| Challenge #106: Hurt/Comfort |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|08:32 pm] |
Title: Assuagement (C, D, E, F) *Season 3, 3, 4 & post 5*
Notes: Not Betad</b>
Author: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) morgan_is_randy & blond_boy
Condom: 4 CONDOMS 4 Justin Taylor
At the office, we fucked with the anticipation, relief and raw, wanton energy we always found in one another. The instant we entered the loft, everything changed. Time slowed down and we made love like we’d never touched before, but also like we’d always been complete.
I woke up with the urge to piss. For a split second, I was confused about why my entire body ached, yet felt extremely comfortable. I wondered when I’d become accustomed to waking up anywhere but Brian’s bed, his arm draped over my stomach or the front of his body pressed against my back.
( 3 others here ) |
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| Challenge #106: Hurt/Comfort |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|02:44 am] |
Title: Assuagement (B) *Season 2*
Notes: There will be 6 as long as I can get them done before the time goes up for this challenge. Not Betad When is that?
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom: Justin Taylor
I run my finger over what is showing of Justin’s bottom lip. He’s sleeping, but still he worries it between his teeth, the action, a sure sign that it’s not a restful night.
His lip bounces out of his mouth, his eyebrows knit together and he groans a word that’s indecipherable.
I put my arm around his waist and whisper his name.
He turns onto his side, his ass pushing against my groin. I’m not sure if he broke out of the nightmare, but then, he holds my hand and whispers, “I’m okay.”
I twine our fingers together. “Me too.” |
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| Challenge #106: Hurt/Comfort |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|02:05 am] |
Title: Assuagement (A) *Season 1*
Notes: There will be 6 as long as I can get them done before the time goes up for this challenge. Not Betad When is that?
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom: Justin Taylor
“Brian?”
“Move over,” he orders and slides under the comforter into my bed.
“I can’t break the rules the first night,” I protest.
“Debbie let me in,” he interrupts.
Oh.
I start to push my sweats down my hips but he stops me and whispers, “I’m tired.”
I laugh and Brian puts his hand over my mouth.
“Your ass couldn’t take what I’d give it for that response, so shut the fuck up and go to sleep.”
I smile when Brian’s hand moves to rest on my hip. I guess living at Deb’s won’t be as lonely as I thought. |
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| Challenge # 101: Breakfast |
[Feb. 4th, 2009|04:05 pm] |
Title: The Breakfast of Champions (B&C)
Notes: This is the end of the series. Only Three can that really be a called a series? I don't know, but read (A) first.
Thank you so much tweedygal for beta these parts.
Condom: TWO for Justin
Justin pushed Brian's hips, allowing his cock to slip out of his throat. His cheeks hollowed and he dug his tongue into his dick's slit to suck and scoop out the last remnants of salty cream.
Justin stopped Brian from grabbing a condom from the nightstand's drawer. "I really think you need a filling breakfast before you exert yourself."
Brian grinned deviously, intent upon getting as many nutrients as he could before the long fucking he'd soon give Justin. He knelt beside him, licked his lips and opened his mouth.
Justin yanked his hair. "Not that kind of breakfast, Brian."
( C can be read under this cut ) |
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| Challenge # 101: Breakfast |
[Feb. 1st, 2009|09:22 am] |
Title: The Breakfast of Champions (A)
Notes: This will probably turn into a series of drabbles. I'll try and have those betad if I do. This isn't. I haven't written in a long time and was immediately inspired by this prompt so thank you to whoever thought of this one.
Condom: Justin
Brian painted Justin’s slightly parted lips with the pre-come dripping from his cock. He squeezed the tip, causing a particularly large drop to fall inside Justin’s mouth. He smiled when Justin’s unaware wet tongue slid out to taste more.
Justin opened his eyes, shocked to see Brian straddling his head. “What are you doing?”
