Sometimes the snow comes down in June Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon I see the passion in your eyes Sometimes it's all a big surprise 'Cause there was a time when all I did was wish You'd tell me this was love It's not the way I hoped or how I planned But somehow it's enough
With a bang, the loft door shut and the blonde‘s back slammed against the metal as he was pinned under his lover, hands groping.
And now we're standing face to face Isn't this world a crazy place Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last
Allowing himself to be led to the bed, Justin’s hands slipped under Brian’s shirt, stroking his taut stomach as their lips met hungrily, tongues duelling. This was the kind of kissing Justin loved, firey, passionate but also possessive on Brian’s part. As if he was making sure Justin knew who was boss and who he belonged to. It made him feel wanted, not that he never didn’t feel wanted with Brian Kinney. Pulling back slightly, he allowed his t-shirt to be tugged over his head and, hurridly dropped to the hardwood floor as his hands sneaked under the brunettes wife beater, massaging the taut muscles of his toned abdomen. He loved to touch Brian, the man was sheer perfection to him. And of course, most of Liberty Avenue would agree.
All of the nights you came to me When some silly girl had set you free You wondered how you'd make it through I wondered what was wrong with you
He was pushed roughly onto the bed, marvelling momentarily at how bouncy said piece of furniture was before Brian crawled up the bed towards him, pinning his hands above his head in one swift movement. It still surprised him how fast Brian was when he wanted something, namely in this case, to be in Justin’s ass. Brian’s lips hovered above his blondes teasingly, a frustrated groan emitting from the boy before he thrust forward and, for once, took the older man by surprise as he captured his lips. It wasn’t long before Brian’s shirt joined Justin’s on the floor, the brunettes lips hungrily sucking away at Justin’s throat and collarbone, leaving a series of red raw marks in its wake.
'Cause how could you give your love to someone else And share your dreams with me Sometimes the very thing you're looking for Is the one thing you can't see
Head tilted back, strangled mewling noises emitting the pale throat, fingers tangled in hair, Justin arched his hips as he felt Brian’s fingers come into contact with his zipper, tugging it down so slow it hurt, “Bri…you’re killing me here…” he panted, biting down on his lovers lip gently. A smirk was his reply as his cargo pants were ripped from him, landing in a heap on the floor as he watched Brian nuzzled his cock through the fabric of his tightie whities. A groan escaped his lips as he bucked involuntarily towards Brian, fisting the sheets, “Fucking hell Brian, just FUCK ME!” he yelled in annoyance.
And now we're standing face to face Isn't this world a crazy place Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last
Watching Brian slowly slip his jeans down over his hips was hell to Justin. He ached to feel Brian, so he lay there, squirming on the bed, whimpering gently. He knew Brian was teasing him. With an animalistic growl emitting from the back of his throat, he tugged Brian back onto the bed, crashing his lips against the older mans. He felt his underwear being stripped from him, so he took the time to pull off Brian’s, admiring the erection he’d caused from the brunette before he was flipped onto his front. A hiss escaped his lips as he felt a cold, slicked finger probing at his entrance, his hips wiggling in an attempt to take it into him, purring when Brian allowed it to slip into him. Slowly at first Justin started to fuck himself on his lovers fingers, then sped up when he felt another finger enter him, scissoring slightly.
Sometimes the very thing you're looking for Is the one thing you can't see
“Briiiiiiiiiiiiian…” he whimpered as the fingers were removed, only to have Brian thrust into him in one long smooth stroke with his latex clad cock, “Guh!” he groaned, arching slightly as he pushed back against Brian. Each thrust was agonizingly slow but it hit the right spot every time, Justin felt himself pushing back against Brian each time, until finally he was being pounded into. He fisted the sheets, moaning each time the tip of Brian’s cock brushed his prostate, the familiar tingling feeling building up in his balls as he neared, Brian’s movements becoming somewhat frantic as he leant over, pumping his golden boys cock. With a yell, Justin exploded over the hand and the bed sheets, Brian tipping over the edge soon after as he filled the condom. Breathing heavily, Justin’s arms gave out and he hit the matress, bouncing slightly as he laughed, “Wow…” was all he could muster, a nod coming from the man lying beside him.
Sometimes the snow comes down in June Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last
The knock at the door brought them out their after-sex reviere, Brian raising his head as he groaned, “It’s my 11 o’clock…” was all he said, but Justin knew. No matter what he hoped for, he knew he’d always have to share Brian with the tricks. Watching Brian tug on his jeans and pad to the door, he dressed himself before following. He was in the process of tying his scarf when the trick had the cheek to talk to him, “Who’s he?” Justin looked up, an eyebrow raised in a way that challenged the man. Christ he looked like something out of a horror movie, plastic surgery gone wrong. Brian looked at the blonde who’d stopped behind him and hummed, “Um, it’s a difficult question to answer given the limitation of the language, the conventionality of most peoples thinking. Let's just say he's the guy I fuck more than once.” Justin nodded, smirking proudly, “Unlike you…” He sneered at the trick, who didn‘t look amused, kissing Brian and walking out the loft, shutting the door behind him.
You went and saved the best for last