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“Can you believe this is actually happening? The first African-American president.  What an accomplishment!”

“I’ve heard.  Hey I believe in celebrating accomplishments. Wanna’ fuck?”

“I want to see the rest of the Balls.  I love watching them dance together.  They seem happy.  It’s romantic.  I want to always remember this.”

Suddenly Brian thought about another time, another dance, where the two partners were so much in love.

“Forget that – I’m going to Babylon.  When you’ve seen one dance you’ve seen them all.  I’m tired of watching it.” With that Brian ran out the door and Justin had no idea why.

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Title:  The Abalon Ballroom?
Author:  Philflam
Notes:   Bad/Crack.   For those of you who don't have a clue, ask your parents (or your grandparents)  :)  
And the condom goes to:  Brian 

It was Lawrence Welk night at Babylon.  There were bubble machines everywhere and before every song, the DJ said, “And a-one and a-two…”

The go-go dancers were dressed in brightly colored costumes, polka dancing to the thumpa-thumpa. A group of 4 guys wore yellow dresses and hairbows, calling themselves “The Lemon Bar Sisters.”  One guy walked around playing an accordion and a tap dancer was on the stage.  It was bizarre.

“Who the fuck’s Lawrence Welk?" asked Justin.

But when Brian took him to the back room and showed him his big baton, Justin was heard to mumble, “Wunnerful, Wunnerful!”

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Justin answered his cell phone.

“Brian?”

“Santa’s coming.”

“Hey, we’re right in the middle of opening presents.  Debbie, Lindsay, Melanie, Gus.  Everyone’s here.”

“Well, get ready, ‘cuz Santa’s coming.”

“Brian, what are you talking about?”

“Tell that asshole that he should be here with everyone else celebrating Christmas!” shouted Debbie.

“Did you hear that?”

“It doesn’t matter.  She knows I don’t celebrate Christmas.”

“Then what do you mean by ‘Santa’s coming?’”

“I mean that Santa’s coming to Deb’s, picking up his favorite elf and then coming again.”

“OH, OK.  I’ll be outside so he won’t have to park the reindeer.”

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Title:  New Year's Resolutions
Author:  philflam
And the condom goes to:  Brian


“So, any New Year’s Resolutions this year, Brian?”  asked Ted.

 “No, I never do resolutions.  Nothing to improve.”

“Right – how about less booze, fewer drugs, less anonymous sex?”

“Now Theodore, why would I want to turn myself into you?”

“Hey baby, how about you?  Any New Year’s Resolutions?”  asked Emmett.

“My resolution is to become the best homosexual I can be, “ said Justin.

“I think I can help with that. When do you get off?”

“Shortly after we get to the loft, I hope.”

Justin’s real resolution, to spend more time with Brian, was off to a great start.

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Title:  ACHOO!
Author:  philflam
Condoms:  2 to Vic

Justin had a cold. 

Brian bought him Campbell’s chicken soup, some cold medicine, and made sure he drank lots of clear liquids.  He told Justin to get plenty of rest but then climbed in bed with him and made rest just about impossible. 

“You’re going to catch my cold!’

“You know I never get sick.  Besides, I can’t let you stay in bed all day long by yourself.”

“Brian, I’m really contag…. Oh yeah, that feels good.  But really, you should stay away from m…. Oh god”

“Still feel sick?” 

“I’m feeling better.”

The next week Brian had a cold.

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Brian had a cold.  He was pissed.

“Christ, I hate being, achoo, sick and it’s all your fault.”

“Hey, I told you to stay away from me last week.  It’s not my fault you couldn’t resist me.  You know, as you age your immune system slows down and you get sick more often.”

“God, kill me now!  No, better idea – come suck me off.”

“No!”

“Come on, it made you feel better.”

Brian lifted the covers. Justin looked at him, a sheen of sweat all over his body, and climbed into bed.

The next week, Justin had a cold.

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Justin knew he was ready.  It was going to be his first time but he knew he could go through with it.  He was prepared.  He didn’t expect it to go quite like it did though. At first, he wasn’t sure where to go but he found some place special.   When it was over, the loft was a mess.  Brian couldn’t believe it.  Justin was surprised at the way Brian reacted, as if he didn’t remember he was there. 

Turns out that the first time Justin made Jambalaya wasn’t a great success, but it was much better the second day.

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Title:  Happy Holidays
Author:  philflam
Timeline:  Any time
Condom:  Drew

Note:  Thanks to JV for the beta and encouragement. 

Everyone thinks that Brian doesn’t do holidays, but Justin knows better. 

On St. Patrick’s Day, Brian wears bright green condoms when fucking Justin.  On Halloween, they’re orange.  On Memorial Day, July 4^th, and Flag Day, he uses red white and blue striped condoms. On New Year’s Eve they’re glow-in-the-dark and on Christmas, they’re covered with little Santas which at first made Justin protest that he didn’t want to be fucked by a fat old man.

On Valentine’s Day, Brian buys bright red and pink condoms with hearts all over them and carefully puts one on Justin.  It’s Justin’s favorite holiday.

