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Tweak says, "Where's mother!?"

Flesh pressed against flesh, fingers twirling damp strands of blond hair; there were no more boundaries between them. This was one of the few states in which Brian didn’t hold back from Justin; his face and his eyes communicated all of his emotions, all of his love, even if his words sometimes failed him.

There was no safer place for Justin than nestled in Brian’s arms, with the comfortable presence of Brian’s naked body pressed down upon his. Justin affectionately brushed his nose against Brian’s and then placed a soft kiss at the tip of his nose.

No matter how many men either of them had fucked during their sexual past, no other had managed to develop such a connection as the one they had with each other. The sex, as always, was fucking fantastic, but it was the quiet, tender moments like these that were so special to both of them. When they’re apart there are plenty of men clamoring to suck cock or get slammed up against the backroom wall, but the void those nameless tricks filled was fleeting. Brian and Justin longed for the touch of each other, to feel the unique electric chemistry they had between them. No other man, no matter how great a cock or tight a hole they had, had any chance to come close to what they had when they were together.