100 chapters. Can you believe it? I can't. Honestly, this fic was never meant to be this long! I just wanted to thank all my readers for sticking through this story. Your reviews really mean a lot to me. 100 chapters... yikes! But this story is slowly coming to an end... and again, I thank all of you for reading this. Please enjoy my 100th chapter: Candyman candyman Through-out breakfast, the two lovers continue to exchange looks while Molly rambles on about her upcoming birthday party. As much as Justin wanted to ask Brian a dozen questions… just watching him eat his breakfast and sip his coffee was making him hard. Brian tries to look away, but can’t. He knew that look and more so, knew what that look would do to him if he didn’t turn away… but, of course, he couldn’t t turn away. Instead, a small smirk escapes his lip and he slowly takes another bite of his French toast, wondering why the hell he chose French toast to eat… too many calories. Smiling a little wider, he knows exactly how he’ll have to work those calories off. Justin’s cheek turn a slight shade of pink as he steals a glance away from his lover, smiling shyly before returning the gaze. “So what do you think?” Molly asks, oblivious to what was going on around her. Brian clears his throat. “Whatever you want.” She giggles, “Seriously?” Turning to her, he shrugs, “It’s your birthday.” “But do you think the hotel will mind having a live band?” Brian pauses. Justin laughs. Molly shrugs, “Whatever. I’ll go online and find out what band I want. Are you guys done eating?” “Yes.” They both say in unison, nearly stumbling out of their chairs. Brian tosses some bills on the table and guides Justin to the elevator in record time. “What’s the rush?” Molly asks, entering the elevator with them. “I can’t believe I’m going to be thirteen. That means I’m a teen-ager, you know.” Brian pulls Justin in front of him and Justin can’t help smiling as he feels his lover’s erection against his jean-clad ass. With a smirk, he pushes back, trying not to chuckle when Brian stifles a groan. The doors open and Molly skips out into the hallway and into her room, “See you guys later, I have work to do!” “Me too,” Brian whispers huskily against Justin’s ear and opens the hotel room door. “Watch the knee… shit, I think I dropped my crutches in the elevator.” Justin says, trying to turn back towards the elevator. Lifting his lover up and over his shoulder, Brian announces, “Later,” and shuts the door behind them. “Fuck, Brian… I’m getting dizzy!” Justin laughs and then makes an exaggerated huff when Brian drops him on the bed. “Better?” Brian asks, quickly removing his clothing and tackling Justin before he can answer. Nodding, Justin tries to help remove his own clothing, but gives up when his lover decides that ripping them off was the better solution. “I’m going to fuck you... so fuckin’… hard…” Brian pants, turning Justin onto his stomach and sucking on his neck. Justin moans, trying to push back, but the cast prevent him from too much movement. Brian, noticing the struggle, pulls Justin off the bed and towards the closet, opening the door and throwing the hung clothing off. “Oh God…” Justin moans, knowing exactly what Brian was planning to do. Reaching up, he grabs the metal bar and prays that handle doesn’t break. Brian’s lips travel all over his lover’s body, licking and smelling, moaning his name until he can’t take it anymore and sheathes his cock in a condom. “Ready?” Justin nods, his body trembling. Holding on tight, he braces himself, making sure he didn’t put any weight on his healing leg. “Relax…” Brian whispers, tenderly kissing Justin’s earlobe. Justin’s body relaxes on cue. With a lubed finger, Brian coats his partner’s hole, reveling in the sounds emitting from Justin’s mouth. Smiling softly, he adds a second finger inside. The younger man arches back, trying to move backwards on one foot against his lover. Taking hold of Justin’s hip, Brian slowly lets his cock sink into the blonde’s treasured hole. “Oh fuck, yes….” Brian moans against Justin, stilling his partner’s thrashing body. He wanted to enjoy this feeling for just a little bit longer…. “Brian….” Justin groans, “More….more…fuck…me…fuck me…now….” Sliding out slowly, Brian pushes hard and deep back inside, moaning once again at the delicious, tight warmth. He pulls out a second time, this time slamming hard into his lover. “Shit!” Justin cries out, his good knee giving out as he tightens his grip on the closet bars. Closing his eyes, he lets his body vibrate with the sensations from Brian’s thrusting cock drilling into him. “Mmmm… yes…. Fuck…Brian….so fuckin’ good…” “I want to see you,” Brian murmurs suddenly, pulling Justin off the bar and quickly turning him around to face him. Justin reaches back up, grabbing the bar once again as Brian hoists him up in his arms, pulling backwards slightly