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Title: A Better Porn
Author:
slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: R...does cybering count as sex? and DEFINITE sexual references
Pairing: Ryan Miller/Taylor Pyatt (for the first and prolly last time, sorry Shirls)
Disclaimer:...this again? I live in Bumfuckville, NY and they live in Buffalo, Russia and everywhere else..being that I'm freaking PO *which already proves I DON'T own them* I can't jet around to their houses and demand this shit..so NO I don't own them...*laughs*
Btw..there IS no NHLIM..as far as I know 'cause you know I'd never leave my room if there were lol..but it was convenient since it's prolly hard for them to have real nics on IM because of fan spam..so in this one, there is a special IM for players to talk to each other..:)
1 A.M., Ryan strips of his shirt and jeans, sitting at his computer in only his boxers, his rapidly tenting boxers, as he starts to shiver in anticipation of his latest acquired film, Boys v. Boys: Locker Room Tales and a good wank session.
He boots up the tower and drums his fingers on the desk, not noticing the absence of the chimes signaling his Windows sign-on in his excitement. Grinning widely, he pulls the movie out of his desk drawer and pops it in.
The opening credits come on at the same time as a flashing conversation window shows on the screen, and with a growl, he pauses the movie, clicking on the window.
It's an NHLIM window, and he smiles as he sees who's talking to him, forgetting his annoyance completely.
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nineinchcanuck: hey sexy
nineinchcanuck: how's it hangin?
Ryan laughs. That easy way Taylor puts a sexual innuendo into such simple questions or statements never fails to amuse him. He responds in kind, still snickering under his breath.
millsy30: it's not anymore, not since you popped up
millsy30: thought you'd be sleeping
millsy30: you have a game tomorrow don't you?
nineinchcanuck: yeah but I can't sleep...got a little hot thinking about you ;)
Ryan grins. It's always so much easier to get Taylor to loosen up online and Taylor loose is definitely a lot more fun.
millsy30: reeeeaaaallllyyy...well that's nice to know
millsy30: I was actually just gonna watch my new film...
nineinchcanuck: so you'd rather I leave you alone?
millsy30: no..no..you can stay..I'll just be a lil distracted
nineinchcanuck: nah I understand love...if you need a spank session I'll let ya go
Ryan shakes his head, chuckling. He nods at the computer and minimizes the window to bring up his player again, already getting hard again.
Only three minutes go by before he realizes there is absolutely NO sound. No moans, no talking, no gasps, no NOTHING. He looks at his speaker and groans. There's a huge dent in one of them from where Jason and Danny were playing a practice game in here last week; he'll have to ring them tomorrow to tell them off.
But that doesn't help him now. He closes the box completely; porn just isn't the same on mute. He pouts, bringing Taylor's window back up.
millsy30: you still there?
nineinchcanuck: yep..why no film?
millsy30: >.< no sound
nineinchcanuck: lol why? what happened?
millsy30: stupid Brie and Pomer broke damn speakers
nineinchcanuck: lmao
nineinchcanuck:...soo..you're all..horny...and you have no way to fix it?
millsy30:...um...yeah...
nineinchcanuck: hmm...man this sucks...if I was there I'd love to help you...
millsy30: :) what would you do?
nineinchcanuck: *grin* well for starters I'd prolly lock the door so we wouldn't be disturbed...then strip off my shirt, not caring where the hell I tossed it.
millsy30: o..maybe I should take off my boxers for this..;)
nineinchcanuck: mmm...you wouldn't need to...I'd rip them off your hips as soon as I reached you and down your legs, straddling you after stripping off mine as well.
Ryan slips his fingers into his boxers, wrapping them around his rock hard shaft and starting to slowly jerk his wrist up and down, moaning as Taylor goes into more detail.
nineinchcanuck: I'd wrap my legs around you and ride you hard, the friction driving us both crazy
millsy30: *moan* fuck Taylor
nineinchcanuck: then when you were ( ) this close to coming I'd get off you, kissing you so you could wait
millsy30: man babe you sure know how to 'help' from where you are
nineinchcanuck: you're touching yourself, aren't you
nineinchcanuck: I hope so..because I am.
