, Brian. Our room... Feeling you inside of me will be like a celebration of life - one that neither of us thought would ever happen."

Placing his arm protectively around Justin's waist, he led him in the direction of the staircase. Now that the decision had been made, he didn't want any further delays. "A celebration of life. Yes, that's exactly what this is."

Justin slowly, yet steadily ascended the staircase, his eyes constantly drifting to the sight of the man he loved - the one that he had always loved. He didn't have one doubt about this step he was about to take. His happiness centered around this amazing man. Tonight was just another step in their journey together. Justin didn't have a doubt in his mind or heart. This was where he was meant to be - where they were destined to be. His dreams were finally close to being realized.

His attention rapt on the intense expression on Brian's face, Justin eagerly allowed Brian to push him down onto the mattress. Body straining and pushing against the naked body that was more than any gay man could dream of, Justin whimpered as Brian's mouth moved down his chest, an audible moan escaping as Brian's lips closed over one nipple, his teeth and tongue equally engaged in torture and effecting a relentless arousal. "B-Brian... please," Justin gasped, barely able to speak, breathing already becoming fast and unsteady.

"Oh, I intend to, Justin." His eyes were darkened as he looked up at his hot little blond, his mouth continuing his determined descent. "I believe it's my turn to return this favor; I can say it's a pleasure I've been fantasizing about for the past two years."

"Fuck!" Justin groaned, as Brian's mouth moved to slowly engage his pulsing cock. He wouldn't be able to withstand much of this torture - of that, he was more than certain. "God, Brian... Now isn't the time for this prolonged torture!"

Brian opened up wider, his throat swallowing up the entire girth, instantly reflecting that was saying a lot. He was delighted to observe just how well endowed his beautiful blond had turned out to be. In every aspect, Justin was a surprise and perfect package. Each discovery he made only made him want to know more - without a doubt, each one only made him want more. His mouth feeding voraciously on the cock he had long ached to explore, Brian sunk his fingers into the flesh of Justin's ass, the only thing spurring him along being the fact that his cock had craved that special place for far too long. It had been much longer than the two years Justin had been unconscious; in truth, it had been from the moment the spirited blond walked through their shared dorm room. This night had been a long time in coming - he wasn't going to rush, or waste any much anticipated moment.

Justin's fingers dug into the mattress beneath him, his head arched back as ecstasy began to assail him. The combination of Brian's suckling, licking, and slight nibbling, was sure to send him over the edge. It was a release that was a long time in coming, and one that he wanted more than any other. Justin's hips began to tilt slightly forward, breathless little moans slipping effortlessly through his lips, the pleasure that was beginning to overtake him causing his mind to be numb, and barely coherent. "I-I can't last, Brian."

Having no intention of letting his precious blond deny this particular pleasure, nor missing out on the delicious taste of Justin's full release, Brian increased his suckling motion, his tongue sinuously sliding around Justin's dick... making certain they both enjoyed the full experience. Once he began to hum, he not only felt the vibration of his own throaty growls, but, the ones caused by Justin's contracting dick as well. Brian lapped him up like a starving man over the most bountiful of banquets, never doubting - this was a feast of the mind, body, and soul... and one he would want to repeat on a daily basis.

Pumping his orgasm out into the welcoming, and intensely hungry mouth, Justin released his tenuous grip on the sheets, and instead, reached out to clasp around the slick skin of Brian's back, his body stretching to feed Brian the meal he was so determined to have. "So g-good, Brian."

A growl was Brian's answer, his tongue lapping up every last drop like a starving jungle beast. He felt exactly that with this delicacy in his arms. He would never have enough. Reaching under the pillow, he grabbed for a condom. "Put it on me." When Justin stared at him uncertainly, Brian urged him, "Go on. Slip it on my dick."

Brian smiled lustfully as he felt Justin awkwardly sliding the condom on. He celebrated in the knowledge of Justin's inexperience. Knowing he would be the first - and, if he had anything to say about it - the last, to fuck his beautiful and perfect ass, he would be the happiest of men. Reaching for Justin's legs, he lifted them over his shoulders, almost instantly, squirting the lube into Justin's hole, mindful to slather some on his sheathed cock as well. He smiled when Justin slightly recoiled from the feeling, the most carnal of smiles curving his lips. "Don't worry. It'll heat up."

Biting at his lip, Justin queried, "It's going to hurt... isn't it?"

