Rough sex lit up the night.


Early morning light filtered in through the windows of the loft, awakening the lovers still asleep while cuddling.


Brian's eyes opened first to the brightness, untangling himself from Justin's body.


He watched the boy a little while thinking, *my lips, my mouth, my tongue, my soul will never have enough of him.* 


Justin was stretching like a cat against the pillows, bringing Brian out of his thoughts. 

"Morning Master," he said smiling at Brian.


"Did I hurt you, Justin? I was a little rough last night. I was so horny for you, plus the half a tablet of E I took in the elevator before I came in the door, didn't help." 


"Bri, I'm fine. Sore." He laughed, "but fine." 


"Turn over, let me check you out," Brian said concerned.


"Oh my god, you aren't going to fuck me again, are you? Justin pleaded. "I don't think my ass could take another plowing again this soon." 
Brian snickered. "Turn over, twat."


"Shit, you have my handprint on your right cheek. Fuck, you have finger marks on your hips. That's it, no more doing it rough. Fuck...fuck, the back of your neck is black and blue from me sucking on it. I'm serious Justin, you look fucking abused."


"Brian, stop being a drama queen. I'm okay, really."


He pulled Brian close, running his tongue over his lover's lips. "Besides, I like that you marked me." Justin whispered. "It makes me hot…owned." 


Brian pushed Justin on his back, consuming his mouth. "Don't push me blond boy, you keep talking like that and I won't be held responsible for my actions."


Four p.m.


"Sunshine, hurry up!"


"You don't want to be late for your graduation."


"You should have thought about that when you HAD to suck my dick." Justin answered.


"If I recall, I didn't hear any complaints at the time." They both laughed. "True, I hope I can walk straight long enough after what you did to me last night and this morning." Justin said.


Brian stood in front of the mirror behind him. "It's your fault anyway."


"My fault!" Justin stopped getting ready and put his hands on his hips.


"Yeah, if you weren't so fucking hot and gorgeous!" Brian paused to squeeze the boy's perfect bubble butt. 


Justin winced. " I'm still raw."


"And, I'm still horny." Brian whispered.


"No fucking way!" Justin moved back. "Don't you ever get enough." Brian answered with a smirk.


"Noooo...never enough." 

" Bri, you will have to wait until later; we need to go."


Brian huffed. "Ok, I guess I can wait." 


Justin rolled his eyes and finished putting his cap and gown on.


"How do I look? Bri." Brian stared at the reflection of the boy in the mirror. "Justin, you are breathtakingly beautiful." Justin blushed.


"I love you too, Bri." Both of them just held on to one another for a few more moments.

After the Commencement Exercises:


All the Gang was there to see Justin graduate. They were so proud of their little Sunshine. Brian was preening like a peacock; him being the most proud. It was a long night of partying and drinking.


Saturday Afternoon:


After much needed sleep and coffee; Brian and Justin headed out for the rest of the day and night.

At the entrance to the Carnival:


"Bri, Is this the night you promised me that I would never forget?" Justin sighed.

"Be patient, little one." Brian replied. "Now let's go have some fun. Where do you want to go first?"

Justin sulked, "How about home." 

"C'mon Jus, this is going to be something new and different that we never did together."

"Shit, Bri, you sound like one of your fucking ads."

"Listen, are you listening?"

"Yes, I'm fucking listening!"

"We've already been through this, I told you I need to come up with an ad campaign for this carnival. The owners want it to appeal to all people, gay or straight. Now, let's enjoy ourselves, and when we get home I promise I will give you the most a...maz... ing rim job you ever had."

"That's not fair, you ALWAYS give me the best sex ever." Justin moped.

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose. He counted,"one…two…"

"Quit being a fucking princess, will you? Now, we are going to have fun, whether you want to or not, or if... I kill you."

Brian pulled Justin against him kissing him intensely, rubbing his erection against the boy. They both gasped.

Justin pulled away unable to breathe. 

"Okay, you win on one condition." Justin smiled.

Brian rolled his eyes. "What?"

"Will you let me make love to you?" the boy ran his tongue across the older man's lips.

Brian pushed Justin away, laughing. "No fucking way."

"If you want to go home here are the keys. I'll call you when I need to be picked up. Again, this is business, Justin." 

Brian handed Justin his 'vette keys. "Be careful. Don't try and race anyone, got it." Brian warned.

Justin looked down at the keys and exhaled noisily; he handed the keys back to Brian.

"No, I'll stay, besides, I really wouldn't want to take something away from you that you're not willing to give me."

Brian kissed Justin then whispered into his hair. "I knew you would come around to my way of thinking. I promise I will make it up to you, ok."
Justin didn't answer. 

Brian lit a joint pulling the sweet smoke down his throat. Turning the joint, he held it between his teeth and blew the smoke into Justin's mouth. 
Justin held it a little too long making him cough. Gagging. More coughing.

Tears were streaming down Justin's cheeks.

"Be careful, it's strong," taking another hit, handing it back to Justin.

Coughing. Brian gave him his bottle of water and made him drink.

"No more for you." Brian put the joint out on the bottom of his shoe. 

Justin gulped the whole bottle, water was still dribbling down his chin. 
He laughed out loud.

"C'mon Bri, lets go get some cotton candy. I'm starving." 
"Jus, you're high with one hit? Pathetic." 

He flashed his lover with his famous sunshine grin.

The carnival was like most carnivals with booth after booth of shooting, ring-toss, and hit the target games. They were scattered throughout the fairgrounds. 

Junk food was everywhere.

Clowns were making balloon hats for kids, others were walking on stilts; mostly they were freaking the toddlers out, screaming, hanging on to their parents for dear life.

Drippy ice cream cones or half eaten hot dogs were being held by parents that their kids grew tired of, only to ask for something more salty or disgustingly sweeter.

