Yee haaa :) Foxy fires be good
Figured my posting woes are something to do with IE hating me with an evil passion it's always causing problems,
trying with Firefox and it seems to work fine, most stress free posting ever, not an issue! Know what to do in future.
So the Second part of the Coming Out adventure :)
For the record I've no clue who JLS are, I don't follow reality shows or their clones. I asked hubby to name an irritating boyband and he named them ;)
Words - 1164
Warnings - Fluff
Music was blaring from Paul’s room, some synthesised rubbish punctuated by rapid machine gun fire, screeching tires and loud blasts. He didn’t even look up when Terry entered and leaned on the unit behind him. Another bad-guy exploded in a gory blood shower and Paul chortled happily ‘take that you faggot’ Terry flinched, he reminded himself this was the same guy that fainted at the first drip of real blood or on sight of a needle and decided to go for it.
‘Paul’
‘Shhh let me get past, Oh yeah, whose the daddy now you spineless mo’fo’s? swallow my A40K and choke on it cocksuckers’ Paul got a little into his Xbox games.
‘YES I am the master’ the screen flashed with fire as Paul blew up something, what looked like a severed arm was flung out and left a bloody smear down the screen for a moment as other bangs echoed and smoke billowed. Charming.
‘You suck at this Josh’ Josh? Terry hadn’t noticed the headphones, Paul was playing live with his friend then. Josh of the track team. ‘Yeah, yeah so you say. Your momma! Got to go. Brother hovering, you go bandage your ego ready for another pounding. Yeah. That’s the little squirt. uh huh, yeah.’ Terry strained but couldn’t’t hear the other side of the conversation over the continued racket as his brother typed his username in as winner PaulusPrime. Were they really related? He’d have to interrogate his mother.
‘So you just gonna stand there stare at my awesomeness or what?’
‘Get over yourself’ Terry had got mesmerised by the swirling flame effects as he tried out scripts in his head.
‘Terry? Earth to Terry? Hey you okay bro?’ there was instant concern in his voice and
Paul went from teasing to all business in a heart beat, Terry now had his full attention and wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. No matter what they were brothers.
‘Umwell.I’mgay’ He blurted it out jumbling the words, hardly surprising Paul just looked blank.
‘You’re what again?’
‘Gay’ that came out more of a frustrated shout.
‘Hell no!’
‘Paul?’
‘No way, that’s just wrong. you scum-sucker!’ He would not run or cry.
‘Paul?’ His voice wobbled.
‘Look I gotta go, see you tomorrow ok? Yeah, yeah dream on. No way that’s just wrong Josh. Later’ Josh? Paul threw the headphones to one side and powered off the console. One look at Terry had him on his feet and crushing the younger boy in a hug. A manly back slapping hug, and he could have held back on the slapping and left off where he ruffled Terry’s hair killing several spikes, or attempting to, it was mighty strong gel, but that was Paul. His brother.
‘You total doofus that what had you so quiet at tea?’
‘yeah’
‘You thought I’d what, beat you up? destroy your cd’s?’ He hadn’t known what to expect. Thinking about it, that was definitely one of his new cd’s on the unit by the docking station, Terry snatched it up and glared at his unrepentant brother. Paul made boxing motions and jived in place a minute.
‘It was kinda obvious you know?’
‘What?’ Terry looked himself over. Not a hint of pink on him anywhere. No make-up, nothing girly about him. He glared at Paul some more. Paul was openly laughing at him, not nastily but that wasn’t going to stop Terry re-arranging his face if he didn’t cut it out soon.
‘Bro, you’re my brother, I’ve seen your room for f’sake!’
‘My room is not gay’ and he was not pouting like a ten year old girl.
‘Must be. You’re gay!’
‘It’s not girly’
‘Terry, you’ve got a giant Beckham poster over your bed’
‘So have you, that make you gay?’
‘Mine’s from ManU he was awesome at ManU, yours is the underwear commercial’
‘Yeah, but!’
