| Challenge #173: caught in the act |
[Sep. 8th, 2010|08:37 am] |
Title: T-shirt (challenge #173: caught in the act)
Warnings/Author's Notes: Post 513
And the condom goes to: Justin’s hair
A rustling noise woke Justin up. He squinted into the semi-darkness, noticing two things: his ass was sore (thanks to hot reunion sex) and Brian was taking clothes out of his duffle bag.
He was about to warn that his clothes were all dirty when he spied Brian pressing a t-shirt to his nose. Embarrassment crept in, until he saw him carefully fold it, rise up and stow it on the highest shelf of the closet.
When Brian returned to bed and pulled him close, Justin made sleepy noises and wished he didn’t ever have to return to New York. |
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| Challenge #173: Caught in the Act |
[Sep. 8th, 2010|10:08 pm] |
Title: Kinky Boys Series: Lesson 10-Use Your Imagination
And the Condom Goes To: Brian's Arms
Justin’s palm slid gently around his cock, his lubed fingers curving to make a tight tunnel he could thrust through lazily.
He slipped his other hand behind his balls, circling dangerously close to his hole with his favorite dildo; the one that felt the most like Brian’s beautiful dick.
He pushed the toy slowly into his ass, spreading his legs wider, arching his back gracefully, and imagining Brian’s body pressing against him; Brian’s hand surrounding his own fist and pumping in time with his thrusts.
“Caught in the act, little twat. Pretending it’s my cock again?”
Imagination soon became reality. |
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