Oh god, please get to share the air with face of god...but stop reading fic where Brian names babies after himself God.

All I ask is that you spare me the details of how that one pic of Gale's back made you flick your clit until it threw sparks or how Randy's hair made you bounce harder on your dildo. TMI, PEOPLE, TMI.

*BWAHAAA* *goes back and deletes all non-graphic saliva refs* I swear I've tried to limit things to people's imaginations and generally only indulge in a tiny bit of distant drooling myself and the odd undefined lick but I know when I've had to start reading about someone visualizing Gale's cock in their mouths and other orifices or bringing their hubbies or BFs orwhateverthefuck into what is supposed to be a *Brian/Justin* sexspam, it's hasta la vista, baby. The only other people allowed to have explicit sex in public are Gale and Randy, kthx.