BRIAN POV

Last night I had a dream.  It was in the future.  I was in my mid-thirties and Justin was in his early-to-mid-twenties.  We were living together.  Not only were we living together, but we were living together in this huge, beautiful mansion.  AND…WE WERE MARRIED!!!!!  In the dream it was like I was there just watching the whole thing play out before me.  We were both so happy.  I actually think I owned my own agency and Justin was a huge fucking success with his art.  Then I saw our wedding photo.  We looked so happy and so IN LOVE.  Then, once I really stared at it, I realized that in the wedding photo, we both looked the same as we do now.  I looked down at the bottom of the frame holding the picture.  It read, “October 15, 2001”.

That was five months from NOW.  I looked back over to the dream versions of Justin and I.  Justin was cooking something and I was standing behind him grinding my cock into his delicious ass and kissing his neck.  The dream me got up close to Justin’s ear and whispered, “I love you.”  Justin brought his hand up to my neck and our lips met in a searing kiss that made my cock instantly harden at the sight.  When our, or their, or whatever lips finally pulled apart, about thirty seconds later, Justin whispered, “I love you too.”

And then I woke up.