Ryan's eyes widen and his hips arch off the chair at the thought of Taylor stroking himself as he's doing now, moaning his name with his eyes screwed up and his lips parted to pant for breath. He's never seen his boyfriend touch himself before and the very idea makes him even harder and he bites his lip to keep from moaning long and loud at the image in his mind of Taylor doing just that.
nineinchcanuck: ;) you still with me Ryan?
nineinchcanuck: I haven't gotten to the good part of the story yet
millsy30: yeah...just a little...hotter after hearing you're doing what I am
nineinchcanuck: *moan* I know the feeling
millsy30: damnit Taylor continue the story..
nineinchcanuck: gladly...well after I kissed you, I'd continue to kiss down your body, licking my lips at your taste..mm I love the taste of your skin..*moan*
nineinchcanuck: I'd play with your nipples with my tongue, rolling them around with my lips and nipping them lightly with my teeth, then swirl my tongue in your bellybutton.
Ryan's hand starts to speed up as he races toward climax. "Fuck, Taylor," he moans lowly.
nineinchcanuck: so after that I'd reach your cock...where you obviously needed me most..and kiss it, just softly, not nearly enough to make you cum..just enough to make you beg.
nineinchcanuck: you'd say something like please or now or my favorite, suck me...when you tell me what you want, it turns me on more than anything..
nineinchcanuck: I'd take you deep in my mouth, your head hitting the back of my throat...mm you like that don't you baby when you feel the flesh of my throat on your cockhead...
millsy30: fuck yes..go on
nineinchcanuck: I'd start to bob up and down, sucking hard, using my tongue to press it against the veins...your moans would be getting louder and more high pitched as I brought you closer to cumming..
nineinchcanuck: I'd have my hand working down below my waist, pumping myself as I sucked you.
Ryan's hips are moving faster now, fucking his hand as he jerks himself harder, every word he reads sending spikes of pleasure through him. He can feel his orgasm in the pit of his stomach and he fights hard to keep his eyes open as the feeling spreads throughout his body.
nineinchcanuck:then finally, I'd suck you fast and hard, leaving my tongue for later, and you'd cum...
nineinchcanuck: I'd moan around your cock as I came with you, trying hard to swallow every drop of your cum as I pumped my hips while I spurted over my own hand.
nineinchcanuck: oh fuck...Ryan...I'm cumm0926jqio36n4i43n0
Ryan's hand tugs hard at his cock and he cums all over his hand and his chest, his hips still jerking erratically as his breathing finally starts to slow down, the post-coital high making him grin uncontrollably. He slams his hand against the keyboard as he figures Taylor must have when he reaches his peak, screaming his lover's name.
millsy30: oh...god...Taylor....I'm gonna.....gonna...0iqnp346nq;lu7nnaoewtan90gja304
Ryan types first, recovering from his orgasm quickly.
millsy30: damn..Tay..you're better than any porn.
nineinchcanuck: ty baby...just creating our own brand of porn
millsy30: you've certainly 'helped' me love
millsy30: I think I'm gonna go to bed and dream about this better porn...you've exhausted me by making me cum that hard
nineinchcanuck: alright babe...I can sleep now too, as a matter of fact...love you
millsy30: *yawn* yeah Taylor..love you too..good luck tomorrow
nineinchcanuck: thanks love..sweet dreams
millsy30: they will be :)..night
nineinchcanuck: night
Ryan opens his disk drive with a grin and takes the film out of it. He tosses it in a nearby trashcan, still grinning, and turns off the computer.
He lays in bed, still tingling pleasantly from his explosive climax, and immediately falls asleep, his mind still filled with images of crystal clear blue eyes closed in pleasure and pretty lips wrapped around his cock. I'll have to figure out what else he would do if he were here tomorrow, he thinks before he's totally unconscious, his lips curving into a grin.
