Drabble Drabble Toil and Spoil.....
I have drabbled again, this time Ben and Michael
Title: What Do You Want?
Warnings/Author's Notes: Ben/Michael, I don't think it is too graphic.
Beta:vlredreign
I love dancing with Michael. He is always a bit awkward, not quite catching my rhythm. If I am patient, he finds me. He knows what he wants; just unsure. He relaxes; his back against my chest, his right arm curls behind my neck. Michael stops thinking. His ass presses into me. He lets me guide him unconsciously
"What do you want, Michael?"
He blushes, pulling away. I bring him back against me whispering that I can't wait to go home. I want to raise his legs up over his head and bury my tongue inside his ass.
"Let's fuck."
This next one well...........
k, um, well, this came out of a conversation with dirtylttlescrt when she thought I should continue the above drabble. I told her I can't write Ben and Michael Porn any more than I can write Brian and Justin porn. I told her that my porn sounds like bad stereo instructions for the Kama Sutra....and then she thought I should play REO Speedwagon and see if that helps...and this is what I came up with.
Title: I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore
Warnings/Author's Notes: song!fic
Beta: Are you kidding? No way would I ask anyone to beta this.
I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
Michael put his hand on Ben's dick, "WOW that's hard, what are you going to do to me with that?"
Ben replied, "Well, Michael, I am glad you asked. I think we should explore the Splitting the Bamboo before utilizing Pair of Tongs and segueing into Suspended Congress; finding ultimate pleasure in Congress of the Crow."
Michael looked at Ben, shrugged and stated, "Big Guy, rim me, ram me, tie me up and fuck me good, but otherwise, shut up."
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
Title: What Do You Want?
Warnings/Author's Notes: Ben/Michael, I don't think it is too graphic.
Beta:vlredreign
I love dancing with Michael. He is always a bit awkward, not quite catching my rhythm. If I am patient, he finds me. He knows what he wants; just unsure. He relaxes; his back against my chest, his right arm curls behind my neck. Michael stops thinking. His ass presses into me. He lets me guide him unconsciously
"What do you want, Michael?"
He blushes, pulling away. I bring him back against me whispering that I can't wait to go home. I want to raise his legs up over his head and bury my tongue inside his ass.
"Let's fuck."
This next one well...........
k, um, well, this came out of a conversation with dirtylttlescrt when she thought I should continue the above drabble. I told her I can't write Ben and Michael Porn any more than I can write Brian and Justin porn. I told her that my porn sounds like bad stereo instructions for the Kama Sutra....and then she thought I should play REO Speedwagon and see if that helps...and this is what I came up with.
Title: I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore
Warnings/Author's Notes: song!fic
Beta: Are you kidding? No way would I ask anyone to beta this.
I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
Michael put his hand on Ben's dick, "WOW that's hard, what are you going to do to me with that?"
Ben replied, "Well, Michael, I am glad you asked. I think we should explore the Splitting the Bamboo before utilizing Pair of Tongs and segueing into Suspended Congress; finding ultimate pleasure in Congress of the Crow."
Michael looked at Ben, shrugged and stated, "Big Guy, rim me, ram me, tie me up and fuck me good, but otherwise, shut up."
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore