"Too late for that," he said apologetically, moving to suck another mark onto Justin's chest, just over his nipple. Justin hissed, then cursed when Brian moved swiftly to take him into his mouth for a few short seconds.
"Brian, please more," when Brian stopped sucking his cock to nibble at the vee in his thigh. More marks along his hip bone, then legs pushed roughly apart to sink teeth into inner thigh. Justin bucked, then grabbed at Brian's hair when he started lapping at his hole.
"Fuck Brian," he moaned, thrusting his hips upward when Brian took Justin's cock back into his mouth and swallowed him to the back of his throat. He writhed underneath him, grunting when Brian took him deeper, swallowing him to the root for a few seconds and then pulling off.
"You want me to fuck you?" Brian asked after a few minutes. He looked up at Justin's face, his eyes hazy with lust, his body a mess of pink and red marks.
"Yes, please," he begged, spreading his legs even further to urge Brian on. A hasty grab for a condom and lube, and Brian pushed in, stilling himself only for a moment to hear the sound of Justin groaning from the stretch. Then he moved hard and fast, fucking him into the sheets, legs over his shoulders. He bent him nearly in half, tongue deep in his mouth so he could capture all of Justin's breathy and obscene moans for himself. Fast and urgent thrusts, until Justin clenched around him, reaching between them to frantically stroke his cock.
Brian gripped the sheets, slamming into him hard as he felt the hot wetness against his stomach from Justin coming beneath him. A few seconds later, Brian was coming inside him, a hot rush of energy concentrating into a violent orgasm. When he finally stopped shuddering, Brian collapsed against Justin's body, breathing into his neck in a sweaty mess.
"Fuck," said Brian.
"Yeah," Justin laughed. He stroked his cock gently a few times, rubbing his come into his skin. "Shit, "I'm supposed to meet Daphne in an hour to hang out," he said, glancing at the clock.
Brian winced a bit as he pulled out, tying the condom and tossing it in the bin on the floor. He'd just been about to throw the kid out himself, yet now all he wanted to do was fuck him against the glass in the shower, and follow it up with a massive load of grease and caffeine from the diner to kill the hangover he currently had.
"Hmm," said Brian, fighting the urge to ask him to stay. "I need drugs and coffee. Jesus Christ, what the hell did I take last night?"
"That's why you should always hydrate before you go to bed," said Justin, sporting a shit-eating grin. He popped up from the bed and walked into the bathroom to pee.
Brian got up and walked over to turn the water in the shower while Justin finished. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to hydrate in the shower.