Summary: Brian's thoughts on 104 when he arrives in Michael's old room where Justin is waiting for him. Just a bit of a gapfiller for this hot moment. Brian continues to be unable to resist Justin...finding he only wants him more as time passes.

Irrisistible Twink

Damned if I didn't know as soon as they told me Justin was upstairs in Michael's old room exactly what would happen.

The same thing that happened the last time his sweet blonde boy body was in such close proximity to me.

When he had lured the two tricks away from me it was all very simple...I had to have him-again.

I took him back to the loft and fucked that sweet piece of ass all night long.

I couldn't get enough of him.

I fucked him from every angle imaginable.

Standing up-I slammed into him against the door.

On my bed I took him from behind...both of us on our knees.

My favorite with him will always be him on his back-his legs draped over my shoulders. Such a thorough penetration it allows.

I cannot sink deep enough when I am inside of him.

As I pounded him into the mattress I could see the lust in his eyes...knowing that it was mirrored in my own.

When I cum again for the third time I know I am not finished with him yet.

I should feel guilty the boy has school tomorrow-but I don't care. All my thoughts center on how tight he feels around my cock.

I fucked him twice more before I finally let him rest.

I am insatiable with him. I wonder if I will ever get enough of him.

When I am being truthful with myself I acknowledge I will never have enough of him.

Something about him is special...making me break my self inflicted rules, but I don't even care about that anymore.

We are not a couple...I don't do relationships, but I know I will fuck him whenever I want him. And, I know he will let me.

The boy fancys himself in love with me, but I know he will outgrow that.

Now, I step into Mikey's old room. There is my sweet boy. Yes, much as I push him away in the cold light of day-I still think of his ass as mine.

He turns towards me when I close the door.

We both know what is going to happen...what is always inevitable when we are alone.

I try to resist it-but it's futile at best.

"What are you doing here?" I try my best to be angry with him.

The boy toy smirks. I am not fooling him. He reads me so well.

"Waiting for you." he answers back moving towards me...meaning to kiss me.

I jerk my head back in my final attempt to deny him...deny this thing that grips me whenever he gets close.

But, I cannot resist it. I want him too damned much.

Then, I am kissing him...soon we are stripping down...his beautiful mouth moving down my chest...then back up again for another deep, hot kiss.

He goes down again...I am totally lost when he looks up at me with those eyes before he takes my cock deep into his sweet mouth. He sucks my hard cock off better than any other trick has ever done before him. His skills not even refined yet, and still can give better head than the most experienced of tricks.

When I cum I know I should stop then. I know I should not be doing this here, but I do not care. I need to be deep in his tight ass. And, I need it now.

I pull out of his mouth...pushing him down on the bed, pausing just long enough to sheath myself...and, then I am inside him again.

I swear it's going to be the last time I fuck him.

I don't lie to myself very well.

I knew from the moment I broke my rules that Justin was different.

This blonde twink was irrisistible to me. I will never have enough of him.

I am so totally fucked...