and then slamming his dick hard and fast into Justin’s hole. “Oh fuckin’ God!” Justin cries, dropping his head back. He tightens his grip on the closet bar as his body is pushed and pulled. Ignoring the creaking metal above his head, Justin wraps his uninjured leg around Brian for better leverage. “Look….at… me…” Brian grunts between hard thrusts. With a moan, Justin forces his head up, leaning forward slightly to see his lover fucking him senseless. “Oh God…” he moans again, watching Brian’s luscious expressions travel across his face. “Fuck…Justin… you’re so fuckin’…amazing…” Brian licks his lips, diving deeper into Justin’s tight hole, hitting his lover’s favorite spot again and again while watching and hearing the intoxicating sounds rushing out of his partner’s mouth. Justin’s head falls back once again as his body trembles. The bar starts to dip and Justin cums with a stifled cry. Brian groans as he is pulled into his own pleasurable climax as well. Reaching up, Brian gently pushes Justin’s hands away from the near-broken bar and catches him before his lover hits the floor. “Fuck,” Justin pants as the two lovers lie side by side on the carpet. “That was hot.” Brian nods, “We’re always hot.” Chuckling, Justin has to agree with that statement. Getting up, Brian heads to the kitchen to retrieve two bottles of water. Returning to the floor, he hands one to Justin. “Thanks.” Taking a long sip, Justin closes his eyes. Opening them, he has to smile to see Brian staring at him, “What?” In his mind, Brian wants to tell him that he thinks Justin is beautiful. But decides to just smile and kiss the twink instead. "You so love me,” Justin teases. “You know it.” Still smiling, Justin ruffles his lover’s chestnut hair. “Let’s take this to bed.” Nodding, Brian gets up, pulling Justin up and carrying him to the bed. “Shit, I can get used to this treatment,” Justin teases. Lying Justin down, Brian returns to the kitchen and opens to fridge, knowing full well that Justin would have it stocked with food. “You’re hungry?” Justin asks, surprised. Though Brian barely ate his French toast, he didn’t think he ever saw his lover eat anything between meals. With a smile, Brian pulls out a small bowl of cut fruit and returns to the bed. “Of course,” Justin says with an eye roll, “your idea of snacking would be something healthy.” Picking up a melon, Brian arches his eye brow and turns his attention to the young blonde lying beside him. With a smile, he places the cold fruit directly on Justin’s nipple. “Fuck!” Still smiling, Brian circles the melon around Justin’s areole before sliding the fruit across his pale chest and slowly runs it across his other nipple. Justin closes his eyes, gripping the bed sheets as he bites his tongue to keep from whimpering. Leaning down, Brian gently licks and sucks each nipple while letting the melon continue its journey down Justin’s firm stomach, teasingly halting its destination at the start of his hips. “Bri…an…” Justin groans, arching forward as his lover’s expert tongue travels down his chest and stomach and begins to tongue fuck his navel. Kissing his hips, Brian opens his mouth and chews the melon slowly before returning to Justin’s mouth. The sweet juice is shared between the lovers and Justin ignores the sticky trail falling down his chin, knowing full well that Brian would eventually lick it off. Reaching back to the bowl, Brian pulls out a slice of kiwi and puts it between his teeth. Justin opens his mouth to speak, but his lexis turn into a wordless moan once the kiwi begins to slide down his chest and tickles his ribcage. Brian sucks the kiwi into his mouth, immediately sliding down and engulfing Justin’s cock at the same time. “Holy fuck!” Justin gasps. Brian grins slightly, slowly sucking his lover’s cock before deep throating it. Justin’s eyes roll back. No one ever gave head as good as Brian: that was a fact. Licking the sensitive underside of Justin’s shaft, Brian plays with his partner’s balls before sucking on them as well. “God…Brian….” Justin moans. Reaching under his lover, Brian gently pushes a finger into Justin’s hole. Listening to the soft meows and moans coming out of his lover makes Brian’s own cock achingly hard. He adds a second and then pushes a third one in. “Ah!” Justin arches his back, cumming hard against the back of Brian’s throat. Brian greedily swallows every drop before grabbing another condom and quickly sheathing his dick with it. Lifting up his lover’s hips, Brian slams hard into Justin’s hole, fucking him mercilessly until he finally cums with a satisfied groan. Justin blinks slowly as he catches his breath. “Shit…” Brian nods, closing his own eyes while blindly reaching for his cigarettes. Turning back to his lover, Brian is about to ask for a light, when he sees Justin already fast asleep. Smiling, he leans down and kisses Justin’s soft lips.