Kiddie rides where teenagers controlled the on and off switches that went in a circle just enough times to make the small children throw-up. 

There was a not so safe-looking wooden roller coaster that was visible in the background as muted yells and screams came from the riders.

There was an old spooky funhouse ride.

Let's not forget the infamous house of mirrors, where you were sure to receive a few bangs to the face. It was colorful that's for sure.

"Holy shit, for fucks sake look at all this cool stuff to do and eat," Justin squealed. Brian counted again rolling his eyes.

"I should spank your ass right here for what you put me through, kid."

"You would have to catch me first, old man."
Justin yelled laughing hysterically.
"Last one to the cotton candy stand is a rotten egg," still running and giggling.

Brian ran catching up with Justin in seconds flat. He grabbed the blonde by the back of the neck, throwing him down on the grass away from peering eyes.

" Who are you calling old, you little shit." Brian lay across the boy's body and held his hands above his head.

Brian had an evil smirk on his face. "Oh no, Don't. Bri...an. No, please."

But it was too late.

Brian was tickling the boy everywhere. Justin's face was turning red from laughing and trying to get away.

"Stop, I'm going to pee, I'm sorry." Brian let go of him. "That's better, sorry is bullshit."

He looked into the blue eyes and smashed his lips on Justin's, deepening the kiss. They both groaned.

The lovers could hear people approaching, and sat up.

"You're going to take care of this as soon as we find a spot, got it." 

Justin grinned at the sight of Brian's painfully hard erection."

Justin winked. "It's a deal." Now can we get some junk to eat?"

Justin was devouring handfuls of greasy popcorn that he made Brian hold for him while he was pulling on sticky pink cotton candy. Brian shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Justin said while swirling his hand around another piece trying hard not to get it all over his face.


"What's wrong you ask? How the fuck can you eat that shit it's positively disgusting?" Brian said. Justin smacked his lips. 

"Will it still be disgusting if I rip your jeans off and wrap it around your hard cock?" Brian moaned, "then proceed to lick and suck it off of you." 

"Shit, Justin, that's not fair; now look what you did?" Both men stared at Brian's crotch. Justin giggled.

"If you promise to be a good boy, I'll rim you in the fun house." 

Justin was making obscene gestures with the tacky candy driving his lover crazy. He yanked Justin by the shirt panting.

"Where the fuck is the fun house? You're going to make good on that promise, NOW."

"Oh, no I still have more shit to eat." The boy answered grinning.
"I think not, brat. After you get me off, then we will work on getting a few more pounds on you."

Justin opened his mouth to protest, but Brian went to get the tickets for the ride.

Finishing up his junk food, he headed towards the restroom. The blonde had to wash his hands and face of the carnival fare. 

"Where the fuck is it?" Brian said frustrated. "Patience, Bri." Justin said, swiping his tongue over the man's ear.

"There it is over to the far left of the park." 

"Finally, you have been making me hard all fucking day!" 

They stopped in front of a trail with an arrow pointing to the direction of the funhouse.

The tagline read:
Welcome to... "Fright Mares" 
"Pay to get in. Pray to get out."

As the pair approached the entrance, they heard screams of children running out the exit. 

"Shit, Bri, I don't think I want to go in there."

"Is widdle Justy afraid of the big bad wolf?" 

Brian said teasingly. Justin threw him a dirty look. 

"Don't worry baby, Daddy will protect you, the only thing you should be scared of is this!" Brian said, grabbing his nuts and running his hand over his jean clothed cock.

Justin wasn't amused.

Brian escorted Justin into the next electric car handing the teenager a twenty-dollar bill to let them stay on the ride longer. He wanted to make Justin scream his name.

As soon has they were in place, the car slowly moved ahead on the rickety tracks. Justin held on to Brian and closed his eyes. It was pitch black through the long and winding tunnels.

"Bri..an, I'm scared." Justin said shaking. Brian was making spooky boo...ing noises in his ear. 

"Knock it the fuck off!" he yelled back.

"Justin, open your eyes you're missing everything, it's not scary." Just then a mechanical skeleton suddenly sprang out from the floor.

Justin jumped in Brian's lap. The car made quick sharp turns and black lights illuminated smiling devils and winking monsters.

Sound effects consisted of buzzers, bells, and simple loud and spooky noises to isolated sound bites. Eerie looking paintings with movable eyes popped out from the walls. 

There was a headless body of a man playing a musical score on an organ that you would see and hear in an old, bad horror movie. The headless prop jumped out from the seat and landed on the top of the lover's car.

Justin wrapped himself tighter around the older man.

Brian was hysterical.

"Bri, get me the fuck out of here!" Justin screamed, pulling on the brunette's hair.

"Sunshine, I can't stop the ride, but maybe I can calm you down."

The boys could hardly see each other in the darkness.


Brian felt for the blonde's lips and plunged his tongue in his mouth. 

Justin moaned forgetting all about his fears. 

Brian's kisses can do that to you.
They broke part from the kiss, interrupted by hearing a voice say, "hold on." "What the fuck."

Both hollered in unison.

The voice spoke low. "You are about to enter the Tunnel Of Love." Justin panicked as the car sped down a steep hill of the track.

Voice again. "Press the buzzer on the left side of the car to exit. Other's please stay seated and enjoy the ride."

A low red light flickered in the dark. There was very romantic music playing in the background. 

Brian gazed into Justin's eyes.

"It's time for you to make good on that promise!" Brian said arching an eyebrow.

"With…pleasure," Justin answered smacking his lips. 

Justin moved from Brian's lap pulling down his zipper.
A very huge surprise sprang forth.


TBC…


Next chapter. I hope you like it. I would like to finish this fic, so I can concentrate on the other two. This fic is all smut. Hugs, Annie