Hunting Season Continues- B/J series 5/6

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Author:guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline:Post 513
Other Character:The rest of the gang.
Summary: After a well planned conspiracy the boys are now engaged.What would the near future hold for them?
A/N:This is a follow up story to Hunting Season. http://guavejuice.livejournal.com/tag/hunting%20season if you wish to read it first.
Disclaimer:I own nothing.
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Part 5

"What the fuck happened here??" Brian doesn't sound too amused as he and Justin walk into Babylon's main space that night.

"You like it?" Emmett cheers. The dance floor is covered with fake sea sand, sea shells and palm trees. The huge spotlights above projects lush red golden colors to imitate a tropical sunset and the thumpa -thumpa is blazing.

"It's not Fire Island, I know, but it's my own way of saying sorry for coming down too hard on you guys earlier." Emmett grins. "Well... with the wedding plans, I mean." he giggles." Okay, let me show you the bar area." He continues right away. They walk over to the bar. The entire area is decorated with drapes of red fabric, colorful paper beach lamps and mini palm trees.

"I rather like it actually, Em." Justin beams back. "Come on Brian." He drags his fiancé by the hand. "Let's have a look around."

"I don't need to take a look around. I own this fucking place." Brian rolls his eyes and turns to the hunky bartender to ask for something stronger than a cocktail.

"Exactly." Justin seems to be enjoying himself. "How about we check your VIP back room? That might cheer you up." he licks his full luscious lips.

"Mr. Taylor! I though you said hunting season is over!" Brian teases and empties his Jim Beam in one gulp.

"It most certainly is as you and I both know, Mr.Kinney" Justin says, whipping one stray Beam drop from Brian's neck. "But nevertheless, we can still enjoy ourselves at least until labor day, don't we?" Justin smirks. "Let's give the boys a run for their money."

Brian doesn't seem to resist as Justin pushes the bar stool and they both move towards the second floor into the VIP room.

"My playground, My rules." Brian whispers under his breath as he throws Justin onto one of the large comfortable sofas and unbuttons his shirt.

"That would never change." Justin moans and encourages his fiancé to move forward. He opens Brian's fly and peels his designer's jeans off. His own cock twitches when he notices Brian didn't even bother to put his underwear on when they left home earlier.

"Briaaan." He lets out an urgent passionate moan, lying naked on the sofa waiting for his man.
Brian climbs onto the sofa but takes his time to prepare. He gives his own cock couple of short pumps. He smears generous amount of lube on his throbbing dick and then around Justin's opening.
He then skillfully glides his favorite high quality extra thin condom on his slippery but firm cock. "Just in case." He smirks at his partner.
He adjusts his position on top of Justin and dives into his wet warm hole, pressing their lips together. The room is rather dark and is separated from the rest of the place by large decorative black screens but few inquisitive eyes peer through it.

"People are watching us." Justin points out when he breaks the kiss, breathing heavily.

"Fuck! That's what makes it fun." Brian huffs. His butt cheeks wiggle and contract with every thrust.

Justin can't wait to ride the wave of his impending orgasm but keeps a firm grip around Brian's waist and holds back a while longer letting Brian squeeze every drop of pleasure out of him.
Brian twitches and groans, indicating he's about to cum, then explodes into the condom with one huge sigh of relief. Justin follows seconds afterwards, taking his time to let each and every little shock wave wash over his body.

"Next time we won't have to use this." Brian chuckles, discarding the full condom. "I promise." He leans into Justin to kiss him on his lips.

"Wait, I've got an idea." Justin suddenly burst into laughter.

"Pray tell." Brian inquires, slapping Justin's perfectly shaped ass.

"I can't. Not now." Justin smiles sweetly.

TBC...