I'm at it again..
I keep getting ideas for short little stories and I HAVE to write them
before I work on the the fic i'm stuck on or I just can't write a
sentence. This was interesting (PFB, i'm sure we'll be adding to our
list of random objects that amuse us from our writing
*coughTwInKiEcough* I hope to talk to you later too! *hug*), I hope
everyone likes this.. I kinda ended it in a way I did'nt want to, but
oh well.. Enjoy.
Stupid name for a cut huh? I forgot what I was originally going to call it :/
Hello, I’m Bam Margera and I like to throw random parties. That’s exactly what’s going on right now, DiCo is DJing playing HIM and a bunch of other rock, Him and Raab hooked an amp up to my jukebox. Raab is somewhere off in the house, possibly in the pirate bar so drunk that he’s stripping - wonderful. Dunn had been hanging out with me carrying around a beer, talking to me from time to time, pointing out girls, laughing at the people who’d get blinded by his precariously hung strobe light, and talking to me about this one thing in the corner of the room.
There was this huge pink and white cake in the corner of the room. The foreign object had been sitting there since the party started and I have no idea why. I looked to my left and saw Ape walking up, she stopped as soon as she got to me and then looked at the cake that I was looking at and then back to me “Are you hungry Bam?” she asked, looking up at me “No, but who brought that cake over?” I asked, clearly confused. She shrugged “I think it was Dunn or Glomb” she replied, soon waving to me when she found Phil, walking off to go and sit with him on the couch.
I sighed and then found that Dunn had left my side. Well, now the only thing to do is to look at that damned cake, I’m bored and I’m wondering why the hell it’s there. I walked up to it and stared down at it, it didn’t look like a real cake “Hmm..” I said aloud “I wonder if Raab is in this damn thing, Maybe I should go outside with it and kick it down a hill” The cake stirred, but nothing happened. I smiled “Or maybe we can tie it to the rip line in the Treetop Casino and let it go..” I said, chuckling when I heard the cake grumble. “I know! I’ll go and get something!” I said as I stomped around making it sound like I’d walked away, I squatted down to see the top of the cake rise and two emerald eyes peer out at me “Boo..” I said snickering. The top fell back down and I heard a load of swearing in another language - I know that swearing. “How’s about I crawl into the cake with you and we can party like it’s nineteen ninety nine?” I asked, Hearing laughter from inside the cake.
“Fine then you perv..” I tried to sound as sarcastic as I could. I stood up and the top of the cake went flying off and there stood Ville, green shorts, big black Adio shoes, and a fishnet top - one of those ones with the wider holes and stronger looking material. His hair was just as it was in the Join Me In Death video, a little long, but not too short and jet black. He danced a bit, wiggling his hips to the music and I started laughing “Ville, an entertainer?” He just stared at me “What?” I snickered. He smiled and hopped out of the cake, I stared down at the tattoo on his calf and I felt a tight warmth on my wrist. Looking up I realized I was being dragged upstairs, Ville running to my room, throwing me in there and locking the door behind us. I walked over and sat on the bed and he came and joined me, looking down at the ground snickering a bit to himself.
That caught my attention, he was sober and acting this odd.. Hmm. He looked at me, scooting a little closer coming up to about a foot away from me - he was close to begin with. “Past this, I don’t get paid anymore” He said, leaning forward, our lips joining. My eyes widened as his closed, pushing his kiss deeper. Soon after my eyes closed, he’s never done this or done something like this, I would’ve decked him if he hadn’t been such a good kisser - Last time I knew I didn’t like men. My arms hand minds of their own, finding way around his body to drag him closer, we fell back, Ville’s kisses growing awfully sensual. I moaned, body raising up to press against him, then he pulled back and grinned “Bammo let me live..” he chuckled. My eyes shot open and I sat up “You.. I, er.. You got paid for this?!” I yelped “No, my plane ticket was the only thing paid for, they thought it would be nice for you to see me again.. You’re obviously happy” Ville chuckled noticing the obvious bulge in my pants. “I can’t help that!” I choked, he smiled at me “Suuuuurreee…” He said in a sarcastic tone looking at me playfully.
Right when he was about to open his mouth and say something I leaned forward, scooping him into my arms, locking lips with him. He gasped slightly, only making me push into him more kissing as lovingly as I could for that odd feeling driving me to want to do the most obscene things to him. His arms moved and wrapped around me snugly, pushing his body against me, a moan escaped him as my tongue found its way into his mouth. He kissed back in just the same way, it was nearly harmonic and way to much of a turn on. I let myself fall back, hands moving to Ville’s face to hold the kiss. He groaned and my hips raised, pushing my now painful erection against him, he bit my lower lip and I whimpered in a slight shock of pain; I felt him smile. He pushed his hips into mine, taking my shirt from me as I began unbuttoning his - Running my hands up the part in the fabric, his skin was so warm and soft.