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Love it, hate it? It's one of the oddest story ideas I've ever done, let me know if I did it right :)
Author:
slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: R...does cybering count as sex? and DEFINITE sexual references
Pairing: Ryan Miller/Taylor Pyatt (for the first and prolly last time, sorry Shirls)
Disclaimer:...this again? I live in Bumfuckville, NY and they live in Buffalo, Russia and everywhere else..being that I'm freaking PO *which already proves I DON'T own them* I can't jet around to their houses and demand this shit..so NO I don't own them...*laughs*
Btw..there IS no NHLIM..as far as I know 'cause you know I'd never leave my room if there were lol..but it was convenient since it's prolly hard for them to have real nics on IM because of fan spam..so in this one, there is a special IM for players to talk to each other..:)
1 A.M., Ryan strips of his shirt and jeans, sitting at his computer in only his boxers, his rapidly tenting boxers, as he starts to shiver in anticipation of his latest acquired film, Boys v. Boys: Locker Room Tales and a good wank session.
He boots up the tower and drums his fingers on the desk, not noticing the absence of the chimes signaling his Windows sign-on in his excitement. Grinning widely, he pulls the movie out of his desk drawer and pops it in.
The opening credits come on at the same time as a flashing conversation window shows on the screen, and with a growl, he pauses the movie, clicking on the window.
It's an NHLIM window, and he smiles as he sees who's talking to him, forgetting his annoyance completely.
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nineinchcanuck: hey sexy
nineinchcanuck: how's it hangin?
Ryan laughs. That easy way Taylor puts a sexual innuendo into such simple questions or statements never fails to amuse him. He responds in kind, still snickering under his breath.
millsy30: it's not anymore, not since you popped up
millsy30: thought you'd be sleeping
millsy30: you have a game tomorrow don't you?
nineinchcanuck: yeah but I can't sleep...got a little hot thinking about you ;)
Ryan grins. It's always so much easier to get Taylor to loosen up online and Taylor loose is definitely a lot more fun.
millsy30: reeeeaaaallllyyy...well that's nice to know
millsy30: I was actually just gonna watch my new film...
nineinchcanuck: so you'd rather I leave you alone?
millsy30: no..no..you can stay..I'll just be a lil distracted
nineinchcanuck: nah I understand love...if you need a spank session I'll let ya go
Ryan shakes his head, chuckling. He nods at the computer and minimizes the window to bring up his player again, already getting hard again.
Only three minutes go by before he realizes there is absolutely NO sound. No moans, no talking, no gasps, no NOTHING. He looks at his speaker and groans. There's a huge dent in one of them from where Jason and Danny were playing a practice game in here last week; he'll have to ring them tomorrow to tell them off.
But that doesn't help him now. He closes the box completely; porn just isn't the same on mute. He pouts, bringing Taylor's window back up.
millsy30: you still there?
nineinchcanuck: yep..why no film?
millsy30: >.< no sound
nineinchcanuck: lol why? what happened?
millsy30: stupid Brie and Pomer broke damn speakers
nineinchcanuck: lmao
nineinchcanuck:...soo..you're all..horny...and you have no way to fix it?
millsy30:...um...yeah...
nineinchcanuck: hmm...man this sucks...if I was there I'd love to help you...
millsy30: :) what would you do?
nineinchcanuck: *grin* well for starters I'd prolly lock the door so we wouldn't be disturbed...then strip off my shirt, not caring where the hell I tossed it.
millsy30: o..maybe I should take off my boxers for this..;)
nineinchcanuck: mmm...you wouldn't need to...I'd rip them off your hips as soon as I reached you and down your legs, straddling you after stripping off mine as well.
Ryan slips his fingers into his boxers, wrapping them around his rock hard shaft and starting to slowly jerk his wrist up and down, moaning as Taylor goes into more detail.
nineinchcanuck: I'd wrap my legs around you and ride you hard, the friction driving us both crazy
millsy30: *moan* fuck Taylor
nineinchcanuck: then when you were ( ) this close to coming I'd get off you, kissing you so you could wait
millsy30: man babe you sure know how to 'help' from where you are
nineinchcanuck: you're touching yourself, aren't you
nineinchcanuck: I hope so..because I am.
