britin1729 (britin1729) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-10-08 14:37:00 |
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Challenge #87: Masturbation
Title: Justin Is A Sadistic Twat Who's Going To Cause A Pile-Up
Author: britin1729
Condom: 4 to Daphne
“I heard you this morning,” was the very first thing out of Justin's mouth, climbing into Brian's jeep.
The brunette arched an eyebrow uncomprehendingly. “You heard me...?”
“In the shower,” Justin clarified, tugging on his seatbelt as Brian pulled out of the PIFA parking lot.
Brian gave him a look. “Yes...I took a shower this morning...your point?”
Justin's smirk widened. “I heard you jerking off. You were loud.”
Brian shrugged, unabashed. “So what? It's my place. I can be as loud as I want.”
Justin's hand snaked over from the passenger side to rest casually on Brian's thigh.
“So what were you thinking about?” he pressed.
“None of your fucking business.”
Justin gave a huge, fake gasp. “Oh my God! You were thinking about Melanie!”
Brian threw him a disgusted glance. “Are you high?”
“No. I'm kidding,” Justin explained. “I know you were thinking about me,” he said airily.
“Presumptuous little twat, aren't you?”
“Doesn't make me any less right,” Justin countered challengingly.
“Who says I was thinking about you?” Brian asked.
“Well, I am the hottest guy you've ever seen. Not to mention the best sex you've ever had...” Justin mused thoughtfully.
“Arrogant twat, too.”
“But right.”
"Says who?”
“Come on, Brian. Who are you kidding? I mean, I wasn't in the shower with you, you were wishing I was...so you jerked off thinking about me. It's perfectly fine to be wishing you were fucking me,” Justin said loftily. He grinned rather wickedly, the hand on Brian's thigh moving a little to the inside. “Wishing you could feel my hot, wet body against yours...sinking your cock into my mouth...me sucking you until you came down my throat...”
“Justin...” Brian growled, shifting in his seat.
“Wishing you could fuck me so hard I pass out...
“...coming inside my tight little ass...”
“Fuck, Justin!”
Justin held back a laugh, and gave Brian a gentle squeeze through his pants.
“Then after that we'd move to the bed, since that's what you were thinking about, right? You were thinking about eating my ass until I was going crazy...then fucking my brains out all over again...jerking me off...woah!” Justin yelped as the jeep veered sharply to the right, to the shoulder of the interstate.
“In the back, now,” barked Brian, jerking his thumb toward the backseat. “You're at least giving me a blow job. Fucking sadist.”