Fuck the Game- B/J ficlett
Jun. 12th, 2014 10:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

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Pairing:Brian/Justin.
Timeline:Post 513
Disclaimer:I own nothing.
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"Why the fuck are they calling it soccer in this country ?? WHY can't they just call it football like normal people?" Brian frowns as he adjust his position in front of the big screen TV in the living room, watching ESPN.
"Who the fuck cares, Brian? It's like 1.30 in the morning. Don't you have better things to do now? Let's go back to bed…" Justin protests in a sleep filled voice trying to snuggle on the sofa next to Brian's firm shirtless torso.
"YOU can go back upstairs to bed. I'm sitting here to watch the game," Brian answers absently.
"I'm NOT going back to bed now. You're making too much noise down here. I can't sleep," Justin pouts. "And what's the difference between football and soccer anyway?"
"Fuck… I'm not going to explain it to you now," Brian grants.
"See if I care… but I have to admit these guys look hot whatever they're playing," Justin replies ; his eyes scanning the TV screen.
Brian takes his eyes from the TV screen and gazes at Justin. At 34 the blond still looks fresh and sweet as ever but there's an air of maturity about him and just the right amount of added muscle tone that makes him look hot and inviting.
"Okay, FUCK the game!! I really don't have to sit here all night. I can watch a recap online tomorrow morning. My dick tells me there ARE better things to do now," He whispers under his breath reaching out for the remote control to turn the TV off. "Race you upstairs?" he teases.
" Umm… I guess we can still have time for a SUCK-er match- or two- Mr. Kinney," Justin giggles as he rushes upstairs to catch up with his long legged husband.
Who said gay guys are not into Sports?