After a few moments, he added a third finger, pushing in even harder, spreading his legs to get better access. He heard movement and willed himself to open his eyes. Justin was in front of him, his eyes glazed with lust. He had his pants pushed just below his ass and was stroking his own cock.

"Don't stop," he said, his voice heavy and hoarse. "I want to see you come for me, Brian."
Oh My Fricken God, Tweeds killed us with the Porn.
That visual is going to be happily lodged in my brain for quite some time. I cannot thank you enough for that.

Loved the whole typical fic role reversal. Hot. Hot. Hot.