happy times are here again

“Brian, where---” Justin is immediately cut off by Brian pouncing on top of him. Being kissed hard, Justin moans under his breath, sliding his fingers under the waist line of Brian’s pants. Breaking the kiss, Brian sits up slightly and pulls off Justin’s shirt before practically ripping his own off. “Shit, Bri… there’s like a dozen condoms here, where did you get them?” Justin asks between kisses. Brian quickly undoes Justin’s pants as he answers, “Wait staff, kitchen staff, housekeeping…” he roughly yanks Justin’s jeans off. Grabbing the headboard to keep from falling off the bed by Brian’s quick movements to undress him, Justin starts to laugh, “Really? What did you tell---” “Less talking, more fucking, Sunshine.” Unbuckling his belt, he quickly kicks off his pants and turns Justin over onto his stomach. Chuckling, Justin jokes, “A little eager, are we?” but is quickly silenced by Brian’s tongue sliding down his spine and dipping deep into his ass. Gasping, Justin arches his back. Brian smiles to himself, lapping his tongue against and inside of Justin’s tight hole. Justin writhes under him, keening and moaning. With one hand, Brian holds his hip steady, murmuring, “Now who’s eager?” “Shut up and fuck me,” Justin groans. Grabbing a condom, Brian quickly rips it open with his teeth and slides it on his pulsating cock. “Brian…” Justin begins to moan, but is quickly changed to a hiss when Brian plunges his dick deep inside of him. With a relieved moan, Brian rests inside of Justin’s ass for a few moments, giving his lover time to adjust as well. Kissing Justin’s shoulder, he murmurs, “You taste so fuckin’ good….” Justin smiles, his eyes closed, and he slowly lifts his hips up. Brian moves up to his knees, holding on to Justin’s hip. “Mmm,” he murmurs again, pulling out and slowly pushing back in, “So fuckin’ good…” Justin bites his lower lip, turning his head into the pillow to prevent from screaming out. He moans, “Oh God….” Brian continues with the deliciously slow pace, enjoying the tight heated embrace from Justin’s ass around his cock. Looking down, he watches his cock slide in and out and moans again from both the physical and visual feel. “Justin… I…” “Love me, care about me… yeah, I know… oh fuck…” Justin cries out against the pillow as Brian pulls out and in a practically painstaking slow movement slides back in. Tilting his own head back, Brian closes his eyes, immersing himself in the feeling. It was good… no, it was great… no, it was fabulous…. “Fuck, yeah…yeah, oh fuck… you’re so fuckin’ amazing…” He quickens his pace, slamming hard into Justin’s ass. Justin pushes one hand against the headboard to prevent from slamming into it while his other hand quickly grabs hold of his cock. He was close. Panting, he moans, “I’m close, Bri…so fuckin’ close…” “Cum for me…let me hear you…” Brian urges, on the edge himself. “Oh, God, Brian….” Justin calls out as he spills onto his hand, his body shuddering. Brian tightens his grip against Justin’s hips, groaning Justin’s name as he cums intensely. Falling against him, they both tumble onto their sides. Rolling onto his back, Justin gulps for air, “That was fuckin’ amazing.” Brian nods, catching his own breath. “Yeah…” They both lie there, staring at the ceiling, too tired to move. Within minutes, the two lovers are fast asleep.