Brian rolled over in his bed, only to bump into something warm and breathing. He opened his eyes and squinted at the sunlight streaming in through the loft windows, illuminating a mass of bed hair from the occupant next to him. Right, Justin...
He supposed that with how many times he'd slept with Justin over the last couple of months, that he wouldn't be surprised to wake up next to him from time to time. But he was, and it disoriented him. Moments liked these were seeped in far too much domesticity for his liking, even with spent condoms on the floor and an empty vial of poppers next to the Jack Daniels on the bedside table. Brian was good at ignoring evidence to the contrary.
He was about to wake Justin up to tell him to go home to Debbie's or run and play with his little friend Daphne, when Justin stretched in his sleep. The dark sheet fell from his body so that Brian could see the dip in his back right below his ass, and he wanted to kiss it and suck the blood to the surface, mottling Justin's perfect skin with a red mark.
Brian thought for a moment, then decided he could kick the kid out after he'd made a splotchy mess of his pale skin and fucked him senseless. Though it wouldn't hurt to throw in a shower too. He crawled across the bed, kissing Justin lightly at the nape of his neck where his soft hair brushed against his skin. He sighed underneath him when Brian kissed his way down, stopping at the dip in his back to drag his tongue across his ass. A suck of skin in and a soft bite, then Brian nudged the sheet down with his hand to cup Justin's sac from behind. He was responded to with a groan.
"Morning Sunshine," Brian said, sucking more skin into his mouth until it left a lovely pink color in his place.
"Mm," said Justin, rolling onto his back so that Brian could see that he already had a hard on.
"Want something?" he asked, crawling up Justin's body and ignoring his cock for now. Brian settled himself on top of Justin, leaning to kiss and nibble at his neck, grazing his teeth against the skin there. Hot kisses against his neck, drawing more blood to the surface and marking him over and over again with his mouth.
"Brian, stop that. You're going to give me hickies," said Justin, squirming under his touch.