Sensuality I

Brian Kinney does not stop to smell the roses. He doesn't even stop to smell the cologne on his latest trick. So many men, so little time.

But there's an exception to this express-fuck methodology.

When it comes to Justin, he indulges in a more leisured approach. To Brian, Justin's body is a veritable garden of olfactory delights – citrus cologne and shampoo, salt-sweaty armpits, musky groin, even the sour perfume of Justin's toes can make Brian salivate. Most of all he relishes the sweet bitter tang of Justin's luscious ass.

These are scents to savor.

Who the fuck needs roses?
 

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