| Whore In A Hoody |
[Dec. 29th, 2007|04:02 pm] |
Title: Hustler!Justin XLI (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): None
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Hustler Justin XLI
Whore In A Hoody
Justin’s at the museum. When I walk towards him the creep from last night is suddenly on him, fucking him. Justin’s crying. I move quickly but I’m then I’m strapped to a table. I’m in a hospital gown. I call for Justin and I hear him calling for Isaac. Anger fills me and the nurse pats my hand and tells me that if I don’t calm down they’ll have to remove the other testicle. I pull out of the restraints but when I get to Justin his back is bloody, like the first time. He slips into a painting, frozen.
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| Challenge #45 - Blow Jobs |
[Dec. 29th, 2007|04:16 pm] |
Title: Heaven
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Any
Condom: Michael
Michael dipped his fingers in the bowl of whipped cream and circled them over Ben’s nipples.
He traced a line down his body until he reached his cock, covering every inch of it
Ben bit his lip as the coldness hit his burning skin.
Michael bent down, sucking it off his nipples then licked and kissed his body until it was clean.
He reached his cock, running his tongue up the length of it so slowly that Ben thought he was going to explode.
When Michael took him into the warmth of his mouth he knew what heaven felt like. |
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| Whore In A Hoody |
[Dec. 29th, 2007|11:28 pm] |
Title: Hustler!Justin XLII (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): None
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Hustler Justin XLII
Whore In A Hoody
That same bright light wakes me up again. I try to close my eyes against it but I can’t. When it goes away there are voices. I open my eyes but the overhead light seems insanely bright. I close my eyes and turn my head. I’m not sure what I’m doing here, or why they’re bothering but they’re covering me in a silver blanket and there’s an IV in my arm. I go back to sleep. I close my eyes and ignore it all. When I open my eyes again it’s because someone keeps repeating my name. Great, Brian’s upset.
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