Brian never intended to take Justin home again.

Fucking him once was enough. But after the brat’s display on the dance floor, he had no choice… he had to take matters in hand, so to speak. Still, that was it. It wasn’t his fault the kid ran to Mikey’s that night -- he certainly wasn’t going to turn down a blow job from one as eager to learn as Justin. It was practically his duty to educate the boy in the practiced art of fellatio, after all. But that was it. Done. Fini.

If only Justin hadn’t bought that nipple ring.