Brian set Justin in the passenger seat, but Justin couldn't let Brian go just yet. He reached out for the brunet and pulled him in for a slow but deep kiss. Then, he pulled away a little and licked, sucked, and nibbled on Brian's neck, at the pulse point, until Brian's breathing was ragged, and his erection was quite noticeable through the fabric of his tight jeans. Justin suddenly stopped kissing Brian's neck and rubbed his cheek against Brian's. Flushed and breathing heavily, he whispered, so very softly, "Brian, I need you inside me. Right now."

Brian had always been adventurous, but not so crazy as to fuck out in the open off of Liberty Avenue. He had parked on the street right in front of Justin's apartment building, and the city was just waking up, so many people were walking by. Still, something about the blond spurred Brian to do things he'd never even consider under normal circumstances. So he instructed the blond, "Get up on your knees and turn around."

Justin didn't hesitate. He moved until he was on his knees facing the back, and, then, predicting what was to follow, he wrapped his arms around the seat. Brian climbed into the seat with Justin until his body was pressed against the blond's and shut the door. He reached around Justin's waist, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and pulled them (and the blond's boxer briefs) down. Next he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, but he didn't pull them down, merely freeing his hard, leaking cock. He pulled lube and a condom out of his pocket and quickly prepared the blond. Despite the urgency of his movements, he didn't neglect to massage Justin's prostate for a few moments. The blond trembled even more, let out a deep moan, and then begged, "Please, Brian."

Everything, the taste of the blond still on his lips, the warmth of his half-naked body, his trembling, and his desperate entreaty, sent a current of electricity through Brian's blood and straight to his cock, but, at the same time, he was reminded just how fragile the blond still was…strangely, that caused Brian to feel an even stronger desire…not only to bring the blond so much pleasure that he lost consciousness but also to hold him tight, to feel his heart beating, to connect. Brian was afraid to explore his feelings any further. As he unwrapped the condom and sheathed his cock, he couldn't help but notice that he was suddenly trembling himself. He stared at his shaking hands incredulously for a moment before he started moving again. Then remembering that Justin had said his cock was much larger than Ian's, Brian slicked his cock with lube, too. Finally (both he and Justin thought), he started pushing inside the blond. At the very same moment, they exhaled slowly in relief. When Brian was halfway inside the blond, he paused, waiting for him to adjust.

Justin moaned softly, "I need…" Brian immediately thrust all the way inside the blond, causing the blond to moan loudly. Brian slid his hands around the blond's waist slowly and leaned over him until his face was buried in the blond's warm neck. He could still feel Justin trembling beneath him. He was barely managing to control himself. Brian angled his hips and started fucking Justin with slow, shallow thrusts, aiming for his prostate. Justin moaned deeply.

Brian whispered, "Kiss me, Sunshine."

Justin turned his head as far as he could, licked Brian's lower lip, and, then, thrust his tongue inside the brunet's mouth, devouring him with a forwardness Brian had not yet witnessed in the blond. Brian kissed the blond back desperately, and, finally losing whatever small measure of control he'd maintained up till then, he began pounding the blond's ass mercilessly. Justin met Brian's thrusts and kissed him even more passionately, though Brian had not thought it possible. Moments later, they came, at the very same time, both moaning loudly, though their moans were somewhat muffled by their kiss. Justin's orgasm ripped through him, and the world was spinning so fast that he felt as though he might faint; in desperation, he bit Brian's lip, hard enough to draw blood. Brian, somehow sensing that Justin needed an anchor, broke their kiss and bit his neck, but not as hard as he'd done the last time. Then Brian held the blond for a couple of minutes, until their heartbeats slowed and their breathing returned to normal.

Brian pulled up Justin's boxer-briefs and pants and buttoned and zipped his own. Then he reached into the back seat and grabbed a towel he happened to have in his gym bag and cleaned off the passenger seat. He stepped out of the jeep and waited for the blond to get situated, so he could kiss his lips gently. Suddenly, he heard gasps. He turned around to find a crowd of shocked passersby, who, it seemed, had watched the show. He smiled broadly at Justin and, with a tongue-in-cheek expression, said, "I guess we've overstayed our welcome." Justin flashed him a million-watt smile, though he was blushing, too. Brian slowly walked to the other side of the jeep and hopped in, and, then, they sped off.

To Justin's (and Brian's) great surprise, Brian asked suddenly, "Why don't you just stay with me?"

When Justin's eyes widened in astonishment, Brian added, "I mean, I know it's a bit soon, but, I don't know, it might be fun."

Justin asked nervously, "You…you really want me to stay with you?"

Brian looked down but then back over at the blond and stated simply, "I really do."

Justin was having difficulty breathing. When he finally managed to stave off hyperventilation, he responded softly, "I'd like that, too."

Brian squeezed the blond's knee gently and was rewarded with a sunshiny smile.