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johnrcrichton00 (johnrcrichton00) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 13:05:00

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complete, day 7, john crichton, maxxie oliver, pheromones

Day 7- DAY OF THE PHEROMONES!
Who: John and Maxxie
What: Day of the Pheromones, Mountain Biking
When: Day 7, Morning
Where: Starting along the mountain biking trails and then…
Rating: TBD
Status: CLOSED-COMPLETE

John awoke feeling a bit homesick for once…not for his most recent home, friends and family on the starship, Moya, but for Earth…for a simpler time; he thought of his time as a boy doing things with his dad and his buddy, D.K. Knox. What great times they had playing ball, fishing, camping, riding their dirt bikes…he stopped and thought, They have mountain biking here…yeah…think I’ll check that out today!.

While in the shower, John made his plans for the day, he decided that, before he went mountain biking, he’d stop by the café and pick up a few snacks and wrap them up to stuff in his backpack for later on…but, his main decision was that it wouldn’t be as much fun to go alone as it would to bike with someone else. For some reason, Maxxie Oliver came into his mind. He laughed at how silly the boy looked when he first saw him, all sprawled along the ground…no shirt and a pink boa! Crazy kid was high on something and thought John was Brigitte’s dad…thought his arrival on the planet was all some elaborate joke being played on him. John lathered up his shampoo and shook his head remembering the poor boy when the truth finally hit him. Such a pitiful sight…John actually thought Maxxie was going to have a full out nervous breakdown.

Stepping out of the shower to towel off, John was never more sure of a decision. He figured that he could check up on Maxxie and make sure he was okay and be like a father figure to him…he was technically old enough to be his dad, him being 35 and Maxxie being 19…he grinned at himself in the mirror and said, “Well, let’s say big brother”. He dressed in forest-green cargo shorts, standard white wifebeater, ankle socks and biking shoes. Grabbing his backpack, he filled two waterbottles and tossed them in and also a first aid kit. With a smile, he hurried out to get started.

Stopping in the café, John selected four different prewrapped sandwiches, a couple bags of chips, four energy bars and several napkins. On the way out the door he saw a small rack that hadn’t been there before…it had Pez dispensers hanging on it. He laughed looking at the candy dispensers with the giant heads that spit candy out of their throats. He hadn’t been on Earth in so long, he didn’t recognize some of the characters, but a few he did… “Bullwinkle!”, he chuckled, “Gotta get this for Maxxie”, he tossed it in his pack.

Entering housing unit D, John took the steps to the second level, two at a time, and whistled as he strolled down the hallway to room #D225. Knocking enthusiastically, he called out, “Mrs. Oliver, can Maxxie come out and play?!”.

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maxxie_oliver
2008-07-27 11:00 am UTC (link)

Maxxie let his fingers rake into the sweat moistened chest hair that adorned the larger man's muscular pectorals. Locking eyes with John, he smiled knowingly at the admission of being about to explode. The young blond felt the same. He quivered at the powerful arm that held his body close, the tender touch at his cheek, in his hair.

Pushing up on his toes to match John's added height, Maxxie grazed his smooth chest against soft fur and muscles of steel until, with arms wrapped around the taller man's neck, he pressed a soft kiss to John's lips. Letting it linger like a whisper or soft breeze on a steamy day. An invitation, an acquiescence, a silent offering.

The teenager was no virgin but in his experience, he had never been with anyone like John. Maxxie's idea of an older man was mid twenties, but he had to admit this man beat anything he had ever had or dreamed of. And while admitting, the fact that John had never been attracted to a boy before Maxxie was an added turn on like no other.

Maxxie's heart pounded in his chest, his entire body leaned forward until skin met skin causing electricity to surge through every nerve ending. The bulge that Maxxie had admired the day before was now pulsing alongside his own causing the boy's hips to thrust into a slow grind.

John had done nothing but admit his desire and wrap an arm around Maxxie and yet, for the first time, the teen worried that he would orgasm before ever removing his pants. His lips parted slightly against John's to release a needful moan of desire.

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