| Challenge #120: Closed // Challenge #121: Sunshine |
[Jun. 24th, 2009|09:47 pm] |
Times up! Pencils down! Challenge #120 is closed.
CONDOM BATTLE:
The winner with 7 is  
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Challenge #121: Sunshine*
It's time for Ben to retire so our new battle is between: JUSTIN v. Hunter
*thanks to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) fun_demented for the prompt |
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| Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 24th, 2009|08:28 pm] |
Title: Not According To Plan
Condom: Ben
Daphne,
September called AGAIN. She wants to go to the mall. Call her back!
Love,
Mom
Daphne crumbled up the note and threw it away. Her mom must be really worried if she wanted Daphne to go shopping instead getting ahead on her first semester reading. Daphne didn’t have time for either.
The summer before college was supposed to be the best of their lives. She and Justin planned to spend it hanging out by the pool, dancing at Babylon, and smoking Brian’s joints.
She was still spending all her time with Justin. He just didn’t know she was there. |
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| Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|11:28 pm] |
Title: Never Going Home
Note: Thank you to flamencanyc for being such patient and helpful beta! Title taken from the Erasure song "Home" because it's late, and I'm too tired to think of one,
Condom: Ben
The first week of August, Pittsburgh was so hot and humid that when Emmett stepped out of his apartment he felt like he was back home in Hazelhurst. But then he walked down Liberty Avenue, and while people waved or stopped to say hello, not one person spit on him.
When he reached the Diner, he was soaked with sweat and dying for some of his Momma’s lemonade. But after being greeted with hugs, and teasing backed by love not hate, he remembered that Debbie’s lemon bars were even better.
Pittsburgh might not be Hazelhurst, but it certainly was home. |
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| *Challenge #120, Summer* |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|05:02 pm] |
Title: Like Fourteen Miles Away
Notes: For the wonderful qafmaniac, a teeny partial payment to her for my amazing new summery layout. It fits in quite nicely with the current prompt! Thank you so much, my dear. Also, hugs to jule1122 for her wonderful beta skills. (I really wanted to title this "I'm Drowning So Come Inside," but that seemed too weird even for me.)
And the condom goes to: Ben Bruckner
The sun reflected brightly off the teal tiles as Justin swam. Brian tanned on a chaise nearby.
“Come swim with me,” Justin said, grinning up at Brian from the edge of the pool.
“Nope,” said Brian. “I’m fine here.”
“You never swim,” said Justin, suddenly suspicious. “This is the third weekend this summer we’ve stayed at Britin, and you haven’t swum one singl--.”
“Let it go, Justin.” Brian interrupted, a tone of warning in his voice.
Justin paused as realization dawned.
“You can’t swim!” he accused.
Justin ducked as the chaise pillow Brian threw in response flew past his head. |
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| Challenge # 120: Summer |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|02:30 am] |
Title: Summertime Treat
And the Condom Goes To: Ben
“Justin, this is fucking insane. It’s hotter in your shithole apartment than it is in the steam room at the gym. I’m roasting my fucking nuts off.”
Justin sighed in defeat as he watched the genesis of another Kinney queen out.
Realizing that nothing short of a miracle was going to satisfy his hot and sweaty partner, Justin kissed Brian’s lips gently, and walked naked over to his tiny kitchen.
Certain that he and his ass had Brian’s undivided attention, he opened his freezer and removed the frozen dildo with a flourish.
“Maybe this will cool you off. Roll over” |
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| Challenge # 120: Summer |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|01:59 am] |
Title: Summer in the City
And the Condom Goes To: Zen Ben
Brian pressed his sweat-soaked hair against Justin’s back as he paused mid-thrust trying to regain his hold on the slippery hips beneath him.
“Your fucking artist’s garret feels a whole lot like living in the fires of hell, Sunshine.” Brian panted out, feeling Justin twist beneath him, reaching for Brian’s thigh to deepen their connection.
“It’s not so bad…oh shit,” Justin moaned loudly as Brian found their rhythm and began to fuck him in earnest again. “You know you love being the hottest fuck around.”
Summer in the city with his Sunshine, and Brian wouldn’t have it any other way. |
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| Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|07:32 pm] |
Title: Under the Bright Yellow Sunshine
Note: Hopped on the Father's Day bandwagon; no beta (to post on Father's Day)
Condom: Ben
At Britin this Father’s Day, Lindsay floated on a raft, watching Brian give Gus a shoulder ride in the pool, while Ben gave Hunter one. She saw Brian squinting at Justin who was dipping a toe in by the steps to check the water, which was perfect.
Meanwhile, Melanie slathered sunscreen on JR and Michael shouted, from under the cabana with Deb, Carl and Emmett, "Let it dry before swimming!"
Lindsay giggled, between an Italian father and a Jewish mother, her daughter would be minded well.
Lindsay looked around again and decided that between everybody, they’d all be watched over well. |
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| Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|04:14 pm] |
Title: Father’s Day
Author: vl_redreign
Condom: Debbie
A/N: I found a way to combine Father’s Day and summer in one drabble. I think. No beta.
Summers in Pittsburgh were hot and muggy, and the fact that the Vette was a convertible was a godsend on days like this. A Sunday road trip sounded like a great idea.
Wind blowing their hair, Brian and Michael listened as Justin chattered on about New York, his studio, and his upcoming show. It was coming together, and soon, Brian hoped, Justin would be back for good, instead of these short visits.
They arrived, making their way along immaculately landscaped lawns and stopping to pay tribute to the man that epitomized “Father” to them all.
“Hey, Uncle Vic,” Michael said. |
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| Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|01:45 pm] |
Title: Summer Fun
Condom: Debbie
Brian had always loved summer when he was a kid. It meant no school, no teachers, and no parents. He could spend days at a time over at the Novotny's house, hanging out with Mikey at the community pool, making fun of his Captain Astro pajamas, and enjoying the delicious meals Debbie made them. She even made Brian's favorite snacks, just for him.
Now, with Justin complaining about the excessive heat, stripping of all his clothes as he walked across the loft, beads of sweat just begging to be licked from his skin, Brian loved summer for a different reason. |
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| Challenge # 120 :Summer |
[Jun. 18th, 2009|02:31 pm] |
Title:The Beach
Author: bluemchenkaffee
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: unfortunately not mine
Condom : Ben
The Beach
“Tell me again why I agreed to this,” Brian said sitting on a bath towel at the beach.
“Must be one of the three blowjobs I promised you,” Justin said, “Or the sight of me all wet in these see-through swimming trunks.”
Back at the hotel they took a shower.
“Stop it,” Justin cried and Brian’s soapy finger hovered above his hole. “My asshole feels like it’s full of sand, don’t go anywhere near it.”
“Ah,” Brian sighed, “now I know why you so generously promised me all these blowjobs. Because you already knew that’s all I would get tonight.” |
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| Challenge #119: Closed // Challenge #120: Summer |
[Jun. 17th, 2009|07:44 pm] |
Challenge 119 is now officially closed. Thank you for everyone who drabbled about bed heads.
It seems that we have a tie this week. Debbie and Ben were both awarded 2 condoms so they will challenge each other again.
The next challenge is Summer
Have fun!
ETA: Thanks for flamencanyc for catching my error! |
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