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Title:  Quotables
Author: Philflam
Timeline:  Season 3
Warnings: None
Condom goes to:  Brian

“You should have left him…!  Punch!  “A deal’s a deal.” Carnivale. Fuck you, too!  Bracelet.  “Blond boy ass.” “He never lied.” Intern. “Get some balls!” KISS.  “No violin music.” Cha-cha-cha. Greatest reunification.  Posters. Backroom locked. “Feldman’s Bar Mitzvah.” “Without even a pencil.”  Sledgehammer.  “The backroom is re-opened boys!”  DNA.  “You fucked a murderer?”  “In a non-defined, non-conventional way.”   “So you sacrificed everything?” “Concerned Citizens for the Truth.”  "Some asshole told me if you believe in something strongly enough, you have to be willing to sacrifice everything."  “Celebrate the victories because they are few.”  "I guess I've lost everything," "Not everything."

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The gang sat around a table at Woody’s; construction tape surrounded the bar. 

“God, those new stools are fucking ugly!” growled Brian.

“Yeah, the idea of rainbow colored stools sounded good in concept but they really suck,” said Justin.

Everyone seemed to agree, except Emmett who was just smiling.

“What’s up with you Honeycutt?” asked Brian suspiciously.

“Well, when I found out they were getting rid of the old stools, I made a deal with the owner to buy them all.  I’m going to sell them on eBay with the slogan, ‘Brian Kinney sat on me.’  I’ll make a fortune.”

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I’d walk a mile for Debbie’s tuna noodle casserole.  Yeah, I know, it surprises me too. But when I was a kid, and I had to get out of my house, away from Jack, I’d go over to Mikey’s and Deb would always try to make me feel better with food, especially comfort food like her tuna noodle casserole.  Back then I could eat anything I wanted and it always made her feel good when I ate a lot.  Now it’s like a treat she saves for special occasions and she always seems to know exactly when I need it.

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I’d walk for mile for . . . hell, I’ve walked a mile for lots of things.  When you don’t have a car or enough money for a cab, you walk a lot.  I’ve walked a mile from the bus stop to Brian’s loft; I’ve walked a mile down Liberty Avenue, afraid someone would accidentally touch me; I’ve walked at least a mile to Debbie’s place in the rain when Brian kicked me out; I’ve walked over a mile in the Gay Pride parade.  But I’d walk 10 miles over broken glass just to hear Brian say, “I love you.”

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Hey, it’s that gay show. Cute guys.   Who’s that?  OMG, look at him walking through those chains.  He’s hot!  I bet we see him again.

This kid’s cute but really young.  OMG, the look!  Goes right into his space.  I love this. OMG he’s nude!  Are we going to see sex?  I can’t stop watching. What’s the interruption?

Seventeen?

OMG, he’s so cute with that baby.

OMG they’re so hot.  OMG, they’re going to do it face-to-face?  I didn’t know that was physically possible!  

OMG!  Shower sex, OMG.  FAGGOTS!

OMG, I’m hooked.  I’m obsessed.  I think my life just changed.



Note:  Yes, I know OMG is not a word, but give me a little poetic license, please?

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“What the fuck?” 

Brian walked into his loft to find his four Milan leather chairs covered by his $800 duvet.  “Justin, Daddy said a bad word,” giggled Gus. 

Justin stuck his head out, “Hi, Lindsay brought Gus by.” 

“We made a fork,” said Gus.

“A fort, Gus.  Every kid needs a fort, right?”

Then Justin realized that Brian’s father had probably never built a fort or anything else with his son.  “Come on in.”

Brian ducked to get in, in his Armani suit and Prada shoes, and sat cross-legged amongst toys, popcorn, and soda.  Justin had never loved him more.

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Michael “. . . but he’s my Best Friend” Novotny tells Brian things he already knows and assumes he’ll never change. Lindsay “She’s Having My Baby” Peterson loves Brian and is jealous of Justin for lots of reasons. 

Debbie “I love you like a son” Novotny slaps him for telling the truth.  Ted “I’m better than all of you” Schmidt resents him until he needs help.  Emmett “When your boy toy’s broken, get a new toy” Honeycutt mostly ignores him.

Justin “It was love to me” Taylor is the only one who loves Brian for who he is - always has, always will.

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Beep-Beep.  Beep-Beep. 

“Shit.  I can’t believe it’s Monday already.  Turn that damn thing off.”

“Some of us have to work for a living.  The weekend’s over, Sunshine.”

“Yeah, but it was nice while it lasted.  It was the first weekend you haven’t been chained to your laptop in a long time.”

“No, instead I was chained to you.  And you were chained to the bed and to the chaise and . . . “

“I remember and my ass remembers.”

“Well, you wanted a weekend to ourselves where we didn’t leave the loft.  Want me to let you loose now?”

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“I hear your Mom is dating again,” said Brian.

“Yeah, since she and Carl broke up, she’s been pretty lonely.  It’s weird, she’s being really quiet about it which isn’t like Ma! All I know is that Emmett says it’s another cop that she knew before.”