He smiled, leaning down to nibble on my ear which sent a chill through my body. I groaned, begging him to have his way with me; he was taking his sweet time, damn him. He chuckled, a hand trailing down across the skin of my abdomen to my pants, where I felt a snap as he unbuttoned them. I pushed against his hand, closing my eyes “Would you calm the hell down Bam?” I opened an eye to see Ville looking down at me very amused “No.. NO, I can’t..” I nearly moaned in anticipation, yet all that came from me was a strange groan that made Ville blush a tad. I grabbed him and tore off his pants, not really, but I ended up taking them off in an insanely short time - he took off mine slowly to increase the pain. “VILLE!” I yelped “..What?” he asked, his laughing not holding back too well, hi words shaky “Just, NOW! Get this over with..” I was nearly screaming. He looked at me awkwardly “Please… I need you” I whimpered, his smile returning to his face.
“You need me, eh?” He pressed his body against mine, all of our clothes now off, laying beside the bed in a pile on the floor. I moaned softly, feeling him hard as well. He bit my neck gently at first but when he started pushing his length into me he bit harder in an attempt to even out the pain. I groaned, body tensing under him - this hurt so damn bad. I winced in pain until he built up a rhythm and I got a little more used to the pain, seeing him in pleasure like that turned me on even more, I reached for him and brought him closer, kissing him intensely. Soon he started moaning and that’s when he hit that one spot, I screamed in pleasure, my hips throwing themselves at him, he just moaned at my harsh movement, pushing his body harder against mine as he thrusted faster.
I cried out his name the next time he hit that spot, writhing in pleasure beneath him. Every time he’d hit that spot from then on my nails would dig harder into him, sounds of pleasure emanating from him, eyes half closed as the look of desperation flooded his features. Don’t let me go, don’t leave, stay here.. was all I could thing as I clung desperately to him, I had pulled him into another kiss and we broke at the same time, screaming in moans of pleasure and the others name. Ville honestly makes the most beautiful sounds when he’s like that, they’re far to hard to explain except it nearly makes his music seem second rate, not to be mean or anything. We lay there, each others hands meshed, staring into each other eyes lovingly for what seemed like forever. He took me into his arms and there I slept.
When I awoke, the sun had flooded the room, I could tell as by the light laying against my eye lids, those of which were glowing a bright orange whilst covering my eyes. I stretched, feeling a slight pain surge through my body “Ugh..” I choked, yawning soon after. The sunlight felt so warm, I could tell the blinds were open. Upon opening my eyes I found that Ville was gone, no trace of him at all except for a cigarette on the floor and a note next to me. I picked it up and squinted to read it:
“Sorry about last night, maybe things got a little out of hand. Anyways, I’ll be back eventually so take care! Oh, and I meant those last words I said to you as you drifted off to sleep..
Your Friend,
-Willa Walo”
Stupid name for a cut huh? I forgot what I was originally going to call it :/
Hello, I’m Bam Margera and I like to throw random parties. That’s exactly what’s going on right now, DiCo is DJing playing HIM and a bunch of other rock, Him and Raab hooked an amp up to my jukebox. Raab is somewhere off in the house, possibly in the pirate bar so drunk that he’s stripping - wonderful. Dunn had been hanging out with me carrying around a beer, talking to me from time to time, pointing out girls, laughing at the people who’d get blinded by his precariously hung strobe light, and talking to me about this one thing in the corner of the room.
There was this huge pink and white cake in the corner of the room. The foreign object had been sitting there since the party started and I have no idea why. I looked to my left and saw Ape walking up, she stopped as soon as she got to me and then looked at the cake that I was looking at and then back to me “Are you hungry Bam?” she asked, looking up at me “No, but who brought that cake over?” I asked, clearly confused. She shrugged “I think it was Dunn or Glomb” she replied, soon waving to me when she found Phil, walking off to go and sit with him on the couch.
I sighed and then found that Dunn had left my side. Well, now the only thing to do is to look at that damned cake, I’m bored and I’m wondering why the hell it’s there. I walked up to it and stared down at it, it didn’t look like a real cake “Hmm..” I said aloud “I wonder if Raab is in this damn thing, Maybe I should go outside with it and kick it down a hill” The cake stirred, but nothing happened. I smiled “Or maybe we can tie it to the rip line in the Treetop Casino and let it go..” I said, chuckling when I heard the cake grumble. “I know! I’ll go and get something!” I said as I stomped around making it sound like I’d walked away, I squatted down to see the top of the cake rise and two emerald eyes peer out at me “Boo..” I said snickering. The top fell back down and I heard a load of swearing in another language - I know that swearing. “How’s about I crawl into the cake with you and we can party like it’s nineteen ninety nine?” I asked, Hearing laughter from inside the cake.
