""Again?" Brian laughed softly, that sputtery laugh that was the aural equivalent of slicking his body with oil and smearing it with glitter." MM-MMM! :D

""You're getting your pillow all wet."

"I don't care." " - I think my pillow gets wet because of Brian also! :b

"That was when Brian started to thrust against him, his hips pumping furiously now to bring them both to climax in record time.

"Oh, my God," Curt cried.

Brian snuggled peacefully against Curt's sweat-slick body and closed his eyes. "*Now* we're stuck together like glue."" - Oh yes! Now c'mere boys and stick to me like glue! :evil


:evil Ebony. :evil





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