As Justin needlessly talked, his lips rubbed against Brian’s dick. It sent vibrations along his shaft, its shock waves traveling to his balls. Brian glided the wet cap along Justin’s cheek. “Sunshine, you’re making a mess. Open up and eat your breakfast like a good boy.” |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|06:08 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (13-25 of 25 drabbles in a series you should start at 1 but I guess you don't have to.)
Author: morgan_is_randy Mistakes are mine.
I thought about giving them to Brian, but I promise next time I can, I will. I was very conflicted. But Justin is the Little Hummer boy whom inspired this series of drabbles. So.. Justin gets 13 more condoms from me
“Don’t even think about it,” Brian warned.
Justin shrugged his shoulders. “I’m way past thinking about it.”
“Justin.”
“Brian?”
“Justin!”
“Brian.”
“Twat.”
“Fucker.”
“Fuckee?”
“Yeah, right.”
“Brian, please. One is not going to kill you.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do.”
“Brian,” Justin whined.
“You’re being awfully childish today.”
“What can I say? The Christmas spirit brings out the best in me.”
Brian considered throwing the hideous Santa Clause ornament at Justin’s face. He thought better of it and turned toward the tree to hang it before he did something else that would wipe the smug smile off Justin’s face.
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|09:26 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (7-12 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin GETS 6 BECAUSE HE'S JUSTIN
Thank you jule1122 for answering my question.
With a sigh, loud enough for Justin to hear in the hall, Brian stepped around the glass and picked up an ornament.
Justin walked back into the living room, carrying a dustpan and broom and wearing the pair of Brian’s running shoes he kept by the front door. He tried to act as though Brian hanging ornaments on a Christmas tree was not something completely out of the norm. But when he’d convinced Brian to get a tree, he’d never expected Brian to participate in decorating it. He forced himself not to stare at Brian and swept up the mess.
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:57 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (6 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
Justin waited until Brian carried him over the glass before replying. “Do you know how hetero you just sounded Brian?”
Brian shoved Justin’s legs off his waist, only a little disappointed when Justin didn’t fall on his perfectly formed ass. Brian had been squeezing it with his palms before Justin’s smart-ass remark forced him to stop. “You’re denying me sex, like a breeder housewife.”
Justin stood on his tiptoes and touched his lips to Brian’s. “You’re denying yourself Ebenezer.” He laughed and wiggled his ass some more as he walked into the hall.
Brian glared at the big happy tree. |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:47 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (5 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
“Go jack off,” Justin said flippantly.
Brian’s eyes widened. “Why don’t you fuck off?”
Justin turned quickly towards Brian. His arm hit one of the tree’s limbs and he dropped both of the red ball ornaments he held onto the floor. “Fuck! Shit!”
“It’s no big deal,” Brian said, walking over to Justin. “You’ve got a hundred of them.”
Justin glared. He only had two dozen of the red ones. He looked around at the shattered glass. There was nowhere for him to step that wouldn’t result in him cutting himself. “Brian?”
“So now you’ll talk to me?” Brian smirked. |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:44 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (4 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
“Justin.”
Justin ignored Brian and continued to string the white lights on the large Christmas tree.
“You’re being ridiculous.” Brian rubbed his erection through his pants. “I’m not going to apologize for being annoyed with Christmas. You’re lucky I’ve even entertained the idea of Christmas.”
Justin didn’t spare one glance at Brian as he plugged in the lights.
“You were right,” Brian groused. “A smaller tree wouldn’t have fit the scale of the room.”
Justin smiled to himself and wiggled his ass as he grabbed an ornament from a box on the floor.
Brian groaned, “I can always jack off.” |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:40 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (3 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
Brian followed a silent, obviously pissed off Justin into their living room. He put the two bags of decorations he carried down on the floor beside where Justin had unceremoniously dropped his bags of lights.
Brian pulled Justin into his arms and reached for the box of lights in Justin’s hands. “That can wait.”
Justin puffed out a breath of air and extracted himself from Brian. “No it can’t.”
Brian laughed, thinking Justin was joking. “Come finish what you started.”