Ryan's eyes widen and his hips arch off the chair at the thought of Taylor stroking himself as he's doing now, moaning his name with his eyes screwed up and his lips parted to pant for breath. He's never seen his boyfriend touch himself before and the very idea makes him even harder and he bites his lip to keep from moaning long and loud at the image in his mind of Taylor doing just that.
nineinchcanuck: ;) you still with me Ryan?
nineinchcanuck: I haven't gotten to the good part of the story yet
millsy30: yeah...just a little...hotter after hearing you're doing what I am
nineinchcanuck: *moan* I know the feeling
millsy30: damnit Taylor continue the story..
nineinchcanuck: gladly...well after I kissed you, I'd continue to kiss down your body, licking my lips at your taste..mm I love the taste of your skin..*moan*
nineinchcanuck: I'd play with your nipples with my tongue, rolling them around with my lips and nipping them lightly with my teeth, then swirl my tongue in your bellybutton.
Ryan's hand starts to speed up as he races toward climax. "Fuck, Taylor," he moans lowly.
nineinchcanuck: so after that I'd reach your cock...where you obviously needed me most..and kiss it, just softly, not nearly enough to make you cum..just enough to make you beg.
nineinchcanuck: you'd say something like please or now or my favorite, suck me...when you tell me what you want, it turns me on more than anything..
nineinchcanuck: I'd take you deep in my mouth, your head hitting the back of my throat...mm you like that don't you baby when you feel the flesh of my throat on your cockhead...
millsy30: fuck yes..go on
nineinchcanuck: I'd start to bob up and down, sucking hard, using my tongue to press it against the veins...your moans would be getting louder and more high pitched as I brought you closer to cumming..
nineinchcanuck: I'd have my hand working down below my waist, pumping myself as I sucked you.
Ryan's hips are moving faster now, fucking his hand as he jerks himself harder, every word he reads sending spikes of pleasure through him. He can feel his orgasm in the pit of his stomach and he fights hard to keep his eyes open as the feeling spreads throughout his body.
nineinchcanuck:then finally, I'd suck you fast and hard, leaving my tongue for later, and you'd cum...
nineinchcanuck: I'd moan around your cock as I came with you, trying hard to swallow every drop of your cum as I pumped my hips while I spurted over my own hand.
nineinchcanuck: oh fuck...Ryan...I'm cumm0926jqio36n4i43n0
Ryan's hand tugs hard at his cock and he cums all over his hand and his chest, his hips still jerking erratically as his breathing finally starts to slow down, the post-coital high making him grin uncontrollably. He slams his hand against the keyboard as he figures Taylor must have when he reaches his peak, screaming his lover's name.
millsy30: oh...god...Taylor....I'm gonna.....gonna...0iqnp346nq;lu7nnaoewtan90gja304
Ryan types first, recovering from his orgasm quickly.
millsy30: damn..Tay..you're better than any porn.
nineinchcanuck: ty baby...just creating our own brand of porn
millsy30: you've certainly 'helped' me love
millsy30: I think I'm gonna go to bed and dream about this better porn...you've exhausted me by making me cum that hard
nineinchcanuck: alright babe...I can sleep now too, as a matter of fact...love you
millsy30: *yawn* yeah Taylor..love you too..good luck tomorrow
nineinchcanuck: thanks love..sweet dreams
millsy30: they will be :)..night
nineinchcanuck: night
Ryan opens his disk drive with a grin and takes the film out of it. He tosses it in a nearby trashcan, still grinning, and turns off the computer.
He lays in bed, still tingling pleasantly from his explosive climax, and immediately falls asleep, his mind still filled with images of crystal clear blue eyes closed in pleasure and pretty lips wrapped around his cock. I'll have to figure out what else he would do if he were here tomorrow, he thinks before he's totally unconscious, his lips curving into a grin.
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Love it, hate it? It's one of the oddest story ideas I've ever done, let me know if I did it right :)