‘You got that sissy clock of the guy holding the baby’
‘It’s an art shot’
‘Yeah right. You like JLS’
‘So, you listen to them yourself’
‘I don’t watch the video over and over and stare at their arses’
‘I don’t’
‘You did’
‘I..’
‘Hey, it’s okay bro don’t sweat it.’
‘?’
‘I know, I guessed ages ago and it’s okay with me, you’re still my favourite bro’
‘I’m you’re only brother’
‘Exactly!’
‘Thanks’ his tone wasn’t thankful.
‘It doesn’t change a thing ok? You gonna tell the parents now?’ Terry nodded.
‘Want me to come with?’ Tempting.
‘No, no I got to go it’
‘Hey, they’ll be fine you know that right? Not like they’re going to kick you out or anything, it’ll be fine.’ Hell that thought hadn’t entered his head. Terry had a quick vision of himself on the street with a box of his belongings and shouts ringing in his ears. Maybe the lesbians opposite would take him in.
‘Terry? Earth to Terry? You okay bro?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Wait. Shit, what did Josh say?’
‘Josh? Oh he’s ok, he wont say anything’
‘What did he say?’
‘Nothing, you know, just some shit talking’
‘No I don’t, what he say Paul?’ Paul must have read the tone of mortal dread at last and was eyeing Terry far to knowingly as he answered.
‘He said you were cute’
‘WHAT?’
‘You boys fighting up there?’
‘No mum’
‘No mum’
‘You better not be or I’ll be up there and take the brush to you both’
‘We’re not mum’
‘No mum’
‘He said what?’ You could cut glass with Terry’s voice and Paul was enjoying this way to much.
‘Asked if this meant he could ask you out’
‘He what?’
‘Said you were one hot cookie. I told him to shut up, that’s sick, you’re my little brother.’
‘You.. Josh is gay?’
‘Well yeah, where you been little bro?‘ Paul knocked on Terry’s head then had to rub his hand, the spikes were super awesome sharp.
‘But?’
‘Don’t want to hear about butts. I like the ladies I do.’
‘So Josh?’ He couldn’t ask it.
‘Josh thinks you’re the latest edible treat, now get over yourself. Go out yourself to mum or you’ll never get to have a boy over. Oh wait, does that mean you and Keith? Tell me you and Keith don’t, I got the next room!’
‘No doofus’ Terry laughed at the faces Paul was pulling. ‘Keith’s into Melinda’
‘Melinda?’
‘You know’ hand gestures.
‘Oh’ mirrored gestures ‘Melinda, Melinda. Luck-y boy’
‘Paul?!’
‘Come on Terry! Oh never mind, you’d not get it you poof.’
‘Thanks!’
‘Hey Terry?’
‘Yeah?’
‘It’s ok you know’
‘Ta’
‘No I mean Josh.’
‘Josh?’
‘If you like him. He’s a decent guy’
‘He wouldn’t..’ Paul cut in, that was more than enough caring sharing for a month.
‘He’s a nice guy. Sucks at combat though. I annihilate him every time. I am the master, cower before my awesomeness.’
‘Paul’
‘yeah?’
‘You are pretty awesome’
‘I know’
‘Awesome doofus that is’
A cd hit him as he walked out. It was another of his.
trying with Firefox and it seems to work fine, most stress free posting ever, not an issue! Know what to do in future.
So the Second part of the Coming Out adventure :)
For the record I've no clue who JLS are, I don't follow reality shows or their clones. I asked hubby to name an irritating boyband and he named them ;)
Words - 1164
Warnings - Fluff
Music was blaring from Paul’s room, some synthesised rubbish punctuated by rapid machine gun fire, screeching tires and loud blasts. He didn’t even look up when Terry entered and leaned on the unit behind him. Another bad-guy exploded in a gory blood shower and Paul chortled happily ‘take that you faggot’ Terry flinched, he reminded himself this was the same guy that fainted at the first drip of real blood or on sight of a needle and decided to go for it.