Working his fingers into the tight opening, Brian grimly nodded, before smashing his lips onto unsuspecting ones, devouring Justin's mouth as his fingers began to prepare the way for his cock, more than anything, hoping this part of the process didn't take very long. As renowned as he was for his fortitude, he didn't feel it right now. All he wanted to do was fuck the living hell out of his blond, making the boy know in no uncertain terms how much he was both loved and desired. Releasing the lips that were now swollen from his intense possession, Brian answered his question. "Yeah. It's all part of it."

Justin nodded, his body slightly tensing when Brian removed his fingers and started slowly siding inside, unable to keep from tightening up at that first full push. "It hurts, Brian. It really hurts..."

Brian leaned forward, gently lowering his lips onto Justin's. Going slow and easy was driving him crazy... but, causing this man unnecessary pain and suffering was even more abhorrent to him. "Just relax," Brian breathed into Justin's mouth. "Push back out against me. Once I'm all the way there, you'll feel a moment or two more of discomfort... and then, the pleasure is yours for the taking. Let me get us there..."

Forcing himself to relax, and listen to what Brian told him, Justin grasped onto his lover, adoration shining in his eyes. "I trust you, Brian. Always and forever - I trust you."

In that instant, Brian found the means to slow his pace. His heart expanded at the look of unconditional love on Justin's face. If he were to really think about it, the look had always been there. Justin had always loved him. If anything could make this moment more special, knowing that did. "I love you, Taylor..." Brian blurted out roughly, knowing it was much more than being in the heat of the moment. On all counts - it was true. He loved this little fucker almost beyond bearing. He intended to spend the rest of his life proving that to him.

"Fuck me, Brian. I want to feel it all - nowwww." Justin's voice was almost pleading, his need and love for Brian making the discomfort less prevalent, his impatience to explore it all driving him towards the full experience now.

Brian smiled. He could feel the readiness in Justin, both emotionally and physically. As much as he had resented it at the time, he was glad they had waited until now. Justin deserved a man that was capable of committing to him on all levels. He might not have seen that at the time, but now, it was a blinding reality. Brian made that final push forward, his lips lowering once again to fully capture the panting lips beneath him. Kissing Justin was euphoric. He wanted their lips joined when he came. As he rocked his hips into Justin's, Brian quickly realized his desire would be realized.

Unable to believe it to be possible, Justin felt himself continuing to push against Brian's measured thrusts, astounded when he found yet another release. As he slowly came back down to earth, he wondered if it would always be like this... and if it would be, had he been missing out on this all of these years. He hadn't realized he had spoken his words aloud, when Brian chuckled as he tossed his condom into the trash can. "What's so funny?"

"Not funny really. No, it's not typically this intense. I won't lie to you, though. It's usually good, but, this was amazing. There isn't anything comparable from my past with what happened here tonight."

Justin beamed. That pleased him all the more. "I'm glad... and even more than that, I'm so glad I waited for you, Brian."

Brian kissed Justin deeply, his arms reaching out to gently pull his precious cargo on top of him, his hand sliding up and down Justin's back, his other hand tangling in the soft and silky blond strands. Huskily, he whispered, "I'm glad you waited too. Perhaps fate played a hand in making me grow up more quickly than I might have done... not that I'm sure I believe in things such as destiny."

Shrugging his shoulders, Justin laid his head back down on the pillow, his eyes searching out the beautiful hazel ones that would always symbolize beauty to him. "It just wasn't our time yet. We started out unsure if we could survive under the same roof, to a point where we became the best of friends. I think it gave us a good foundation."

Arching a brow, Brian teased, "Are you sure you don't aspire to be a philosopher instead of an artist extraordinaire?"

Playfully, Justin elbowed him, his tone only slightly reprimanding him. "Hardly. You know I'm right."

"Yes, you are, Sunshine. There were times when our friendship drove me crazy, but, I don't regret a single moment of it. It strengthened our connection... and, with all we went through - we needed that." Brian closed his eyes, as his mind and body relaxed. This would probably be the best night's sleep he had enjoyed in the past two years. Not only did he have his best friend back, but, he had the man that would be his partner for life.

In the end, one simple realization was apparent to both men. Their lives had briefly crossed paths as young adults, but, as fate would have it, they were brought together again later. When life failed them, they were given yet another chance. Now, they truly had it all. In the simplest of terms - they were so much more than friends.

END

A/N: I do hope you enjoyed the end of the story. I wanted to stress the friendship, and all they had endured to reach this special place. Thank you for reading and your support of this story. It has meant so much to me. I will definitely miss my time spent with them here. *Hugss*