Justin looked over at the tree and surveyed the two strands of lights he’d put on it yesterday. “I am.” |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:35 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (2 of 25 drabbles in a series start at 1)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
Brian gripped Justin’s hair at the roots and pulled his head up.
A trail of spit connected Justin’s lips to the head of Brian’s cock. “What’s wrong?”
Brian didn’t want Justin to stop. He wanted Justin to continue to suck him off. But Justin was ruining the blowjob. “When I said to put your humming to good use, I didn’t mean that you should hum Deck the Halls as you sucked my dick.”
Justin pulled away from Brian and sat back in his seat. He pouted. “I was humming “Deck the Balls.”
Brian had to laugh. “Shouldn’t that be ball?” |
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| Challenge # 96: 'Tis The Season" |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|08:22 am] |
Title: The Little Hummer Boy (1 of 25 drabbles in a series)
Author: morgan_is_randy
Condom Justin
Note: I do have a question but don't know who to ask. Can I post more than one in one post under a cut and award condoms for each of the 100 word drabbles?
“Would you please stop?”
“What?”
“Justin.”
“Brian.”
Clueless, Justin continued humming.
Brian slammed his foot down on the brake pedal. He steered the car to the side of the road and put the vehicle in park.
Once Justin righted himself in his seat, he stared at Brian, his mouth open, all humming ceased.
“Blow me.”
“You nearly threw me through the windshield and you want me to blow you?”
“Yes.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I’ve been listening to you hum, Oh Come All Ye Fucking Faithful for the last fifteen minutes. Now put that humming to good use.” |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|06:16 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (M) continues from part A here
Notes: This isn't betad
Justin gets the condom
“Woah! That’s definitely the craziest place I’ve ever been at once.”
“I’ve been there before. Though this was the first time, he kissed me like that. I hope he’s not going to wash me for awhile.”
“I’ll probably be sent to the dry cleaner’s tomorrow.”
“That sucks. I’ll probably be put in a pile and he’ll forget I’m dirty and wear me again.”
“I hadn’t had the opportunity to taste your man before. He really is sweet.”
“Yeah. You even got to taste his ass this time.”
“I’m a lucky pair of jeans.”
“Yeah you are. Believe me, I know.”
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|06:16 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (L) continues from part A here
Notes: This isn't betad
Justin gets the condom
“Fuck. That was so hot.”
“You’re welcome slut,” Justin laughed as he stood up from Brian’s lap.
Brian slowly stood up and skimmed off the full condom. Even though Justin had done most of the work he felt as though he’d ran a mile.
“Christ, my ass hurts.” Justin winced as he walked towards the bathroom. “Take off those jeans and come get in the shower with me.”
Brian looked down at his pants. He ran his fingers through the come Justin sprayed upon them. He licked his fingers and slid the pants from his body, tossing them beside Justin’s. |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|05:55 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (K) continues from part A here
Notes: This isn't betad
Justin gets the condom
Brian couldn’t tear his eyes away from where Justin’s body swallowed his cock. Every movement Justin’s tight hole made around him, Brian’s eyes committed into memory.
Justin adjusted his slow ride of Brian’s dick to a fast rhythm when he felt Brian’s hips thrust up and swivel. Sweat dripped down his back, and his ass burned. The zipper of Brian’s jeans dug into his skin on every thrust down onto his cock.
Brian placed one of his fingers beside his cock as Justin moved up. It slipped inside the tight warmth of Justin’s body as he slid down once again. |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|05:36 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (J) continues from part A here
Notes: This isn't betad
Justin gets the condom
Brian held Justin’s cheeks apart and watched, fascinated at the sight of Justin’s hole spreading around his cock.
Justin clenched Brian’s knees, jeans bunching in his grip. He slowly lowered his ass down onto Brian’s cock. Inch by inch, the initial sting turned to fulfilling pleasure. Once he had the dick completely inside him he tested his limits and ground his ass around on Brian’s groin. The movement stretched his hole and caused his stomach to ache for more. Justin always wanted more of Brian, even if he had every inch possible.
