A/N: This endless date night continues! Finally, to reach it's end. Enjoy! Please feed the plot bunny! =)

Chapter 17

Brian looked down at a sleeping Justin with a mixture of confusion and hunger. He had fucked the boy twice more in the past hour. His hunger still far from abated. If anything, only the opposite held true. Brian had no understanding of this situation. He had fucked Justin three times now, and still was not satisfied.

This was the point where he would be sending the trick on his way, not laying here watching him - impatiently waiting for him to awaken, so that the next round could begin. However, this boy was not a simple trick. In no way could Justin ever be thought of in those basic terms. Nothing about this blond headed beauty had ever fallen under the label of normal - not even at the very beginning.

Peeling the sheet back to reveal the unblemished perfection that had been partially hidden from his lustful veiw, Brian caught his breath at the sight of Justin's luscious ass. In truth, he had not been afforded the luxury to visually appreciate it as much as he would have liked, so far. He had been far too occupied with burying his cock deeply into said boy's ass. Licking his lips in anticipation, Brian knew exactly where his next avenue of pleasure would be taking him. Provided, he could keep his cock out of the blond's ass long enough. Looking at it with longing, Brian continued to have doubts about accomplishing such an ardorous task.

He was tired of waiting for Justin to wake up - he needed him again - NOW. Why did he still need him so much? The more he touched him, the more he seemed to want. When would this craving end? Uncaring at the moment of how this blond was seemingly with little to no effort changing his world, Brian moved into position to give Justin the rimming he would NEVER forget. Just as his mouth began to suckle on the most luscious ass he had ever touched...tasted, or fucked, Brian's attention was pulled to the insistent pounding on his door. Looking at the clock, he scowled, then lowered his mouth once again to worship his most coveted prize.

Brian smiled against Justin's ass when he felt him beginning to squirm underneath him. He was placing butterfly kisses over the entire surface of each delicious globe when he heard the knock resuming, louder this time. Swearing under his breath, Brian knew he had to get rid of his much unwanted visitor before he could return to the much desired one.

Slipping into his jeans, not bothering to fasten them, thinking there was no point as he intended to be removing them once again, just as quickly. Brian padded to the door having little to no doubt who would be on the other side, with the intent of getting rid of his visitor in short order. Sliding the door open, sure enough, there was his headache of late - Michael looking up at him expectantly.

"Michael, what the fuck are you doing here?" Brian growled, standing firmly in the door opening, refusing to give Michael entrance.

Trying to look around Brian to see if he was alone or not, Michael asked, "Can I come in, Brian?"

"No, you may not," Brian snapped. "Let's try again - why are you here?"

"I am worried about you, Brian. When was the last time we hung out, other than the gym? You have not only been skipping Woody's, but Babylon as well," Michael said looking at Brian heatedly.

Brian's eyes flickered for a moment, having not really considered how his change of habits could be construed. How obvious it had been. Then he shrugged, before responding, "I have been busy, Mikey. I was even out of town on business - you know that."

"That's not what's going on here, and you know it, Brian. It's about that kid. Now, he answers your phone for you? All your time is either with him, or chasing him. You take him on dates. You never date. This kid is doing a number on you, Brian. Why can't you see it?"

"A number - on ME? Are you even listening to yourself? Go home, Michael. Fuck your professor, and stop with this insanity. I love you Michael, but you need to understand. You and me, it's NEVER going to happen," Brian told him, looking him square in the eye.

Michael huffed a couple of times before he sputtered, "Don't flatter yourself, Brian. I am over that. I am just concerned. This change is too quick - for you."

"I'm the same as always, only my interests may have become a bit more centered," Brian mused as his mind took him to a nice place, one that he was rapidly realizing could only be found in one place. Justin's all too perfect ass - that was calling to him, NOW. He should be proceding with his rimming plans, NOT wasting his time talking to Michael.

