Hey everybody it's my turn again, Jess. So I want to say thanks to Lois for the beta'ing and Eka/muffin_donat2007 for my banner. Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Brian’s POV ‘Fuck, this summer just got a lot more interesting.’ That’s all I can think as I watch Justin walk, well scurry, away. I pull the door closed again and head to where I was headed before Justin came over, although now for a different reason. When I get to the bathroom I don’t even take a moment to admire it. I head straight to the shower, stripping off my clothes as I go, so I can jerk off to thoughts of sliding into that beautiful bubble butt. As soon as I’m done and have admired the bathroom, I make myself a Beam and head to bed. I figure I’ll start relaxing now. The Next Morning I get up and putter around for a while and then realize that I don’t want to do anything that I brought with me to do. I don’t usually have any leisure time so I can’t figure out what to do, until I look out the window and again see that other cabin. I walk the way to the other cabin slowly, taking in the nature all around me. It is very beautiful here, there are trees everywhere and where you can see it the distance, there are purple mountains as far as the eye can see. I make it to the door of the cabin and knock while trying to will down my cock, which wants to rise at just the thought of Justin. A few seconds later, a very surprised looking Justin opens the door. “Hey.” “Morning, I thought you should be neighborly and show me around.” ‘Why the hell did I say that all I wanted was in his pants?’ He looks as shocked as me at my question but he quickly recovers. “Sure, just give me a minute to get ready and we’ll head out.” I wait for Justin as he goes into another room and while I’m waiting I look around the cabin, which is in a weird sort of chaos. In the living room there is paint, brushes, canvases, and other such thing covering most of the surfaces. I’m disgusted at this because I’m a neat freak and I’m circling around the room fighting the urge to pick up when I notice something. There is a new canvas on the easel by the window so I go over to check it out and come face to face with me. It’s just started but I can see myself standing in the doorway of my cabin. I feel my face stretch into a full smile and I have no idea way. “So I guess you like it.” I turn around, feeling like a little kid caught doing something he wasn’t suppose to but it is all made alright by Justin’s smiling face. “Yeah. I knew you thought I was hott.” “Wow, you think highly of yourself.” “Wouldn’t you?” “There is really nothing to say to that sort of ego. You want to go?” I smirk at him for his non-answer but I turn to the door and hold it open so he can walk through. It wasn’t until he smirked right back at me that I realized doing that was so hetero. ‘Shit, why am I doing stupid shit around this guy?’ I shrug it off as just being polite and we are on our way. I follow him as he heads around the cabin but when we round the corner, I stop dead. “Oh hell no.” “What?” “There is no way I am riding anywhere in that.” “What’s wrong with my car?” “Nothing if you’re color blind, but I’m not and it’s a bright yellow fucking mini van. What are you, a step ford fag?” “No, I’m an artist and my canvases don’t fit in anything else.” “Well, why does it have to be yellow?” “Will you stop whining and get in the car.” I walk over and get in his face to empathize my point. “ I. Am. Not. Whining. Brian Kinney doesn’t whine.” “Haha. Did you just talk about yourself in the third person?” “Listen you little shit. I…” “Who are you calling a little shit?” We continue arguing and then before it even register that it was my intention, I slam him up against the side of the yellow monstrosity and I’m devouring his lips. ‘God, he tastes so good.’ I feel Justin push me and the next thing I know I’m the one slammed against the van and he is controlling the kiss. We both wrestle for the upper hand as we kiss frantically until we have to break apart to pull air into our lungs. We look at each other for a minute while panting and trying to catch our breath and we immediately grab each other again and start grinding up against each other and grabbing each other’s asses. ‘I love how assertive he is.’ We stumble back the way we came, heading towards his cabin and a bed so I can fuck the living shit out of him. We work our way through the living room tripping and stumbling in our haste but we don’t notice. Finally we make it to the bedroom and start ripping each other’s clothes off. I hear a button go flying and I know it’s mine but I don’t care. We fall down on the bed sideways, facing each other and continue exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and mouths. I hiss out loud as Justin bites on my nipples and then licks away the slight burn. I retaliate by pinching one of his nipples while biting into the tendon on his neck. The room is filled with our almost constant grunts, groans, and moans while we continue our little dance for dominance. I know he will not win but it is so hott that he keeps pushing for it. He keeps trying to assert his position over me when we both know that his position is going to be under me in a few minutes. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”