balancing act.

[ros_fod]

My DirectTV DVR has gone kaput. Again. This time the receiver refuses to start up at all. Which means that for the second time in about three months, I've lost all the episodes of any TV show that I recorded in the hopes of watching later. Including BSG, Planet Earth, The Office, How I Met Your Mother, and, most grieviously, all the season 4

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[lynnenne]

*stares and stares and stares*

So sorry about your missing shows! That company's attitude blows. I send pointy daggers of evil thoughts in their general direction.

[ros_fod]

LYNNE THIS PICTURE MAKES ME FEEL FUNNY IN MY PANTS.

It also makes the James in my head do rough, unspeakable things that involve biting on belts and hair pulling and ripped clothing RAAAAAWWWWWWR.

[lynnenne]

And then Vinnie scowls at James and says, "Dude. Watch the clothes." And James rumbles, "Fucking ugly anyway," and rips them in half, up the seam where Vinnie's legs spread apart, wide and wanton. And James' hands splay over the insides Vinnie's thighs, thumbs circling beneath the soft skin of his balls. Vinnie lets out an unmanly squeak and James grins, bites his lower lip to keep from squeaking back. The waistband of Vinnie's ugly pants is still intact, circling his hips, while the plaid flannel hangs open in tatters, exposing smooth, white skin.

James stares, licks his lips.

[ros_fod]

So this is what it fels like to go into cardiac arrest.

*crawls on the floor whimpering*

GOD YOU GIVE THE BEST PORN.

[lynnenne]

There's a tiny drop of fluid beading on Vinnie's cock, glistening clear on pink skin. James lowers his head to taste it, bits of flannel flapping about his ears. He takes Vinnie's cock to the back of his throat and Vinnie fucking whimpers, like a puppy begging for a treat. James' dick is a steel girder in his jeans but he ignores it. Instead he circles his fingers around Vinnie's wrists, pins them to the floor tight enough to leave bruises. Vinnie's heels dig into the floorboards, hips pressing up to get more of that mouth, but James pulls back, tongue moving in lazy circles. Gets another puppy whine for his troubles. He nearly comes in his jeans at the sound.

And now I go to my bunk. TO SLEEP. YIS.

[ros_fod]

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN I LOVE CHOCOLATE.

[lynnenne]

Heeeeeee. I'm flattered, but not ready for such a big step. *g*