Brian pushed Justin’s ass, encouraging him. “Ride me.” |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|04:46 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (I) continues from part A here
Notes: This isn't betad
Condom to Justin
Justin screamed into the denim Brian stuffed into his mouth.
Brian curved his tongue up and then down, gliding it around the inner rim of Justin’s hole. He took a break from licking, still keeping Justin’s cheeks spread apart. He leaned back to look at Justin.
“More,” Justin begged. The word was barely heard through the fabric.
“You slut,” Brian hissed. “You like sucking on the crotch of your jeans.”
Justin tasted his flavor on his tongue as he sucked more of the material.
“Does it taste good?” Brian asked.
“Mmmhmm.”
Brian groaned and started to lick Justin’s ass again.
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|03:08 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (H) continues from part A here
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal
Condom: It's for Brian's Prince aka Justin
Justin sighed in relief. "Shut up Brian!"
Brian realized the jeans had irritated Justin's skin and he wished he were joking. Quickly, he pushed at the blemish with his fingertip.
"Ouch! What the fuck?" Justin yelped.
"That was your pimple." Brian took his hands away from Justin's body. He stared at Justin's upturned ass, silently debating what do.
Justin growled dramatically, "You asshole!"
He turned around and stood up, "I was looking forward to you rimming me but if my ass is too ugly for you to eat..."
Brian grabbed Justin's wrist, stopping him, "I'm still going to rim you." |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|03:01 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (G) continues from part A here
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal
Condom: It's for Brian's Prince aka Justin
"I want you to rim me." Justin clarified when he felt a sigh escape Brian's lips and ghost across his cheek.
Brian separated himself from Justin's body and sat back on his heels. "That I can do Sunsh…shit!"
Justin whipped his head around. "What?" he asked, worriedly.
"Uhm…." Brian ran his hands down along the sides of Justin's hips and down his spread thighs.
"What Brian?" Justin asked, craning his neck to look. "You're freaking me out! Did you scratch me with the zipper on your jeans or something?"
Brian always believed bluntness was best. "You have a huge pimple." |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|02:51 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (F) continues from part A here
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal
Condom: It's for Brian's Price aka Justin
Justin slunk to the floor and turned his body so his torso rested against the couch cushions. His body shivered as he felt Brian crawl between his legs.
Brian pulled Justin's shirt up and removed it from his body. He molded his mostly-clothed body against Justin's bare skin. His exposed cock dripped precum against the small of Justin's back.
Swabbing his tongue around Justin's ear, he whispered, "You want me to fuck you like this?"
Justin loved the feel of the rough jean fabric against his sensitive, sex-sensitized skin. He ground back, but surprising Brian, he answered, "No." |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|02:48 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (E) This follows the series starting with part A here
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal
Condom: Justin's got it!
Brian petted Justin's head playfully. "I never said you were, Sunshine."
"Dirty slut Brian." Justin mumbled against Brian's cock, licking it once more.
He laid Brian's cock and balls against the cold zipper and pushed Brian's t-shirt out of his waistband. Justin swirled his tongue around Brian's belly button and traced a wet path across his hipbones. He licked every place Brian's crotch was exposed, and dug his tongue into places it wasn't.
Shivers zapped up and down Brian’s spine as Justin’s tongue probed into his piss slit, scooping his precum out. "Get on your knees," Brian ordered, mouth watering. |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 25th, 2008|09:10 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (D)
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal for being the wonderful beta that she is.
Condom: Justin
Brian thrust his hips toward Justin, "Take mine off."
Justin stopped jacking himself and rubbed both hands up along Brian's jean-clad thighs. He squeezed Brian's ass in his palms, pressing his face against Brian's crotch. Opening his mouth wide, salivating, he sucked heartily on the worn cotton crotch.
Brian's erection pressed against his zipper. He felt Justin's spit soak through the jeans onto his cock, hand reaching inside Brian's jeans, holding his cock gently, protecting it from the zipper as he pulled it down.