Narrowing his eyes Michael accused, "That's why you won't let me come inside, isn't it? He is in there. Well, after tonight he should be out of your system. You don't do repeats. Or, is that another rule you are about to break, for him?"

"Go home, Michael. I'm very busy. The number of times that I fuck anyone, is NOT your business. I told you this earlier - keep meddling in my personal business, and we will be finished. Now, get the fuck out of here, and return to Stepfordville. I have an ass that requires my special, and undivided attention," Brian purred, as his mind immediately departed from Michael's annoying presence, and back to where it belonged - namely, the eating of a blond boy's ass.

"Whatever, Brian. I am done with this, don't say I didn't warn you," Michael growled, as he moved to the elevator, jabbing at the button impatiently.

As Michael turned to glare, Brian gave him a mock wave before moving back into the loft. He had no interest in pacifying Michael right now, all that mattered was returning to the succulent flesh he had been so rudely pulled away from, vowing this time nothing would stop him.

Leisurely, Brian walked back to his bed, wanting to savor each and every moment of what was to come. Justin was still sprawled upon his stomach, dozing, yet had moved his position a bit. Absolutely perfect, Brian thought, as his eyes glazed over with burning lust. Without removing his eyes from his target, that exquisitely rounded ass, Brian removed his pants once again, having never anticipated giving a rim job more than he did this one. Brian stood silently for a few moments, openly admiring Justin. His eyes hungrily roving from the top of his blond head, down the smooth curve of his back, until they reached his delectable ass. Brian was amazed at the overall beauty of this boy. He half wondered if this boy had placed some sort of spell on him. At this moment, Brian couldn't imagine looking at this boy, and not wanting him. And, he didn't care. Not even if it meant breaking another rule, and having this boy, over and over again. The pleasure he found within Justin would be more than worth it.

Brian lay down on the bed next to Justin, having no doubt he would stir him awake quickly enough. He knew he wasn't about to play a waiting game. His rapidly hardening cock would not allow it. He would proceed slowly this time, somehow he would resist the urge to pound the boy into the bed. Later, he would do that - yet again. For now, he wanted his mouth on every inch of his delicious body. That was his primary goal, and nothing would stand in his way.

Straddling Justin's body, Brian placed his weight on his knees; knowing if he lowered his body completely on Justin, he would be fucking him mercilessly. Brian placed his lips to the back of Justin's neck, kissing it softly, before beginning a small sucking motion; his tongue rapidly following suit. He almost hated how he was practically purring against Justin's skin. Hated how vulnerable he felt with this virtually innocent boy. Knowing each pleasure he shared with him only served to draw him deeper into this undeniable vortex. One that he could see no possible chance of reversing. And, now that he had known the incomparable pleasure of being inside of him, he didn't want to escape. That was the scariest part of all. This boy was changing him, and he couldn't do a damned thing about it.

Brian continued a downward trek, licking and nibbling as he went, smiling as he heard the needful moan coming from beneath him. He licked a trail of fire down Justin's spine, stopping only when he reached those all too delectable twin globes of pleasure. Brian decided to up the ante as he growled against the rounded flesh. "Mmmmmm, sleeping beauty has awakened...well, I trust he is about to awaken in so many more delicious ways."

"Ahhhhh, fuck, Brian - what are you doing?" Justin gasped as Brian's teeth sunk into the cheek he had been suckling, and licking in turn.

"Relax, little boy. You are about to be rimmed by Brian Kinney; you have no idea how lucky you are. Now, spread those legs, and give me what I want," Brian rasped in a low pitched growl intended to reach Justin's cock. As Brian reached underneath to grasp Justin's large cock, he determined he had done exactly just that.

