| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|06:08 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (13-25 of 25 drabbles in a series you should start at 1 but I guess you don't have to.)
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) morgan_is_randy Mistakes are mine.
I thought about giving them to Brian, but I promise next time I can, I will. I was very conflicted. But Justin is the Little Hummer boy whom inspired this series of drabbles. So.. Justin gets 13 more condoms from me
“Don’t even think about it,” Brian warned.
Justin shrugged his shoulders. “I’m way past thinking about it.”
“Justin.”
“Brian?”
“Justin!”
“Brian.”
“Twat.”
“Fucker.”
“Fuckee?”
“Yeah, right.”
“Brian, please. One is not going to kill you.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do.”
“Brian,” Justin whined.
“You’re being awfully childish today.”
“What can I say? The Christmas spirit brings out the best in me.”
Brian considered throwing the hideous Santa Clause ornament at Justin’s face. He thought better of it and turned toward the tree to hang it before he did something else that would wipe the smug smile off Justin’s face.
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|10:28 am] |
Title: Fixing It
Author: Xie
Condom: Brian
Notes: Part 1 of several...
It was Christmas Eve, and Brian was watching Justin sleep.
Rain sheeted noisily against the loft windows, and there was just enough late afternoon light to show the shadows under his eyes.
The dishes could have waited. So could the email Ted had sent him. But Brian cleaned and dried every plate, every fork, every glass, and put them all carefully away before sitting at his computer.
An hour later he heard something and looked up. It was Justin, a pillow crease on his cheek, his hair standing up. "Hey."
Brian looked at him, and thought about what to say.
Continued here... |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|12:01 pm] |
Title: Fixing It, 2-6 of several; series begins here.
Author: Xie
Condoms: 5 to Brian
Warning: Minor Character Death; WIP
( Fixing It, Parts 2-6... )
Continued here... |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|01:00 pm] |
Title: (No title, the 100 words were exhausting enough)
Author: outlander
Condom: Brian of course!
Notes: Prompted by suze_y's New Year's resolution post. And Brian is getting condom massacred. Desperate times call for desperate measures...
Ted vows next December he will brutally cut the dogs from his portfolio, just taking the loss. Something has to offset these gains.
Emmett’s going to delegate more. The business is getting too big to personally choose every fork, napkin and glass. Well, stemware is so critical to the overall presentation, maybe he’ll just pass on the flatware.
Michael will see JR on every holiday. Whatever it takes. And yes, Flag Day is a holiday.
Waking to a mouthful of blond hair and watching the snow fall gently on the lawn of Britin, Brian vows not to change a thing. |
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| *challenge #96: 'tis the Season* |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|01:08 pm] |
Title: Getting Ready
Notes: Sole gave me visual inspiration and Outlander is hard to resist, so I wrote this silly thing.
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney.
Brian lay on his bed, watching Justin in the bathroom. He was getting ready to go out. It was New Year's Eve and they were celebrating at Babylon. Brian felt his dick twitch as he watched a naked Justin shave, then apply lotion to his elbows.
"That ass," he thought. "So perfect. The things I could do to that ass."
When Justin came into the bedroom, still naked, Brian was completely hard.
"Fuck Babylon," he thought. "We're staying in tonight."
He smiled at Justin and cupped his hard-on. "Come over here," he said. "I've got something to show you." |
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| *challenge #96: 'tis the Season* |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|02:11 pm] |
Title: If It Weren't for Bad Luck
Notes: No beta, all mistakes are mine. Go Brian!! (I accidentally posted this at my own journal earlier, so sorry if you're having to see it twice)
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney.
Brian was tired. And hungry. Working on New Year’s Day was ridiculous. He was ready for takeout, a bottle of whiskey and a hot, hot shower, preferably with a hot, hot blond.
Instead, he walked into the smell of something horribly burned, pots and pans littering the kitchen and Justin standing in the middle of it all, sucking furiously at his thumb.
