| Challenge #75: Variations of Come |
[Jul. 20th, 2008|10:03 pm] |
Title: Predictable
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jule1122Condom:</b> Justin
Brian knocked loudly on the door. “Professor, Professor, can Mikey come over?” he sang.
Ben opened the door and sighed, “You’re drunk.”
“Not drunk enough if I can still rhyme. See ‘professor, professor' just like 'red rover, red rover,’” Brian clung to the door and laughed.
More amused than annoyed, Ben hid a smile “He’s waiting for you at Woody’s. I’ll drive you there.”
Brian started to object, but nodded instead.
Ben grabbed his keys and wondered if Brian knew as soon as Justin told him he wouldn’t be coming home this weekend, his next call had been to Michael. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2008|11:10 pm] |
Title: Favors
Notes: I blame this entirely on bookgirl24 and tweedygirl. As tweedygal put it: The three of us, as we often do, got to talking about weird things. One of them was writing an Emmett/Carl/Debbie drabble. So we each wrote one, used the word "come," and now we're posting them here for everyone to enjoy.
Condom: Debbie
“Emmett, I need a favor."
Emmett looked up from stirring the pot of beef stew. Debbie sounded strangely timid.
"Okay, sure."
"Don't you want to fucking know what it is first?"
"Not really. I trust you."
"Okay, here's the deal. I want you to show me how to give Carl a blowjob."
"Do you have any dildos that match his – "
"No, I mean I want you to blow him and me watch. That way, we get live feedback and, if he comes long and loud, you’re doing something right.”
“Emmett, honey, do you need help off of the floor?" |
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| *Challenge #75, Variations of Come* |
[Jul. 20th, 2008|11:17 pm] |
Title: Come Again?
Notes: This is one of three drabbles from me, sidhe and bookgirl24. The three of us, as we often do, got to talking about weird things. One of them was writing an Emmett/Carl/Debbie drabble. So we each went to our respective corners, wrote one, used the word "come," and now we're posting them here for everyone to enjoy.
And the condom goes to: Debbie
“Emmett, honey, could you come sit down for a minute? Carl and I need to talk to you.”
Emmett, who was on his way out, looked confused. The look on Carl’s face didn’t help a bit.
“Debbie? What’s wrong?”
“Em. I’m not really sure how to say this, but that trick you brought home last night?”
Emmett cringed. “Too loud again?”
“No, too related to Carl.”
Shocked, Emmett looked at Carl, who nodded uncomfortably.
“My nephew, Garrett. I saw him leaving this morning.”
Emmett’s mouth hung open.
“I didn’t know you had a gay nephew.”
“Neither did I,” said Carl. |
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| Caught |
[Jul. 20th, 2008|11:28 pm] |
Title: Caught
Author: bookgirl24
Notes: I blame this entirely on sidhe and tweedygirl. As tweedygal put it: The three of us, as we often do, got to talking about weird things. One of them was writing an Emmett/Carl/Debbie drabble. So we each wrote one, used the word "come," and now we're posting them here for everyone to enjoy.
And the condom goes to: 2 to Debbie
( Caught, in two parts ) |
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