vlredreign (vl_redreign) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-07-09 10:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: vl_redreign, challenge #73: rimming |
Challenge #73: Rimming
Title: Party At No. 6 Fuller, Corner Of Tremont
Author: vl_redreign
Condoms: 6 to Brian
Okay, I’m rimmed out. May the best man Brian win!
I
“Can you believe it??” Emmett exclaimed for the tenth time.
“I couldn’t believe it the first time,” Brian replied, rolling his eyes.
Babylon was closed. Not just the backroom, the whole fucking club. Brian thought Stockwell was just turning the screws, but not this time. Seems some asshole decided to bring his case of crabs as company, infesting everyone and everything. So the health department shut it down for fumigating.
“Let’s go to your place,” Justin said aloud. The boys agreed. “Party at the loft!”
“You’re gonna owe me a thousand blow jobs,” Brian whispered.
“Long as you rim me.”
II
Brian decided to wheel the bar cart over to the floor pillows where everyone had sprawled. He handed out glasses and declared, “That’s all the service you get. Get your own fucking drink. Anyone pukes on my pillows will die.”
Ignoring him, the guys chose their libations and got comfortable.
“So Michael, tell us about your little hustler,” Brian began.
“You wouldn’t believe that little shit! Offered to do me and Ben for free!”
“Well, did you?” Emmett asked.
“Are you kidding? No telling where his ass has been.”
Justin smiled, licking the salt from the rim of his glass.
III
“Remember the last time we went to P-Town?” Ted sat up a bit, his back twinging.
“Sweetie, you alright?” Emmett asked.
“Fine, I took a pill earlier.”
“You shouldn’t be drinking, Ted. Mixing painkillers with alcohol can lead to-“
Brian shut Justin’s PSA up with a kiss. They rolled over on the pillow, Brian ending up on top.
“Ooh, a show!” Emmett clapped!
“Does anyone want to hear my story or not?” Ted groused.
“Go ahead, Teddy, we’re listening,” Michael said.
“Yeah, go ahead, don’t mind us,” Brian said. He whispered to Justin, “My tongue, your ass. Later.”
Justin grinned.
IV
Justin picked up glasses and began to put the living room to rights. It was his idea, the least he could do was clean up. It had been a fun night, listening to the various depravities of Brian and the guys. He wished for a moment that he’d met them sooner. It sounded like good times.
“So,” Brian said, locking the door and setting the alarm,” About those blow jobs you owe me.”
“Admit it, you had fun.”
“You tell anyone and I’ll tear you a new one.”
“How about licking the old one?”
“Shower. Now.”
Brian was so easy.
V
Justin’s perfect lips were stretched around Brian’s perfect cock. With one powerful swallow, Brian came, groaning. Justin finished him off with a lick.
“I think that should count as two.”
“As soon as I can stand properly, I’ll let you know,” Brian said, leaning against the tiles.
A few minutes later had Justin ass up on the bed, Brian behind him. He licked Justin from balls to hole, diving in. Justin moaned and pushed back. A sharp smack on the ass stopped that.
“Hold still, or I’ll tie you up.”
“Oh god, do that again.”
“This?” Another smack.
“God, yeah.”
VI
Brian surveyed Justin’s bright red ass. He loved it when Justin begged to be spanked. So fucking hot. He rubbed the warm cheeks, then kissed them softly.
“Brian, don’t stop.”
“What? The kissing, or the spanking?”
“Both, either, I don’t care, just do something!”
Brian grinned. Justin was so easy. He spread his cheeks. “Hold them open for me.” Justin did, and Brian began again, making Justin wet, making him hard, making him moan. He liked that. He pursed his lips and fucked Justin’s hole, stopping only to slide a finger in. Three prods to the prostate, and Justin came.