Brian raised an eyebrow in question.
“I was making black-eyed peas for New Year’s. You know, for good luck?” Justin began. “But I burned them and then I burned my thumb.”
Brian began laughing and couldn’t stop. |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|02:18 pm] |
Title: Fixing It, 7-13 of several; series begins here.
Author: Xie
Condoms: 7 to Brian
Warning: Minor Character Death; WIP
( Fixing It, Parts 7-13... ) |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|04:25 pm] |
Title: Fixing It, 14-19 of several; series begins here.
Author: Xie
Condoms: 6 to Brian
Warning: Minor Character Death; WIP
( Fixing It, Parts 14-19... ) |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|07:53 pm] |
Title: Movie Makeovers
Author: 4cupcakes1988
Condoms: 1 to Brian
Warning: Silliness & references to The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
Thanks to: tweedygal and outlander for the nudge! &hearts
“I don’t care if it’s Brad Pitt, we are not going to the movies on Christmas Day, Brian. We have to be at Deb’s at four o’clock.”
“There’s an early show—we’ll go to Deb’s after. Besides, it’s got all kinds of magical digital computer animation and shit. And if you’re lucky, I may even feel you up.”
Before Justin could stop him, Brian had their coats in his hand and was practically out the door.
“Brian, you never want to go to the movies. You just want to see if you’re still hotter than ‘Computer-Enhanced, Time-Warped Mr. Angelina Jolie.’” |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|08:32 pm] |
Title: Fixing It, 20-27 of several; series begins here.
Author: Xie
Condoms: 8 to Brian
Warning: Minor Character Death; WIP
( Fixing It, Parts 20-27... ) |
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| Challenge #96: 'Tis the Season |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|10:28 pm] |
Title: Fucking Bunnies on Vacation III
Author: 4cupcakes1988
Condoms: 1 to Brian
Warning: Silliness
Thanks to: tweedygal, outlander, besamislabios ♥
“Happy New Year, Brian.”
“Happy New Year, Justin. We actually survived two weeks with those bunnies. I’m having the loft sanitized on Friday morning.”
“I think you miss the little fuckers. I saw you wistfully glance over to their corner this morning. What are you up to?”
“I don’t do wistful. This is about Gus. He likes...excuse me, loves those rodents...And it’s a pain in the ass for Mel and Lindsay to have to drag that cage back and forth. It would make sense if we had a cage here...And that school’s cage is definitely NOT top of the line...” |
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| *Challenge #96: 'tis the Season* |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|10:59 pm] |
Title: Confetti on the Floor
Notes: No beta, all mistakes are mine.
And the condom goes to: All together now: Brian Kinney.
Glitter spilled down from the ceiling onto the dance floor at Babylon in huge amounts, covering Justin and Brian as they danced. They didn’t seem to notice or even hear the crowd around them, shouting “Happy New Year!” after counting down the last minute.
Brian’s knees were bent and Justin was grinding his crotch against one of his legs. Justin’s head was thrown back and Brian watched his eyes flutter as he pushed his leg back into Justin’s hard-on. Groaning a little, he pulled Justin up, lips open, tongue winding with Justin’s -- pushing them both closer to the edge. |
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| *Challenge #96: 'tis the Season* |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|11:56 pm] |
Title: Stroke of Midnight
Notes: Thanks to dirtylttlescret for the beta. *hugs*
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney.
Justin, licking Brian's neck and downing shots of tequila, was wearing a ridiculous New Year's hat he’d gotten when they arrived at Babylon. Brian pushed at the hat every time he licked, but Justin didn't notice. He just kept licking and drinking, occasionally pushing on tiptoe to lick behind Brian's ear.
“You drink any more of that and you won’t be worth fucking later,” Brian said.
“I’m fiiiiiinnnnne. And I want to stay here. Suck your dick in the backroom.” Justin slurred. He lowered his voice, “I want you to come at the stroke of midnight.”
Brian led the way. |
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