“I hear once you’ve fucked a cop you can never go back!”

“Hey, com’on, this is my mother.”

Meanwhile:

“Oh My God.” 

“I told you a long time ago it would be great.” 

Debbie snuggled closer. “I’m not letting you go again.”

“Good.  I love you, Debbie Christine.”

“I love you, too Mary Beth.”

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“Two Beams, please,” Justin said.

He sat down next to Brian. “Hey, see that girl? Her name is Phil. She earns money writing limericks!”

“You’re kidding?”

“Like I’d make that up. It’s fun, give her a topic, she writes a limerick. They’re pretty funny too.”

“OK, this I’ve got to see. Here’s $10.”

Justin walked over and whispered something in Phil’s ear.

In a few minutes Phil wrote,

You want to know why I am here,

And ask if I’m even queer.

Well no, I am straight

And the drinks aren’t that great -

It’s the beautiful scenery, my dear!

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“Who’s that?” asked Justin.

“That’s Mysterious Marilyn, resident fortune teller, psychic, and tarot card reader,” Emmett said.  “She’s the one who told us where to look for you when you ran off to New York and warned us about the tire.”

“What about the tire?”

“We had a flat and I fixed it.”

“You?”

“Yes me. Didn’t Brian tell you?”

“No, we didn’t talk very much in New York,” Justin blushed.  “I think Brian was glad to get his credit card back.” 

Emmett said, “Don’t tell him I said so, but that’s not all he was glad to get back.”

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Justin’s POV:

i like my body when it is with your body.  It makes me feel warm and safe and protected.  It makes me feel I can do anything, be anything, accomplish anything.  It makes me feel I can be a great artist, a good person, a good partner.

Brian’s POV:

i like my body when it is with your body.  It makes me feel young and loved and wanted.  It makes me feel I can conquer the world. It makes me feel I can be a better person, that my parents were wrong, that I am someone worth loving.

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Title:  Helpless Justin
Timeline:  Never
Author:  Philflam
Condom:  Brian

“Hi Brian, want to go to Woody’s tonight?”

“Can’t Mickey, I have to go home and take care of Justin.  He got beat up again last night.”

 “Again? Who was it this time? Chris?

“No, that was Tuesday. He just needed a couple of stitches.”

“Ethan?”

 "No, that was last Thursday.  Just some bruises.”

“Must have been Craig then.”

“Actually, Craig hasn’t beat him up for about 2 weeks now.”

“Who was it then?”

“Not sure you’ll want to hear this.”

Com’on, Brian, I’m your best friend.”

“Ok, it was Debbie.  Justin said the lemon bars weren’t very good today.”

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The ad exec walked in the door just as the artist was finishing preparing dinner. 

They kissed until they were forced to take a breath.  Then the younger man got on his knees and greeted the brunet again.

“Wow, what a greeting,” said the older man. 

The blue-eyed boy sighed and started kissing the olive-skinned man again; the taller one leaning over so the shorter one could reach his lips. 

“I missed you so much today.  I thought about you at the diner,” said the blond.

“I know what you mean, I couldn’t concentrate all day,” the hazel-eyed man replied.

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Brian and Justin went sailing on Leo’s sailboat and they were thrown overboard.  Brian almost drowned but Justin, being a strong swimmer, managed to get them both to land.

They found a bottle; Brain started rubbing it along Justin’s cock. 

“Hey, watch it, I’m a genie, not a fairy,” said a voice from the bottle.  “Now you get 3 wishes.”

“I wish I was straight so I could have my true love, Lindsay.”

“What?” asked Brian. “Then I wish I was Lindsay.”

“One wish left.”

Justin and Lindsay began to kiss. Justin moaned, “I hope that I get pregnant.”

“Granted.”

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Title:  Shopping Ideas
Author: Philflam
Condom(s): As always, Brian - I just can't help myself

Since we don't have a new topic yet, I'll post this one that I wrote but didn't post last week:


“We have to go shopping – I can’t stand seeing you in that hoody again.”

 “You don’t expect me to dress like you, do you?  I can’t afford it and it really doesn’t fit my personality.”

“No, just maybe wear some grown up, big boy clothes once in a while.  It couldn’t hurt and it might impress some people at the gallery.”

“I’m an artist, I can dress anyway I want.”

“I’m buying - and you can blow me in the dressing room.”

“How about you blowing me in the dressing room?”

“Anything if it means seeing you in new clothes!”

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“Ugh – that’s disgusting,” said Justin.

 “What that guy spitting tobacco?  Better than spitting cum.”

“Uh, no, in fact, an ordinance prohibiting expectoration on sidewalks and on the floors of public buildings, or throwing thereon tobacco in any form was introduced and passed, eight to four, in December of 1876.  There’s nothing illegal about spitting cum – although it’s usually smart but could be considered rude under some circumstances.”

“God you really are a walking, talking PSA.”

“Why, because I know that spitting cum is smart?   You taught me that.”

“Actually, I taught you everything.”

“Yes, and I’m a very quick study.”