| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:27 am] |
Title: Illumination (E)
Notes: Still biting my nails
Condom: Can't you see toppy Justin! is making use of the many he has. *grins evilly*
The first time Brian told Justin he loved him; there was practically no meaning behind the words. Brian didn’t remember it, but Justin held onto it. Though not for long, after all, Brian mumbled the barely discernible words, high and in the light of a blue orgasm that blanketed them both in the dark.
The second and third time Brian meant the words.
The whisper sounded louder than any others Justin had heard before. Shock and disbelief didn’t blind his eyes or deafen him as Brian repeated the words louder.
Blue lights illuminated their faces, the dark, and Brian’s declaration. |
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| Challenge #91 Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:58 am] |
Title: Masterpiece
Author: Runiebug
Notes: S1
Condom: Deb
The full moon lit the scene through the Captain Astro curtains, a long boy laid out like a fuckin’ Picasso Blue Piece, a scene she’d seen a thousand times, and yet. . . . .She hadn’t expected to see it again. He was too successful, too beautiful and refined now to share a small bed under rough covers, feet sticking out. But then something silvery gold shimmered and shifted under his arm, a muffled “Brimmmph” murmured into the dark, and when that long blue limb tightened around the halo of shine she realized she’d never seen this before, not really. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|03:24 pm] |
Title: Illumination (F)
Notes: Not Betad
Condom: Brian and I are both handing it to Justin
The backroom’s blue illume gave life to the previously unoccupied space, filtering through the maze of concrete walls and forbidden rooms. It glided over smooth skin, defined contoured muscles and magically hid imperfections. Sometimes its rays were a smoky screen, other times a spotlight.
Brian was bare-chested first. His nipples hardened from the crisp, stale cool air. They coursed pleasure to his cock as they rubbed against Justin’s sweater while they kissed. For only a split second, the cashmere broke their lips and tongues apart. Then Brian tasted Justin’s glowing blue mouth and continued to revel in their sex-charged victory. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|03:55 pm] |
Title: Illumination (G)
Notes: Not Betad (You asked for it)
Condom: Justin is wearing it.
“What. In. The. Fuck. Did you put up your ass?”
“Lube, Brian.”
“It looks like a fucking glow stick exploded!”
“I didn’t fuck a glow stick Brian. It’s edible glow in the dark lube.”
“I’m not eating your ass while it’s covered in that!”
Justin waited, then smiled and moaned.
Justin’s ass tasted like sweet, sticky blueberries. Brian preferred the color blue and Justin’s ass to taste like usual. But that didn’t stop him from licking Justin’s hole until there was only a little blue glow left deep inside Justin’s ass. He’d use his cock to rub that spot out. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|05:08 pm] |
Title: Illumination (H)
Notes: On my own with Justin
Condom is totally Justin's
Justin rubbed his tired eyes with the backs of his hands. He felt like he’d been in the air for days. The trip from LAX seemed twice as long as it had been to the airport months ago. He was exhausted but couldn’t sleep. Nervous anticipation kept his eyes open, heart beating fast.
Justin nearly jumped from his seat when he finally heard the announcement signaling the plane’s approach to Pittsburgh International. He looked out the window into the night; the plane circled the runway below them. Justin saw the glow of blue lights on the runway. He was home. |
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| Challenge #91: Closed // Challenge #92: Jeans |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|08:00 pm] |
Challenge #91 is now closed. Thanks to everyone who participated.
It was a close race this week! Debbie was awarded 12 condoms and our winner is Justin with 14 condoms!
 
This weeks Challenger: Drew
This weeks prompt: Jeans
Have fun! |
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| Challenge #91: Jeans |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:00 pm] |
Title: Teenagers
Author: britin1729
Condom: Drewsie “What happened to all the Doritos?” Michael asked, shoving aside bags of cookies and sweets in search of his favorite chips. “Uh, Hunter took them to his room,” Ben answered. “Took what to my room?” asked Hunter, striding into the kitchen, empty bag of Doritos in hand. “You little thief,” Michael said accusingly, snatching the bag from his hands. “Where are you off too?” Ben asked as Hunter grabbed his wallet from the counter.
“The mall.” “Be home by five.” “And pull up your jeans, for fuck's sake.” “Stay out of trouble.” “Goodbye, mom and dad,” Hunter rolled his eyes. |
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| Challenge #92: Jeans |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:38 pm] |
Title: Night Time
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vl_redreign
Timeline: 507-ish
Condom: Justin
His jeans lay crumpled in a corner, framed by the streetlight outside the high, dirty windows of the studio. Justin lay crumpled on the borrowed mattress placed in the center of the room. It was his first night here, and the noises were freaking him out.
It was a good idea, though, he told himself for the twentieth time today. Good to be on his own, in a place of his own. Now that was a novelty. No more running to Deb’s or Daphne’s.
No more blue/orange/white lights shining down. No hazel eyes and warm, strong hands.
No more Brian. |
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| Challenge #92: Jeans |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|11:15 pm] |
Title: Perfect Fit
Author: britin1729
Condom: Drew
“Don't you think, as a twenty-two year old man, I should be able to pick my own clothes?” Brian snorted, handing Justin a pair of pants over the top of the changing room door. “Maybe if you developed some style.” Justin scoffed. “I have style. Just because I don't wear overpriced Prada clothes doesn't mean I'm styleless.” He slid open the door, sporting a pair of ass hugging blue jeans. “Take them off,” ordered Brian. “What?” Brian slipped inside the room, locking the door, hand already at Justin's zipper. “I don't want cum stains on your brand new jeans.” |
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