| Challenge # 111: Vacation |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|03:52 pm] |
Title: Diversion
Author's Notes: S4 Timeframe. And I personally love Delaware!
And the condom goes to: Michael I push his hair back gently from his face as he retches into the toilet, my heart breaking a little bit each time he pauses to gasp for air. He slumps against the bathroom wall, pale and shivering under a fleece blanket. “You know what?” I curl into him, adding my warmth to the mix. “After you’re done radiation, we can vacation someplace warm and sunny.” His bloodshot eyes peer at me like I’ve sprouted wings, but I’ve got his attention. “Like where?” he croaks out. “Rehobeth Beach….I hear it's gay-friendly.” “Fucking Delaware?” he laughs in disbelief. Mission accomplished. |
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| Challenge #111: Vacation |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|04:11 pm] |
Title: A Boy Vacation
Author's Notes: This is my first post to this community and my first ever drabble. Exciting!
And the condom goes to: Emmett
I shouldn't have made that promise, I think, as the trick grinds his ass against my cock.
I won't fuck anyone else this week. I promise.
His negotiating tactics weren't fair. He was stroking himself when he'd said it. He knows there's nothing hotter for me than seeing him do that.
My eyes search the room. I find him dancing alone. He's letting the music move through him, getting carried away by the beat. Eyes closed, shirtless, swiveling his hips to the rhythm, he looks utterly perfect.
Thinking about the way he'll moan later when I enter him, I smile. |
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| Challenge #111: Vacation |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|09:27 pm] |
Title: Ibiza
A/N: Future fic (I’m picturing them at 28 and 40, but you can imagine whatever you’d like)
Condom: Emmett
Justin watched Brian emerge from the waves and saunter towards him. Brian sat next to Justin. A concerned look quickly flashed across his face and then he touched Justin’s cheek.
“How the hell is your face pink if you’ve been under this damn umbrella all day?”
Justin batted Brian’s hand away.
“I think the sun reflects off the sand or maybe the umbrella isn’t completely opaque.”
Brian reached over and grabbed Justin’s beer taking a swig.
“Do you want to go back inside?”
Justin eyed Brian’s arms and chest and smiled.
“No, I’m fine. Go play in the water again.” |
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