Brian lingeringly kissed the spot he had just suckled, then bitten, giving it the soothing stroke of his tongue. He slithered down into the position he desired before his tongue darted out, sliding up and down the crack of Justin's ass. Brian began to pull at Justin's cock, soon realizing he would not be able to continue that motion for long. Justin was squirming uncontrollably beneath him, telling Brian he would need to use both hands to adequately anchor the excited boy in place. Brian chuckled, and the hum went inside of Justin's ass. Justin moaned out a response through clenched teeth, "I don't think I can stand this, Brian."

Smiling, Brian raised his eyes upwards, crawling up Justin's back, seeing Justin's head turned on it's side, looking at him. Lust mirrored in his eyes. In response, Brian curled his skillful tongue before stabbing it deeply inside, showing no mercy to his delicious prey. Hungrily, Brian lapped at the mouth-watering flesh, fucking him with his tongue fiercely, and unrelenting. When Justin began to squirm anew, Brian placed his hands on Justin's hips, yanking them backwards, further impaling the delicate hole upon his tongue. Feeling the tightening in Justin's thighs, Brian knew Justin was getting perilously close to finishing.

A fact that suited Brian nicely. He was moments away from shoving his cock deep up his tight little ass - once again. He was amazed he had managed to restrain this long. Needing Justin to cum now, Brian released one of his hips to slide a finger smoothly inside, as he continued to plunder his spread cheeks with his tongue. Inserting another digit to join in the foray Brian repeatedly brushed against Justin's prostate before he hissed into Justin's ass, "Cum, Justin. Right the fuck NOW."

Justin's head tossed from side to side, groaning as he pumped his hips into the mattress, only serving to drive Brian's seeking tongue all the deeper. "Ohhhh, damn. So fucking good, Brian."

As Justin came, Brian took a couple more stabs into Justin's ass before he removed his mouth, deftly sliding on a condom, in one smooth motion. Brian slid up Justin's body that was sweating profusely before he snarled into his ear, "Hold on tight, sweetness. This is going to be a quick, and very rough ride."

Brian slathered some lube onto his cock, giving Justin no further warning before sliding his cock swiftly home. Brian thrust slowly at first, making certain Justin's body was accepting his invasion, before moving with increased vigor once he knew Justin was taking his cock comfortably, once again. Brian began to grind against Justin, joining him in breathless pants of joyous rapture. Rearing his head back in euphoric sensation, Brian slapped Justin's ass as he continued to drive towards completion. Slapping it again when Justin twisted and moaned in response, "Brian...fuck. I-I'm gonna cum again."

Reaching underneath Brian twisted Justin's cock expertly in his hand, scraping a nail over the leaking slit before he purred in a throaty growl, "Cum for me, Justin. Sweet fuck, you feel so damned good. So warm and tight. Mmmmm, I could stay inside of you forever."

Justin groaned at the impassioned words, hoping Brian meant the words that he probably didn't even realize he was speaking. Refusing to believe that Brian could be starting to care for him, as much as he cared for Brian. He knew it was too soon, but still he hoped.

Fucking him mercilessly, Brian jerked faster on Justin's cock, determined to make Justin join him as they spiraled over the edge. Soon they were finishing, shouting out each other's name in ecstatic bliss. Brian kissed Justin's neck, as he rolled off of Justin, discarding the filled condom. Justin turned on his side facing Brian fully, smiling brightly at him. "That was hot."

"A-amazing." Brian whispered kissing Justin hotly on the cheek, before flopping his head back on the pillow.

Justin looked at Brian inquiringly, forcing himself to ask, "So...is this where we say our goodbyes, and you tell me to get the fuck out?"

Brian looked at Justin, his eyes hooded for a moment, knowing he had well passed the point of no return with this boy, having the answer to those questions without an ounce of doubt. Reaching down, Brian pulled the covers up over both of them, kissing Justin softly, smiling at Justin which was designed to be nothing short of reassuring.

"Go to sleep, you little twat," Brian whispered before allowing Justin to do what he had let no other do before him. Justin smiled, kissing Brian on the chest, before laying his head on it; both of them promptly falling blissfully asleep - together in each other's arms.

TBC