Our BetterMost Community > Chez Tremblay
~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Pipedream:
((After a while, the Broken Arsed Symhonic Orchestra moves on to Jacques Offenbach, and, delighted with the way things devellop on set, the Props Magician, the High Priestess, the Feng Shui Director, the Ballet Interlude Queen, director Raymille and his assistant throw a party for the whole crew and invite everybody to join in their happy dance!!))
;D
↓(play me!)
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((wakes up groggily, his eyes a little more'n bloodshot. He groans and puts his hand over his forehead.))
((a little startled, notices Ennis next to him, as the events of the previous night rush into his memory. Jack blushes fiercely, his face burning in the brilliant light of the morning))
Jesus, Ennis. I made a right ass a myself last night, didn' I?
saucycobblers:
--- Quote from: Lucise on July 07, 2006, 11:55:09 pm ---Meanwhile, JBB and Terry are recovering from their vigorous activities of the night ...
JBB is out cold ...
--- End quote ---
((JBB stirs sleepily from his sweet dreams of Terry...))
** Hot damn! That was some sweet lovin' that warshcloth gave me last night. Woooeeee... yeah!**
((JBB blushes at the memory. He turns to look at Terry's loops... now the sweetest loops in the world to him...))
**Terry, Terry, Terry...**
((JBB nuzzles further into the soft (if slightly sticky) folds of TERRY CLOTH))
Pipedream:
((After that incredibly exciting night, Owl Olivia treats herself to her favourite breakfirst and thinks about the things that happened...))
%% So the boys finally got at it. Was about time, I guess. But wtf is going on with my Terry Cloth and that arse lotion ?? %%
** Hey Terry, you old duster Don Clothuan! Since when do you prefer the slimy and slippery type?
Well, I guess it’s none of my business, right? ** ::)
Sashca1007:
** Well, I've been waiting weeks for our boys to make their way to the tent, and the whole event passed me by while I was at work! Yep, I have one of those jobs that does not include a computer and a desk. I came back from work last night and found that I had missed every bit of the:
Looks like our boys were al-l-lmost upstaged by some Egyptian cotton and a tube of goo (good job, boys!).
And now, for a little reminiscing----
JACK'S PANTS -
(( JACK'S PANTS emit a lengthy exhalation of JACK flavored MAN-scent-- breathing had been interrupted earlier with the excitement of being bunched up and clinging to YOUNG JACK'S knees and calves and ankles.))
%% Ha Ha-a-a-aaa!!!! Those losers back in Lightning Flat are going to sh*t their pants be SO-O jealous when I tell'em what went on up here on Brokeback! Not much to report last summer, but this time?? Whoo-EEE-- me and my buttons are gettin' in on some LOVIN' action, which those Lightning' Flat lederhosen losers are never gonna see. They're probly still hangin' on the clothesline, talkin' crap about me. Jealous.
YOUNG JACK chooses me ever' time, and I'm purty sure it has somethin' to do with my 'truck-drapin' skills.%%
SPIT IN ENNIS'S HAND -
** Don't..... bother........ me. I am in heaven, and don't wish to be disturbed.**
%% This is almost too much to bear....too much of a good thing... last night....OH!! Shot forcefully from between Ennis's soft lips, into his big, dirty-sexy man hand. And then... *dee-e-ep breath* ....slathered all over a part of Ennis that... oh, be still my little spitty heart..... I thought it couldn't GET any better than that until... whoo-o-oa!!! Look where I'm going! OH! OH! OH-H-H!!!! And I'm in! So dark....so hot..... this is SOME ride..... WAIT what's this stuff shootin' towards me...?!
OH-H.... oh, this is where I'M stayin'. %%
(( SPIT settles in for as long as he can ride it.))
Navigation
[0] Message Index
[#] Next page
[*] Previous page
Go to full version