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weirdqafanLine meme...only not. Gakked from flist.
These don't have titles, since I always come up with a title last. I never have a title when I'm writing something since I loathe figuring out a title~ hence why all mine suck and not in a good way. And, um....giving more than one line (not for the RPS one's~ that would give away the plots), since I'm benevolent like that *smirks*
Long RPS with an actual plot (that's hidden beneath a bunch of sex):
Gale sighed as he looked through the mail. Bill. Bill. Bill. Porn catalog. Bill. Bank statement that he knew said his balance was $15. Bill.
RPS PWP:
Gale quirked a small smile at Randy’s jest and thought to himself how one would fill out workman’s comp forms for this. ‘Injured in the line of simulated fucking.’
Long ass B/J AU standalone (I hope to finish this by my birthday *snort* yeah~ even I don't think that'll happen):
“Hey Uncle Mikey. Where’s Dad?” A crash in the bathroom, followed by some loud cursing quickly answered his question.
Michael rolled his eyes. “He’s being a fucking drama queen…so what else is new?”
Gus looked amused, “He’s not still bitching about the muster drill, is he?”
“That wasn’t a fucking drill, it was a half hour torture session!” came the disgruntled reply from behind the door.
From the same WIP (different document- I write in sections sometimes & put it together later, like a puzzle):
“Why the fuck does he have to act like this?!” Gus yelled as he stormed into his cabin, with Michael on his heels, trying in vain to calm him down. “How fucking typical is that? Brian fucking Kinney always thinking with his dick! Using his smaller head to find a usable piece of ass!”
Promised B/J PWP for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thanks_thankyou (Christa~ I promise, I will eventually get around to finishing it!):
“You were so nervous that first night…but desperate to feel my cock inside you. You had spent so much time laying in bed by yourself, playing with your hole until you reached the point where you’d have done anything to feel the real thing.”
Brian increased the speed of his hand and used his own legs to spread Justin’s wider, exposing his hole. He lifted Justin’s hand to his mouth and quickly began sucking on two of his fingers, covering them with his saliva. He then guided Justin’s hand down to his hole.
“Show me how you used to touch yourself before I ever fucked you. Finger fuck yourself for me.”
Other B/J PWP from own song meme that never happened (probably will be the next fic I finish):
Brian leaned more over the railing and watched the rest of the crowd. Or at least he pretended to. Somehow his gaze always seemed to find it's way back to Justin. Brian watched his hips swivel sensuously, Justin being completely lost in the music, and he thinks about how they move just as nice when he's naked, splayed out in his bed with Brian's tongue up his ass. Justin will start to writhe as soon as he feels Brian's breath on his hole. When Brian begins to work his tongue into the tight knot of flesh, Justin's breathing increases, him taking these deep shuddering breaths which cause his ass to tremble just so. Once his tongue's inside him, Justin will begin to work his hips frantically back and forth, fucking himself on the appendage.
See? I write shit. I just can't seem to finish it!
:D
These don't have titles, since I always come up with a title last. I never have a title when I'm writing something since I loathe figuring out a title~ hence why all mine suck and not in a good way. And, um....giving more than one line (not for the RPS one's~ that would give away the plots), since I'm benevolent like that *smirks*
Long RPS with an actual plot (that's hidden beneath a bunch of sex):
Gale sighed as he looked through the mail. Bill. Bill. Bill. Porn catalog. Bill. Bank statement that he knew said his balance was $15. Bill.
RPS PWP:
Gale quirked a small smile at Randy’s jest and thought to himself how one would fill out workman’s comp forms for this. ‘Injured in the line of simulated fucking.’
Long ass B/J AU standalone (I hope to finish this by my birthday *snort* yeah~ even I don't think that'll happen):
“Hey Uncle Mikey. Where’s Dad?” A crash in the bathroom, followed by some loud cursing quickly answered his question.
Michael rolled his eyes. “He’s being a fucking drama queen…so what else is new?”
Gus looked amused, “He’s not still bitching about the muster drill, is he?”
“That wasn’t a fucking drill, it was a half hour torture session!” came the disgruntled reply from behind the door.
From the same WIP (different document- I write in sections sometimes & put it together later, like a puzzle):
“Why the fuck does he have to act like this?!” Gus yelled as he stormed into his cabin, with Michael on his heels, trying in vain to calm him down. “How fucking typical is that? Brian fucking Kinney always thinking with his dick! Using his smaller head to find a usable piece of ass!”
Promised B/J PWP for
thanks_thankyou (Christa~ I promise, I will eventually get around to finishing it!):“You were so nervous that first night…but desperate to feel my cock inside you. You had spent so much time laying in bed by yourself, playing with your hole until you reached the point where you’d have done anything to feel the real thing.”
Brian increased the speed of his hand and used his own legs to spread Justin’s wider, exposing his hole. He lifted Justin’s hand to his mouth and quickly began sucking on two of his fingers, covering them with his saliva. He then guided Justin’s hand down to his hole.
“Show me how you used to touch yourself before I ever fucked you. Finger fuck yourself for me.”
Other B/J PWP from own song meme that never happened (probably will be the next fic I finish):
Brian leaned more over the railing and watched the rest of the crowd. Or at least he pretended to. Somehow his gaze always seemed to find it's way back to Justin. Brian watched his hips swivel sensuously, Justin being completely lost in the music, and he thinks about how they move just as nice when he's naked, splayed out in his bed with Brian's tongue up his ass. Justin will start to writhe as soon as he feels Brian's breath on his hole. When Brian begins to work his tongue into the tight knot of flesh, Justin's breathing increases, him taking these deep shuddering breaths which cause his ass to tremble just so. Once his tongue's inside him, Justin will begin to work his hips frantically back and forth, fucking himself on the appendage.
See? I write shit. I just can't seem to finish it!
:D
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Date: 11/5/04 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 11/6/04 01:46 am (UTC)*shrugs*
The next one done will be last one mentioned. It's almost done.
:)
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Date: 11/5/04 10:54 pm (UTC)And if you can only finish a few... RPS is always nice! Although you DID promise Christa...
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Date: 11/6/04 01:44 am (UTC)HOTready! lol:)
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Date: 11/6/04 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 11/6/04 07:48 am (UTC)xxx
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Date: 11/6/04 10:22 am (UTC)anymost of these will be finished. I'm going to try finish the last one tonight, but have no clue for the others.:)