What is wrong with you people? Brian already has everything! Yes, but he needs a stockpile of condoms to properly fuck Justin's pretty ass.
Vaguely, Justin heard the dull thud of fireworks exploding in the distance. His mind was lost, floating somewhere in the loft, refusing to reunite with his body. Brian crawled up and kissed him, his tongue pungent with the taste of himself and Deb’s patriotic Jell-O concoction from the barbecue before.