Justin felt incredible, like he'd felt every minute for the last three hours. He couldn't believe what a sexual appetite Brian possessed and what an appetite Brian had inspired in him. He just couldn't get enough of the brunet. He and Brian had engaged in more foreplay than Justin had thought possible before they'd had sex, and, then, Brian had quite literally fucked him into unconsciousness, but Justin craved more. And Brian had already had two orgasms, one just a few moments ago, but his desire was just as strong, if not stronger, than before. Brian really was his dream come true. Justin could easily see himself fucking Brian all night and always wanting more, just a little more.

Justin was still snugly nestled in Brian's arms, but, now, Brian was doing wonderful things to his neck. Nuzzling…licking…sucking…nibbling. In but a few moments, Justin was painfully erect, rubbing his cock, in fact, his entire body, against Brian's.

Brian chuckled and breathed, "That's it, Sunshine, now moan for me…"

Justin moaned softly and rolled his head to the left to give Brian more access. Unfortunately, that's when the first ray of sunshine glanced across his face. He sat up quickly, pushing off a very confused Brian. That had most definitely never happened to him before.

Brian asked, concern evident in his voice, "Sunshine, what's wrong?"

Justin just sat there staring out the windows, watching dawn breaking, the saddest look on his face. Justin felt like Cinderella at the ball when the clock struck midnight. Time to leave Prince Charming, and their magical evening, and return to the drudgery of everyday life and the self-centered person who'd been his entire world for years.

Brian repeated, "Sunshine?"

When he saw the blond brush away a tear, he got up and went to stand in front of Justin, blocking out the offensive light. He bent down in front of Justin and said lightly, "Hey. Blowjob for your thoughts."

Justin laughed out loud and smiled brightly. Brian was so relieved that he couldn't help but smile back. But then, Justin looked down at the bed and started playing with the edge of the duvet. He sighed sadly.

"I have to go."

Puzzled, not only by Justin's statement but also the desolate feeling it evoked within him, Brian asked, a little tensely, "Why? Just sleep here."

Brian had thought his inner Mikey had given up his case as hopeless, but he returned, reminding Brian that if he allowed the blond to stay over, he'd never be rid of him. Brian thought, "And your point is? What would be so bad about that?" His inner Mikey sighed in exasperation, very, very loudly, but stopped protesting.

Justin smiled at Brian weakly but, then, replied, "I really, really want to, but I can't. I have to start work early today, very soon in fact."

He sighed and added, "I guess I'd better dress."

Brian rolled his lips into his mouth but, then, said matter-of-factly, "I don't think so.

Justin looked up in surprise.

Brian continued, amusement permeating his voice, "No one has ever left my loft with an erection, and no one ever will, especially not you."

Justin flashed Brian a million-watt smile. He was thrilled to hear Brian place him in a different category from everyone else he'd been with. He wanted to be special to Brian.

Brian grabbed a condom from under the mattress, pulled Justin to a standing position, and pushed him face first, though gently, against the nearest pillar. Then he caressed the blond's ass and sucked and nibbled on his neck. He rubbed his erection along Justin's crack, which caused his breath to become ragged, and, then, turned the blond's head so that he could plunge his tongue into the blond's mouth and kiss him passionately. A few moments later, he pulled away. Justin was panting, his face flushed. Brian was once again awed at how beautiful the blond was.

Forcing himself to get back to 'business,' he sheathed his cock, which was throbbing even more desperately now that Brian knew his time with Justin was going to be cut short, slid his hands around Justin's waist, and started pushing his cock inside the blond slowly. Justin, feeling as desperately horny as Brian, though he didn't know this was true for the brunet, pushed back hard, until Brian's cock was completely buried inside him. They both moaned loudly, and Brian, spurred on by the blond's deliciously tight ass, involuntarily arched his back, plunging his cock as far inside Justin as he could. Brian started thrusting, pulling almost all the way out and, then, pushing all the way back in. Justin met every thrust. He closed his eyes and held the pillar tight. He was panting hard. Brian observed all this, and doing so heightened his desire. He started pumping the blond faster. He gripped Justin's waist so hard, he knew he'd leave marks. It was then that he realized that he wanted to mark the blond. Why shouldn't he? Brian had, after all, asked the blond to be his. He remembered Justin declaring brightly, "I'm all yours." This caused him to moan. He started sucking on the blond's neck, hard, eliciting deep moans from Justin. Brian grabbed Justin's cock firmly and began stroking him in time with his thrusts.

A moment later, Justin cried out, "Brian, yes, Brian, fuck yes" and started cumming, which sent his own orgasm coursing through him. Brian thrust and stroked a few more times, arching his back as much as was humanly possible, and, then, leaned over the blond and bit his neck, hard.

Justin's eyes flew open at this, the pain drawing him out of his post-orgasm haze. But he didn't cry out. He just blinked a few times.

Brian pulled out, disposed of the condom, and, then, turned Justin around. He noted the marks he'd left on the blond's neck, pulled him into his arms, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

Justin smiled against Brian's skin and answered, "No. I kind of liked it. I definitely like the idea of you marking your territory."

Brian breathed a sigh of relief and, then, chuckled.

They both started dressing. Brian wanted to dress Justin, but Justin laughed and pushed him away, crying out desperately, "If you don't want me to leave here with a hard on, you'd better keep your distance…and stop looking at me like you want to eat me for breakfast."

Brian shrugged and suggested with a smirk, "Maybe I do…"

Once dressed, they headed toward the door. Right after Brian slid it open, he whispered in Justin's ear, "Tonight, when you come for another visit, and you will (in response to Justin raising his eyebrows), I'm going to suck your cock so masterfully, you won't mind at all that no one else has ever done that for you. In fact, you'll be grateful you never had to suffer through second-rate head. Nothing but the best for my Sunshine."

Justin giggled. Brian smiled, squeezed the blond's ass, and pulled him out the door.