Things That I Love in Stories

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I've been trying to come up with this list for weeks now. For the longest time, all I could come up with was thematic orgasm denial, but I have finally come up with some other things! \o/

1) Thematic orgasm denial. Okay, so the thing is, this one works for so many different stories, in so many different ways. There's: 1.1) UST. What is

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Aw, poor Brendon! That's so sad.

Share your feelings, Bdon! Share your feelings!

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OMG! ♥_♥

I just-- ack! The idea that they would be working something out, and Brendon would try and tell them by showing his porn, but there are so many different ways to interpret porn, and meanwhile the guys are probably all worried that Brendon wants to gangbang one of them, because the porn is totally from the point of view of the sneering men, not of the girl on her knees.

Maybe one of them-- Ryan, maybe, because he doesn't mind trying new things out. I could see Ryan being quite non-kinky, but super into trying things just to try them-- Ryan says, "Okay, we can do that."

Brendon gets all excited. He'd rather it was all of them; there's something about it being all of them, but he'll take what he can. Jon and Spencer sit on the other bed to watch while Ryan and Brendon get naked together. They kiss for a while and then Ryan rolls over onto his back, pulling Brendon on top so that Brendon's straddling him.

Brendon tries to lean down for another kiss, but Ryan says, "You can go for it," and Brendon gets this little, oh

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Brendon licks his lips again, then slowly opens his eyes. Ryan's cock is still in his hand, still right in front of his face, and Brendon leans forward, licking gently over the head to clean up the remaining come. He's careful when he licks, closing his lips over the head of Ryan's cock and mouthing gently. Brendon knows that Ryan will be sensitive so soon after coming, and he isn't trying to make him squirm

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The top button comes undone when Brendon tugs at the fabric with his teeth; the jeans are hold and the button hole well worn . It's harder to get the zipper down though. Even once he had Jon's pants undone, he doesn't know how he's going to get Jon's cock out. The elastic of Jon's boxers is clinging to his waist, and Brendon doesn't know if he's going to be able to tug them far enough down using only his mouth

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Brendon shifts over to Jon, sucking his cock eagerly into his mouth and bobbing up and down, just over the first few inches, moving as quickly as he can. He pulls off to take a breath, and he can hear Ryan say, just quickly like he's only speaking for Jon, even though the rest of them can hear it too, "He wants it

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Ryan holds the back of his head with a gentle hand but he also starts rocking his hips forward. Brendon makes his jaw loose and tries to keep his lips sealed, to keep sucking, as Ryan thrusts slowing into his mouth, lazy strokes. Brendon keeps making these slurping noises, his mouth all sloppy and wet, but it feels good, Ryan's dick sliding over his tongue feels good, this is what he wanted, and if Ryan doesn't mind the mess neither does Brendon.

Brendon starts meeting Ryan's thrusts, leaning forward when Ryan pushes in, taking him even deeper. He chokes a few times, but not enough that he has to pull back. It would take-- it would take a lot before Brendon would be willing to pull back, now that he's got Ryan's hand on his head, now that he's getting what he wanted

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Brendon feels hot all the way down his neck and across his chest. His voice cracks and he licks his lips and swallows. His lips are buzzing in this weird way where they're kind of raw and also kind of numb. Everyone is still just standing there, looking down at him, and he knows they're waiting, that they can wait, and somehow all that does it make Brendon feel even more desperate. They're not even jerking off anymore, just standing there and watching him.

"I want you to--" he says again, looking down at the floor. "To-- On me," he says.

They still just stand there for a long moment, and Brendon's worried that they're going to make him say more, or, worse, that they won't. It's been leading here, it has. They can't just-- stop.

Brendon looks up, tightening both his hands on Ryan and Spencer's cock, and rasping out, "Please," because they can't stop now, not when Brendon's thinks close to getting what he wants, what he has wanted

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Brendon sucks on Jon, licking out even when Jon's cock is in his mouth to try and lap at Spencer's fingers. Jon is leaking and Brendon can taste him; he wants more