No Apologies. No Regrets.

Welcome, Mr. Darling

Sat, 14 May 2005 06:38:05 GMT

Brian led the way up a labyrinth of stairs and hallways until they came to the sliding metal door of his room. It had been made to look exactly like his flat in Pittsburgh, tacky blue lighting and all. He didn't give George time to ponder the plainness of the hard wood floors or the sparse but expensive Italian furniture as he was already shrugging out of his leather jacket and tugging off the plain, black sleeveless shirt.

Turning around, he tossed the wasted fabric aside and slid his fingers down to his waistband and unbuttoned his tight black jeans, slithering his hand down the front to force the fabric open. In an instant, the pants were off his hips and he was shoving down his briefs. The door wasn't even shut, and Brian Kinney was already naked in his living room. He smirked. "Coming?" With that, he turned and stepped up into his raised bedroom that stood like a stage in his living room.

Sun, 17 Apr 2005 11:28:29 GMT

Well finally adorably_slutty can get into milliways_bar so I'll have someone to talk to when I go there. There are a few other friends and beasts planning on joining, so that should work out just fine. Put a little sparkle into the bar.

To celebrate, I picked up another one of those green-eyed boys with the weird scar on his head. They look the same, they're all called Barry, Larry? Gary? Whatever. But they're all virgins. Well, they were all virgins. They seem to all mention Pedro, though. I should find out if old Pedro still thinks he's straight.

[RP] Stupid

Thu, 07 Apr 2005 20:16:59 GMT

Justin by adorably_slutty

Justin Taylor traced his fingers over Brian's chest idly, just resting agianst him contentedly. "You play stupid so well, Brian," he teased.

Brian Kinney leaned up and grabbed Justin by the arms and kissed him passionately and then pushed him off of him and waggled is brows. "Who's playing?"

Justin Taylor smiled his sunshine smile and raised his brows at his lover. "You'd better be," he sassed, pushing at Brian's chest as he sat back up from being pushed.

Brian Kinney stood up and yanked Justin up against him and slid his hands up his shirt, grabbing at him roughly as he started to back him towards the bedroom. "Well, how would I know what I was doing? I'm stupid, remember?" he questioned in a light mocking tone.

Justin Taylor gasped against Brian's lips and looked down at Brian's hands moving under his shirt. "I was teasing you," he said, tugging his shirt over his head and then ridding Brian of his shirt. He blindly stepped up the stairs and leaned in to kiss and nip at Brian's jaw line.

Brian Kinney snorted as he deftly flew through the buckle and button of Justin's pants, letting the jeans drop to the floor. "You were teasing? I didn't know that. I'm too stupid to tell the difference," he said as he pushed Justin back onto the bed and yanked the jeans off and threw them aside. He reached up to his briefs and pulled those down, eyes glittering as he saw the hard prick slap against Justin's abdomen. Leaning over, he grabbed the base of it and ran his tongue along the length.

Justin Taylor sucked in a sharp breath and opened his mouth to reply, but found himself moaning at Brian's tongue sliding over him. "Mmmmm," he murmured wantonly, stretching out over the dark blankets and pillows. He fisted in his hands in the duvet and arched his back, pushing his hips down against the bed. "Oh, yeahhhhhh." He pillowed his cheek against his shoulder and looked down his rippling body at Brian, face flushing passionately. The sole of his foot found the front of Brian's pants and he rubbed it over his groin.

Brian moved his hips away from Justin's foot and opened his mouth, dragging his lover's prick into it flickering his tongue around the head and then down the shaft as he swallowed him whole. His brown eyes flicked up his lover's lean body as he slid a claiming hand over his body, teasing over the rippling muscles. His other hand slid down between Justin's legs and he gently prodded at him, circling his finger around his flexing opening.

Justin Taylor bit his bottom lip and made a quiet whimpering sound as he felt Brian's mouth descending around him. "Briiiiian," he keened out at him, writhing around. How long had it been since this had happened? Well, recently, but it was so good with Brian. He smiled churlishly and arched his back off the bed, pushing back against the dark haired man's mouth. "Clooooose," he warned in a hushed whisper, tightening his hold on the familiar comforter.

Brian kept up the hard suctioning of Justin's prick in his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks as he bobbed his head. He kept watching Justin, now and then he dragged his teeth over the younger man's prick, keeping up the hard working of his mouth until he could feel Justin right on the cusp of coming. With that, he stopped and pressed his thumb into the slit of his prick and said, "Don't come yet." He reached for a condom out of his nightstand and after wriggling out of his pants, rolled it out over his length and settled in between Justin's legs. Giving a slow thrust, he moved into Justin and reached down to his cock and stroked him in time to his movements.

