| *Challenge #73, Rimming* |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|08:21 am] |
Title: How To
Notes: Two drabbles. To explain where this oddness came from would take many many more words than the actual drabbles themselves. I'll just say that yesterday was a tequila sort of day and ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) dirtylttlescret is an enabler. And a damn fine beta. Oh, and margaritas are definitely my drink.
And the CONDOMS go to: 2 to Brian Kinney
ETA: happier_bunny went all mod on me and pointed out that the first one didn't technically having rimming in it, but then she went all wonderful on me and suggested a slight change or two to make it work. And that's why I love her so!!!
Brian and Justin were drunk. Usually, this led to groping, rimming, and finally to sex. But tonight, Justin was pissy and said he wasn't interested. Brian couldn't seem to comprehend that.
"You aren't interested? What the fuck?" he trailed off as he stared at the cigarette smoke swirling above his head. They were really, really drunk.
"I want a margarita on the rocks," Justin said. Brian began to laugh.
"Margaritas are for pussies."
Justin pouted, "I've drunk them before. And stop calling me a pussy."
"Whatever you say, pussy boy."
Still grumbling, Justin went to the computer and started googling.
( more inside ) |
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| What Do You Want? |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|12:29 pm] |
Title: What Do You Want?
Author firehead30
Warnings/Author's Notes: Ben/Michael, I don't think it is too graphic.
And the condom goes to: Brian, who else would Micheal give it to?
Beta:vlredreign
I love dancing with Michael. He is always a bit awkward, not quite catching my rhythm. If I am patient, he finds me. He knows what he wants; just unsure. He relaxes; his back against my chest, his right arm curls behind my neck. Michael stops thinking. His ass presses into me. He lets me guide him unconsciously
"What do you want, Michael?"
He blushes, pulling away. I bring him back against me whispering that I can't wait to go home. I want to raise his legs up over his head and bury my tongue inside his ass.
"Let's fuck." |
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| Challenge #73: RIMMING |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|01:39 pm] |
TITLE: Pillow Talk
AUTHOR:happier_bunny
A/N: Kisses to xie_xie_xie for the beta and to tweedygal for the plot bunny.
CONDOM: JUSTIN
Brian glanced at Justin lying next to him. “So let me get this straight. You want me backstage, mixing margaritas, so you can get drunk before accepting an award for your anti-Stockwell campaign?”
“Not drunk Brian, just calm. I’m nervous.”
“You fucking stripped onstage in a packed club, but accepting an award has you nervous?”
“It‘s George Clooney. I’ll make it worth your time.” Justin stroked Brian’s dick.
“Yeah? How?”
“You can do anything you want to me.”
“Anything? Like tie you up and lick your ass until you beg me to fuck you?”
Justin moaned. “Sure.”
“Fine. Roll over.” |
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[Jul. 7th, 2008|02:20 pm] |
Title: 21
Author: dirtylttlescret
Condom: Justin
When they first get back together, Drew fucks Emmett so hard, he thinks the soreness he’d felt after the Liberty Ride would have been a step up.
“Oh god, where did you learn to fuck like that?” says Emmett, his boneless body draped lazily over Drew’s toned chest.
“I guess I picked up a few things during my years of youthful indiscretion,” he says, kissing him tenderly.
“Anything else you’ve learned along the way?” Emmett prods.
Drew responds by nudging him up to his knees and spreading his cheeks. “I learned this one from a basketball player. It’s called rimming.” |
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| I can't fight this feeling anymore |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|03:11 pm] |
Ok, um, well, this came out of a conversation with dirtylttlescrt. I told her I can't write Ben and Michael Porn any more than I can write Brian and Justin porn. I told her that my porn sounds like bad stereo instructions for the Kama Sutra....and then she thought I should play REO Speedwagon and see if that helps...and this is what I came up with. She told me to make a drabble out of it and so I did. Blame her.
Title: I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore
Author: firehead30
Warnings/Author's Notes: song!fic
Beta: Are you kidding? No way would I ask anyone to beta this.
And the condom goes to: Brian
*runs away quickly*
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
Michael put his hand on Ben's dick, "WOW, that's hard. What are you going to do to me with that?"
Ben replied, "Well, Michael, I am glad you asked. I think we should explore Splitting the Bamboo before utilizing Pair of Tongs and segueing into Suspended Congress; finding ultimate pleasure in Congress of the Crow."
Michael looked at Ben, shrugged and stated, "Big Guy, rim me, ram me, tie me up and fuck me good, but otherwise, shut up."
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore |
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| Challenge #73: Rimming |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|03:43 pm] |
Title: He-Man, My Ass!
Author: vl_redreign
Condom: Brian, cause he told Emmett to do that.
“No.”
“Drew, honey-“
“No, Emmett! You gotta be kidding me!!”
Thus the argument raged.
Drew may be gay, but in his mind, he was a guy that just happened to like fucking guys. Fucking. Maybe have a guy suck him off, but reciprocating was out of the question. Until Emmett. Emmett changed his outlook on a lot of things. But there was one place he refused to go.
“Look, I’ll do you first.”
“Emmett...”
“Just lay down and shut up.”
“Fine.”
At the first swipe of Em’s tongue over his hole, Drew decided he needed to rethink his current position. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2008|05:25 pm] |
Title: Brian's Favorite Corner - Part Deux
Author: dirtylttlescret
A/N: Yeah, so totally not my fault. This is a continuation of 4cupcakes1988's crack drabbles about a certain icon that looks like Brian taking a wizz in the corner. It (along with the drabbles) can be found here.
Condom: One to Justin because the first one doesn't have rimming.
Brian was naked down on his hands and knees on the hardwood floor next to the loft door. The pungent odor of ammonia wafted from the corner next the sliding door. Justin was standing behind him, fully clothed, a black leather paddle clasped in his hand.
He’d caught Brian peeing in the corner again.
“I told you what was going to happen if you did it again,” said Justin raising up the paddle and bringing it down with a loud thwack.
“Ow Justin, that really hurts.”
“Well don’t go pee-pee in the corner and I won’t have to spank you.”
( And on to the rimming ) |
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| Challenge 73: Rimming |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|05:26 pm] |
Title: More Than Satisfactory
Author: jule1122
Note: Companion to How Much?
Condom: Justin
Brian returned to the loft and found Justin on the couch, naked except for the leather jacket. Justin slowly got to his feet, one hand drifting to his cock, as he licked his lips.
Brian knew exactly where he wanted that tongue. “How much for rimming?” Brian whispered against Justin’s neck. He licked the spot just above the collar savoring the scent of leather mixed with taste of Justin’s skin.
Minutes later, Justin’s tongue was deep in his ass, and the leather he tasted was from the sleeve of his own coat as he bit down to keep from screaming. |
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| Challenge 73: Rimming |
[Jul. 7th, 2008|07:28 pm] |
Title: Almost Silent
Author: jule1122
Note: Follows More Than Satisfactory
Beta: The wonderful happier_bunny
Condom: Justin
Justin flicked his tongue against Brian’s hole and waited. A low moan so faint he never would have heard it if he hadn’t been listening.
He flattened his tongue and licked all the way up Brian’s ass before plunging in as deep as he can. His reward – a muffled gasp.
Justin knew how hard Brian was working at being quiet, and he didn’t mind. He liked working for every small sigh, every groan that escaped from behind gritted teeth. He loved knowing that the things he did with his tongue left Brian incapable of silence.
Justin sucked hard and listened. |
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