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switch842Title: Picture Show
Author: Switch
Pairing: Brian/Justin (US Queer as Folk)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 889
Prompt: #68 - Writer's CHoice
Table o' Smut
Summary: Sequel to Rocky Horror. Brian, Justin and the gang finally arrive at Babylon.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing. Please don't sue me. I have no money anyway.
Notes: Thanks tocherrygurl31 for the beta.
Later that evening…
The gang had arrived at Babylon and were immediately ushered inside. Being the “stud of Liberty Avenue” did have its privileges. First stop was the bar, where the first round was ordered and shots were drank. Emmett then dragged Justin out on the dance floor for their usual booty shaking enticements. Brian could not keep his eyes off of Justin. He looked seriously hot in that black leather corset. He could do without the wig, honestly, but it could be easily overlooked. Especially as he watched that trim body swaying and writhing all over the dance floor.
Brian watched as Justin was continually approached by all sorts of men – the bears, the muscle queens, even a few twinks made their attempts. They were all dismissed with a kind word before Justin resumed his dancing with Emmett. And after every rebuff, Justin would find Brian and offer up a smile as if to say, “See? I’m all yours. No one else can have me.”
Brian finally decided he had had enough and went to claim what was his. He walked through the throngs of patrons, coming up behind Justin and pulling him in by the hips. Justin’s head immediately fell back onto Brian’s shoulder and he reached up to pull Brian’s head down into a kiss. Thrusting his tongue inside Justin’s mouth, Brian felt the moan that escaped his throat.
Breaking off the kiss at last, Brian leaned down to whisper in Justin’s ear, “If I don’t fuck you right now, I’m going to spontaneously combust right here.”
Justin turned in Brian’s arms as he replied, “Well, we can’t have that, now can we?”
After one more heated kiss, Brian managed to drag Justin into the backroom. He paused momentarily at the entrance to grab a condom and some lube from the ones provided. He then found the nearest wall and shoved Justin up against it.
“Do you have any idea how hot you look?” he growled.
“I think I have some idea,” Justin replied with a smirk as he rubbed Brian’s hard cock.
“Why you…. You need to be punished, you realize. Dressing like this on purpose just to taunt me. But this wig has got to go.” Brian pulled it off and flung it somewhere into the darkness of the backroom.
“Brian!” Justin protested.
“Oh, shut up. That thing was ridiculous.”
“Yeah, you’re right. But it made the costume. Without the wig, I just look like some little twink in a black leather corset and satin panties.”
“Hey, stop trying to distract me. You’re supposed to be getting punished.”
“Oh, right. Sorry about that. And what do you think an appropriate punishment would be?”
“Well, let’s think about that, shall we?” Brian said. “Taking into account the manner in which you’re dressed, it seems to me that a good spanking would be in keeping with tonight’s theme.”
Brian watched as Justin’s eyes widened with that statement. They’d played around with spanking in the privacy of their own bed, but it had never been discussed in public like this.
“Brian…” he moaned.
“Hmm, I think someone likes that idea,” Brian whispered. “Turn around; I want your ass.”
Brian kept his eyes locked on Justin’s as he turned to face the wall behind him. Brian leaned in close, practically covering Justin’s body with his own. He started kissing and nibbling on his neck as slowly lowered the tight, black underwear Justin had on. Without warning, he brought his hand back and loudly slapped Justin’s bare ass. Brian chuckled as Justin’s hips jerked back into his hand.
“Oh, yeah,” he said. “You do like that. Don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Justin whispered.
“You want more?”
“Yes. Please.”
Brian brought his hand back and swiftly landed 3 more swats on Justin’s ass. Each time, Justin groaned in pleasure, surprised by how much he was enjoying this.
“Brian,” he moaned, finally finding his voice. “Fuck me. Now.”
“My pleasure,” Brian growled.
He quickly pulled down his boxers, put on the condom and liberally applied the lube. He entered Justin in one smooth stroke and paused a moment to let him adjust to the intrusion. When he felt Justin push back into him, Brian knew they were both ready.
Feeling the tension mounting between them, Brian knew this would be a short, but very enjoyable, ride. Brian ran his hands up and down Justin’s leather covered torso, reaching underneath to play with his sensitive nipples. He finally reached down to grab Justin’s cock in his fist. Tugging on it sharply, he bit back a moan in answer to the one Justin let out.
This had to be over with soon. Brian hated to admit it, but he wasn’t going to last much longer. The feel of Justin surrounding him, the smell of the leather corset – it all overwhelmed him. Brian knew exactly what to do to set off Justin.
He but into Justin’s neck as he growled, “Come for me.”
Two more pulls and Justin was coming all over Brian’s hand and the backroom wall. The feeling of Justin squeezing him tight did Brian in. He came not long after, forcefully filling the condom. He leaned heavily against Justin’s back as he fought for breath.
“That was hot,” he said.
“Oh, yeah,” Justin agreed.
“And you are definitely keeping the corset.”
THE END
Author: Switch
Pairing: Brian/Justin (US Queer as Folk)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 889
Prompt: #68 - Writer's CHoice
Table o' Smut
Summary: Sequel to Rocky Horror. Brian, Justin and the gang finally arrive at Babylon.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing. Please don't sue me. I have no money anyway.
Notes: Thanks to
cherrygurl31 for the beta.Later that evening…
The gang had arrived at Babylon and were immediately ushered inside. Being the “stud of Liberty Avenue” did have its privileges. First stop was the bar, where the first round was ordered and shots were drank. Emmett then dragged Justin out on the dance floor for their usual booty shaking enticements. Brian could not keep his eyes off of Justin. He looked seriously hot in that black leather corset. He could do without the wig, honestly, but it could be easily overlooked. Especially as he watched that trim body swaying and writhing all over the dance floor.
Brian watched as Justin was continually approached by all sorts of men – the bears, the muscle queens, even a few twinks made their attempts. They were all dismissed with a kind word before Justin resumed his dancing with Emmett. And after every rebuff, Justin would find Brian and offer up a smile as if to say, “See? I’m all yours. No one else can have me.”
Brian finally decided he had had enough and went to claim what was his. He walked through the throngs of patrons, coming up behind Justin and pulling him in by the hips. Justin’s head immediately fell back onto Brian’s shoulder and he reached up to pull Brian’s head down into a kiss. Thrusting his tongue inside Justin’s mouth, Brian felt the moan that escaped his throat.
Breaking off the kiss at last, Brian leaned down to whisper in Justin’s ear, “If I don’t fuck you right now, I’m going to spontaneously combust right here.”
Justin turned in Brian’s arms as he replied, “Well, we can’t have that, now can we?”
After one more heated kiss, Brian managed to drag Justin into the backroom. He paused momentarily at the entrance to grab a condom and some lube from the ones provided. He then found the nearest wall and shoved Justin up against it.
“Do you have any idea how hot you look?” he growled.
“I think I have some idea,” Justin replied with a smirk as he rubbed Brian’s hard cock.
“Why you…. You need to be punished, you realize. Dressing like this on purpose just to taunt me. But this wig has got to go.” Brian pulled it off and flung it somewhere into the darkness of the backroom.
“Brian!” Justin protested.
“Oh, shut up. That thing was ridiculous.”
“Yeah, you’re right. But it made the costume. Without the wig, I just look like some little twink in a black leather corset and satin panties.”
“Hey, stop trying to distract me. You’re supposed to be getting punished.”
“Oh, right. Sorry about that. And what do you think an appropriate punishment would be?”
“Well, let’s think about that, shall we?” Brian said. “Taking into account the manner in which you’re dressed, it seems to me that a good spanking would be in keeping with tonight’s theme.”
Brian watched as Justin’s eyes widened with that statement. They’d played around with spanking in the privacy of their own bed, but it had never been discussed in public like this.
“Brian…” he moaned.
“Hmm, I think someone likes that idea,” Brian whispered. “Turn around; I want your ass.”
Brian kept his eyes locked on Justin’s as he turned to face the wall behind him. Brian leaned in close, practically covering Justin’s body with his own. He started kissing and nibbling on his neck as slowly lowered the tight, black underwear Justin had on. Without warning, he brought his hand back and loudly slapped Justin’s bare ass. Brian chuckled as Justin’s hips jerked back into his hand.
“Oh, yeah,” he said. “You do like that. Don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Justin whispered.
“You want more?”
“Yes. Please.”
Brian brought his hand back and swiftly landed 3 more swats on Justin’s ass. Each time, Justin groaned in pleasure, surprised by how much he was enjoying this.
“Brian,” he moaned, finally finding his voice. “Fuck me. Now.”
“My pleasure,” Brian growled.
He quickly pulled down his boxers, put on the condom and liberally applied the lube. He entered Justin in one smooth stroke and paused a moment to let him adjust to the intrusion. When he felt Justin push back into him, Brian knew they were both ready.
Feeling the tension mounting between them, Brian knew this would be a short, but very enjoyable, ride. Brian ran his hands up and down Justin’s leather covered torso, reaching underneath to play with his sensitive nipples. He finally reached down to grab Justin’s cock in his fist. Tugging on it sharply, he bit back a moan in answer to the one Justin let out.
This had to be over with soon. Brian hated to admit it, but he wasn’t going to last much longer. The feel of Justin surrounding him, the smell of the leather corset – it all overwhelmed him. Brian knew exactly what to do to set off Justin.
He but into Justin’s neck as he growled, “Come for me.”
Two more pulls and Justin was coming all over Brian’s hand and the backroom wall. The feeling of Justin squeezing him tight did Brian in. He came not long after, forcefully filling the condom. He leaned heavily against Justin’s back as he fought for breath.
“That was hot,” he said.
“Oh, yeah,” Justin agreed.
“And you are definitely keeping the corset.”
THE END