“Fine then you perv..” I tried to sound as sarcastic as I could. I stood up and the top of the cake went flying off and there stood Ville, green shorts, big black Adio shoes, and a fishnet top - one of those ones with the wider holes and stronger looking material. His hair was just as it was in the Join Me In Death video, a little long, but not too short and jet black. He danced a bit, wiggling his hips to the music and I started laughing “Ville, an entertainer?” He just stared at me “What?” I snickered. He smiled and hopped out of the cake, I stared down at the tattoo on his calf and I felt a tight warmth on my wrist. Looking up I realized I was being dragged upstairs, Ville running to my room, throwing me in there and locking the door behind us. I walked over and sat on the bed and he came and joined me, looking down at the ground snickering a bit to himself.
That caught my attention, he was sober and acting this odd.. Hmm. He looked at me, scooting a little closer coming up to about a foot away from me - he was close to begin with. “Past this, I don’t get paid anymore” He said, leaning forward, our lips joining. My eyes widened as his closed, pushing his kiss deeper. Soon after my eyes closed, he’s never done this or done something like this, I would’ve decked him if he hadn’t been such a good kisser - Last time I knew I didn’t like men. My arms hand minds of their own, finding way around his body to drag him closer, we fell back, Ville’s kisses growing awfully sensual. I moaned, body raising up to press against him, then he pulled back and grinned “Bammo let me live..” he chuckled. My eyes shot open and I sat up “You.. I, er.. You got paid for this?!” I yelped “No, my plane ticket was the only thing paid for, they thought it would be nice for you to see me again.. You’re obviously happy” Ville chuckled noticing the obvious bulge in my pants. “I can’t help that!” I choked, he smiled at me “Suuuuurreee…” He said in a sarcastic tone looking at me playfully.
Right when he was about to open his mouth and say something I leaned forward, scooping him into my arms, locking lips with him. He gasped slightly, only making me push into him more kissing as lovingly as I could for that odd feeling driving me to want to do the most obscene things to him. His arms moved and wrapped around me snugly, pushing his body against me, a moan escaped him as my tongue found its way into his mouth. He kissed back in just the same way, it was nearly harmonic and way to much of a turn on. I let myself fall back, hands moving to Ville’s face to hold the kiss. He groaned and my hips raised, pushing my now painful erection against him, he bit my lower lip and I whimpered in a slight shock of pain; I felt him smile. He pushed his hips into mine, taking my shirt from me as I began unbuttoning his - Running my hands up the part in the fabric, his skin was so warm and soft.
He smiled, leaning down to nibble on my ear which sent a chill through my body. I groaned, begging him to have his way with me; he was taking his sweet time, damn him. He chuckled, a hand trailing down across the skin of my abdomen to my pants, where I felt a snap as he unbuttoned them. I pushed against his hand, closing my eyes “Would you calm the hell down Bam?” I opened an eye to see Ville looking down at me very amused “No.. NO, I can’t..” I nearly moaned in anticipation, yet all that came from me was a strange groan that made Ville blush a tad. I grabbed him and tore off his pants, not really, but I ended up taking them off in an insanely short time - he took off mine slowly to increase the pain. “VILLE!” I yelped “..What?” he asked, his laughing not holding back too well, hi words shaky “Just, NOW! Get this over with..” I was nearly screaming. He looked at me awkwardly “Please… I need you” I whimpered, his smile returning to his face.
“You need me, eh?” He pressed his body against mine, all of our clothes now off, laying beside the bed in a pile on the floor. I moaned softly, feeling him hard as well. He bit my neck gently at first but when he started pushing his length into me he bit harder in an attempt to even out the pain. I groaned, body tensing under him - this hurt so damn bad. I winced in pain until he built up a rhythm and I got a little more used to the pain, seeing him in pleasure like that turned me on even more, I reached for him and brought him closer, kissing him intensely. Soon he started moaning and that’s when he hit that one spot, I screamed in pleasure, my hips throwing themselves at him, he just moaned at my harsh movement, pushing his body harder against mine as he thrusted faster.
I cried out his name the next time he hit that spot, writhing in pleasure beneath him. Every time he’d hit that spot from then on my nails would dig harder into him, sounds of pleasure emanating from him, eyes half closed as the look of desperation flooded his features. Don’t let me go, don’t leave, stay here.. was all I could thing as I clung desperately to him, I had pulled him into another kiss and we broke at the same time, screaming in moans of pleasure and the others name. Ville honestly makes the most beautiful sounds when he’s like that, they’re far to hard to explain except it nearly makes his music seem second rate, not to be mean or anything. We lay there, each others hands meshed, staring into each other eyes lovingly for what seemed like forever. He took me into his arms and there I slept.
When I awoke, the sun had flooded the room, I could tell as by the light laying against my eye lids, those of which were glowing a bright orange whilst covering my eyes. I stretched, feeling a slight pain surge through my body “Ugh..” I choked, yawning soon after. The sunlight felt so warm, I could tell the blinds were open. Upon opening my eyes I found that Ville was gone, no trace of him at all except for a cigarette on the floor and a note next to me. I picked it up and squinted to read it:
“Sorry about last night, maybe things got a little out of hand. Anyways, I’ll be back eventually so take care! Oh, and I meant those last words I said to you as you drifted off to sleep..
Your Friend,
-Willa Walo”