Justin laughed triumphantly at the sight before him. "I'm not the only slut around here." |
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| Challenge # 92: Blue Jeans |
[Nov. 25th, 2008|09:03 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (C)
Notes: Thank you so much to tweedygal for her awesome beta work!
Condom: Justin's
"I couldn't wait for you to find out."
"Did it make you hard; sitting in a swanky restaurant with that art dealer, knowing your dick wasn't confined?"
"Yes."
Brian grabbed the jeans and smelled the crotch. He smirked. "You got wet."
"I'm wet now." Justin palmed his cock, sliding his precum up and down the shaft.
Brian placed his hand over Justin's and slid his fingers into the fluid. He dragged two of his fingers down under Justin's balls, over his perineum, pushing them between his cheeks and touching Justin's entrance.
Justin groaned in frustration when Brian suddenly stood up. |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 25th, 2008|08:36 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives (B) (Continues from part A)
NOTES: Betad by tweedygal thankfully
Condom: Justin's
"Slutty boy," Brian whispered. He kissed down Justin's chest, tugging at his jeans, "you loved going commando today, didn't you?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Did it make you hot? Feeling the material slide against your ass, the seam rubbing under your balls?"
Justin moaned and lifted his hips off the couch to help Brian take off his jeans.
"You're a tease," Brian said, tossing the jeans beside him. "You know I love to have easy access to your hot little hole." Brian pushed Justin's legs apart and knelt between them. "You walked around all day, getting horny, knowing I do. Didn't you Justin?" |
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| Challenge # 92: Jeans |
[Nov. 22nd, 2008|12:18 pm] |
Title: The Fabric of Our Lives: A Series of drabbles all related (A)
Notes: This isn't betad and I warn you, it is a really bad thought that was reflected from viewing so many Justindelicousass! icons made by qafmaniac and having a great mood lift thanks to Bunny. It is pure fun and stupidity.
Condom: Justin's (this is going to sound repetitive now that I've started)
Thank you for choosing me today.
Yes. You’re right. I do hug your soft ass perfectly. And I’m just tight enough to support your balls and cock. I don’t mind our other cotton friend, but I’m happy you chose not to put him between us today.
I won’t even mind it when that gorgeous man rubs himself against us. I’ll try my best to accommodate your growing dick when he touches you. I won’t care when you leave that sticky sweet juice on me. And when he takes me from you, I’ll just watch and wait until we meet again. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|05:08 pm] |
Title: Illumination (H)
Notes: On my own with Justin
Condom is totally Justin's
Justin rubbed his tired eyes with the backs of his hands. He felt like he’d been in the air for days. The trip from LAX seemed twice as long as it had been to the airport months ago. He was exhausted but couldn’t sleep. Nervous anticipation kept his eyes open, heart beating fast.
Justin nearly jumped from his seat when he finally heard the announcement signaling the plane’s approach to Pittsburgh International. He looked out the window into the night; the plane circled the runway below them. Justin saw the glow of blue lights on the runway. He was home. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|03:55 pm] |
Title: Illumination (G)
Notes: Not Betad (You asked for it)
Condom: Justin is wearing it.
“What. In. The. Fuck. Did you put up your ass?”
“Lube, Brian.”
“It looks like a fucking glow stick exploded!”
“I didn’t fuck a glow stick Brian. It’s edible glow in the dark lube.”
“I’m not eating your ass while it’s covered in that!”
Justin waited, then smiled and moaned.
Justin’s ass tasted like sweet, sticky blueberries. Brian preferred the color blue and Justin’s ass to taste like usual. But that didn’t stop him from licking Justin’s hole until there was only a little blue glow left deep inside Justin’s ass. He’d use his cock to rub that spot out. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|03:24 pm] |
Title: Illumination (F)
Notes: Not Betad
Condom: Brian and I are both handing it to Justin
The backroom’s blue illume gave life to the previously unoccupied space, filtering through the maze of concrete walls and forbidden rooms. It glided over smooth skin, defined contoured muscles and magically hid imperfections. Sometimes its rays were a smoky screen, other times a spotlight.
