| Challenge #123: Babylon |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|11:45 am] |
Title: No Regrets
And the Condom Goes To: Justin
Babylon had been my kingdom since I was barely legal, and its subjects had vied for the opportunity to worship my cock for just as long.
“My…how the mighty have fallen.” It would be the next catchphrase of Liberty Avenue’s fabulous fags before dawn once word got out about my dethroning at the hands of a former twink.
Like I gave a shit what the pathetic Gay Grapevine had to say about my fucking personal life.
The door had always been open; Justin and I had agreed right here on this dance floor.
I replaced my mask and turned away. |
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| Challenge #123: Babylon |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|08:58 pm] |
Title: First Day on the Job
Author's Notes: My idea found it's home with the bunny "Babylon Gossip" from ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) fun_demented that I hijacked from noteverything's journal, and thank you noteverything for beta-ing this for me, even after the hijacking.
And the condom goes to: Justin
“Just learn the club layout and get to know the customers. As security you need to be familiar with the VIPs. Like the guys at bar #2."
Marcus scanned the group. "Not a problem. Who's the hot little blond?"
"That is Justin Taylor. AKA The Stalker, Kinney's Twink, Brian's Boy and The Wife."
"I don't get it." Marcus frowned his confusion.
"Don't worry about it. You’ll learn. Just remember, he always gets in, he doesn't pay for drinks, and if you want to keep your job, don't ever let the boss hear you call him anything other than Mr. Taylor." |
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| Challenge #123: Babylon |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
Title:Sacrilege
Notes: Thank you noteverything for the looking this over for me!
Condom: Ted
“So Brian, Justin tells me things are going well at Babylon.” Lindsay waved at Gus as he reached the top of the slide.
“Thank fucking God. Sometimes I forget how fickle fags are.”
“So easily distracted by a pretty face, or ass, in your case,” Lindsay teased.
“They came to their senses. Not every pretty face lives up to the hype.”
“I was wondering, since you’re in charge, if you would be bringing back Dyke Night?” Lindsay gave Brian her sweetest smile.
Brian snorted. “I’ll schedule it right between Senior Night and Family Night.”
“You could have just said no.” |
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