Justin Taylor huffed at Brian as he felt his prick being released. He was so close. His lashes were veiled as he watched Brian slipping the condom on and then they closed as he felt the familiar pressure of being entered. "Yesssss," he hissed, flattening his feet against the bed to push back up against Brian's thrusts. He wrapped his arms around the larger man and started to move against him, finding his pace. One of his palms smoothed up and down Brian's damp back and the other slid into his hair, threading his hair through the soft brown hair. "Harder," he whimpered against his ear, encircling his waist with his legs to pull him in deeper. Although, he was already starting to jerk and jolt involuntarily as Brian raked over his prostate and his fingers played over his purpling erection.

Brian couldn't help but smirk at Justin's huffing, but he knew he'd get his anyway. He pulled a pillow around and slid it under Justin's ass and deepened his thrusts into him, pushing harder and faster. His eyes closed as he settled into a faster pace as he deftly fondled Justin's cock, moving faster and deeper when he could. His hips twisted trying him in ne angles till he couldn't hold himself back any longer. He groaned and bucked wildly until he stilled, feeling his sensitive prick flooding the condom.

Justin Taylor 's face pinched up in pleasure as he felt his cock spewing between them, coating his stomach and Brian's hand with his release. Panting, he relaxed and let his legs fall against the bed. He wrapped his arms tightly around Brian's neck and held him tightly as he kissed him sloppily and loudly. Breathing over his lips, he whispered, "You definitely know how to do that."

"I've had enough practice," he teased as he pulled out and slid the condom off and tossed it into the basket to get rid of later. He flopped down on his side next to Justin and gathered him up into his arms to kiss him. He sighed contentedly. "Yes, well, us stupid people have to have at least one skill, I guess."

All sides die happy

Fri, 01 Apr 2005 06:28:26 GMT

Fuck. So, it looks like getting Justin to the bar is delayed because of some sort of weird limit thing at the bar. This is... well, I haven't even been cruising the bar, to be honest. I hate the feeling like I'm dependant on someone, but there it is. I miss Justin there. He's easily touchable here, so I'm just not... going there. Heterosexuals will rot your brain. Seriously. I don't mind chatting with them, but so often they have so little to say. Or I end up talking to some alter dimension demon thing that would bite my prick off. I'd like for Justin to be there so we can start our own adventures. Maybe Mikey will come too. I saw some comic book heroes prancing around. It'll be great. And maybe he'll finally get to fuck a Harry Potter. I know he's wanted to.

Another day.

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:56:50 GMT

Another day at the bar. I haven't looked over it in the past couple of days, to be honest. I think most of it is that adorably_slutty hasn't been accepted yet. I don't have a problem starting up conversations with people, but sometimes a man just needs his... Justin. I may try cruising the bar again later, I don't know. It's just been a bit slow.

So, Dawson, how are things at the Creek?

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 10:12:16 GMT

I think I've talked adorably_slutty to come with me to the bar. Now I just need to figure out how I got there myself. I ahve this feeling it showed up in my pantry, or maybe it's under my bed. Or a party prize you get after the millionth blowjob on the bed. Although it just looks like a regular Serta to me.

But if you don't age at the bar... well, that's better than Botox, isn't it?

Bah.

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 19:59:02 GMT

Some nights I forget that milliways_bar is a straight bar. And other nights I am reminded.

Home Sweet Home?

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 21:34:07 GMT

"It's livable," commented Brian as he dropped the keys onto the counter indifferently. He slipped his leather jacket off of his shoulders as he headed to the raised platform that served as his bedroom. The slats were opened, revealing the electric blue of the room. He tossed the jacket down and pulled the clingy shirt beneath up and off of his head before reaching down to unbutton his pants. "Are you coming or going?" he asked as he let the jeans drop to his ankles.

Interesting.

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 19:28:15 GMT

I seem to have dropped into this spot called milliways_bar. The people seem friendly, although at this point not quite friendly enough. There is no sex or nudity on the bar. There also doesn't seem to be much going on in the bathrooms. Nor much music. However, you can get room keys at the bar, evidently. It isn't quite the same, but perhaps I can get a few people up to my room. That could be something.

So...

Tue, 15 Mar 2005 07:02:41 GMT

I'm on this thing. Where's the sex?

ETA: You'd think since I chose foxes and it's horny it would be humping something. Useless.