Brian was bare-chested first. His nipples hardened from the crisp, stale cool air. They coursed pleasure to his cock as they rubbed against Justin’s sweater while they kissed. For only a split second, the cashmere broke their lips and tongues apart. Then Brian tasted Justin’s glowing blue mouth and continued to revel in their sex-charged victory. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 19th, 2008|09:27 am] |
Title: Illumination (E)
Notes: Still biting my nails
Condom: Can't you see toppy Justin! is making use of the many he has. *grins evilly*
The first time Brian told Justin he loved him; there was practically no meaning behind the words. Brian didn’t remember it, but Justin held onto it. Though not for long, after all, Brian mumbled the barely discernible words, high and in the light of a blue orgasm that blanketed them both in the dark.
The second and third time Brian meant the words.
The whisper sounded louder than any others Justin had heard before. Shock and disbelief didn’t blind his eyes or deafen him as Brian repeated the words louder.
Blue lights illuminated their faces, the dark, and Brian’s declaration. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 18th, 2008|07:58 pm] |
Title: Illumination (D)
Notes: Again, no beta.... *bites nails*
Condom: Justin is so wearing it this round.
The whole block lost power as Justin finished pissing.
He awkwardly stepped into the bedroom. “Say something so I can follow your voice. “
Brian chuckled; his eyes adjusted to the dark quicker than Justin’s.
Without the blue lights to guide him, Justin clumsily made his way towards Brian’s laughter. Miscalculating his steps, he fell into the bed. Justin groaned, “Fuck. I don’t even think I’m gonna be able to find your cock without the lights.”
Brian said nothing. He lifted the duvet and there in the dark, his cock stood proud, blue neon condom, ready to light Justin’s way. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 18th, 2008|04:33 pm] |
Title: Illumination (C)Notes: Nervously doing this one on my own. Condom: In Justin's mouth
At first, I thought the unexpected memory was some sort of flashback from a trip on E. I realized Brian and I were dancing together as the second flash passed through my mind. Laughter pricked at my ears in rolling waves of recollection. Brian stood before me, beside the open fridge in the kitchen. My gaze turned from his worried expression drawn towards the white light inside the appliance. The light changed to blue, reality meeting past. I swayed, and Brian brought me into his arms. The blue, I realized was a spotlight, following our bodies, lighting our perfect dance. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 18th, 2008|02:44 pm] |
Title: Illumination (B)
Notes: Thank you again to tweedygal for her genius.
Condom is Justin's
Justin’s hand gently rubbed Brian’s thigh. Brian’s nerves sizzled with memory and elation. He gripped Justin’s hip, lifting himself so that he could slide deeper inside. His lips and tongue found pale, glowing skin. The sweet flavor of Justin’s neck and the pitch of his moans caused Brian’s eyes to dilate into a new level of awareness. The artist in Justin would describe the blue that painted their skin as clear, cool, calm. But Brian took in the light wrapping around them and saw it in a totally different way. This was the deepest, hottest, wildest color of the spectrum. |
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| Challenge # 91: Blue Lights |
[Nov. 18th, 2008|12:21 pm] |
Title: Illumination (A)
Notes: Thank you to qafmaniac for your help and reading. And tweedygal you are genius. Thank you for finding the words I couldn't express.
Condom is Justin's.
The first time Justin declared that his favorite color was blue he was in kindergarten. The boy sitting next to him stole his prized crayon and as Justin tried to take it back, the wax crumbled in the little thief's fist. Justin cried. Years later, with blue light highlighting Brian's body, Justin decided he loved the color blue even more. Luminescence from the lights created shadows in every shade of blue upon their skin. The color of his eyes changed in the light as he gave himself to another man for the first time. This time, Justin's tears were happy. |
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