‘Paul’
‘Shhh let me get past, Oh yeah, whose the daddy now you spineless mo’fo’s? swallow my A40K and choke on it cocksuckers’ Paul got a little into his Xbox games.
‘YES I am the master’ the screen flashed with fire as Paul blew up something, what looked like a severed arm was flung out and left a bloody smear down the screen for a moment as other bangs echoed and smoke billowed. Charming.
‘You suck at this Josh’ Josh? Terry hadn’t noticed the headphones, Paul was playing live with his friend then. Josh of the track team. ‘Yeah, yeah so you say. Your momma! Got to go. Brother hovering, you go bandage your ego ready for another pounding. Yeah. That’s the little squirt. uh huh, yeah.’ Terry strained but couldn’t’t hear the other side of the conversation over the continued racket as his brother typed his username in as winner PaulusPrime. Were they really related? He’d have to interrogate his mother.
‘So you just gonna stand there stare at my awesomeness or what?’
‘Get over yourself’ Terry had got mesmerised by the swirling flame effects as he tried out scripts in his head.
‘Terry? Earth to Terry? Hey you okay bro?’ there was instant concern in his voice and
Paul went from teasing to all business in a heart beat, Terry now had his full attention and wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. No matter what they were brothers.
‘Umwell.I’mgay’ He blurted it out jumbling the words, hardly surprising Paul just looked blank.
‘You’re what again?’
‘Gay’ that came out more of a frustrated shout.
‘Hell no!’
‘Paul?’
‘No way, that’s just wrong. you scum-sucker!’ He would not run or cry.
‘Paul?’ His voice wobbled.
‘Look I gotta go, see you tomorrow ok? Yeah, yeah dream on. No way that’s just wrong Josh. Later’ Josh? Paul threw the headphones to one side and powered off the console. One look at Terry had him on his feet and crushing the younger boy in a hug. A manly back slapping hug, and he could have held back on the slapping and left off where he ruffled Terry’s hair killing several spikes, or attempting to, it was mighty strong gel, but that was Paul. His brother.
‘You total doofus that what had you so quiet at tea?’
‘yeah’
‘You thought I’d what, beat you up? destroy your cd’s?’ He hadn’t known what to expect. Thinking about it, that was definitely one of his new cd’s on the unit by the docking station, Terry snatched it up and glared at his unrepentant brother. Paul made boxing motions and jived in place a minute.
‘It was kinda obvious you know?’
‘What?’ Terry looked himself over. Not a hint of pink on him anywhere. No make-up, nothing girly about him. He glared at Paul some more. Paul was openly laughing at him, not nastily but that wasn’t going to stop Terry re-arranging his face if he didn’t cut it out soon.
‘Bro, you’re my brother, I’ve seen your room for f’sake!’
‘My room is not gay’ and he was not pouting like a ten year old girl.
‘Must be. You’re gay!’
‘It’s not girly’
‘Terry, you’ve got a giant Beckham poster over your bed’
‘So have you, that make you gay?’
‘Mine’s from ManU he was awesome at ManU, yours is the underwear commercial’
‘Yeah, but!’
‘You got that sissy clock of the guy holding the baby’
‘It’s an art shot’
‘Yeah right. You like JLS’
‘So, you listen to them yourself’
‘I don’t watch the video over and over and stare at their arses’
‘I don’t’
‘You did’
‘I..’
‘Hey, it’s okay bro don’t sweat it.’
‘?’
‘I know, I guessed ages ago and it’s okay with me, you’re still my favourite bro’
‘I’m you’re only brother’
‘Exactly!’
‘Thanks’ his tone wasn’t thankful.
‘It doesn’t change a thing ok? You gonna tell the parents now?’ Terry nodded.
‘Want me to come with?’ Tempting.
‘No, no I got to go it’
‘Hey, they’ll be fine you know that right? Not like they’re going to kick you out or anything, it’ll be fine.’ Hell that thought hadn’t entered his head. Terry had a quick vision of himself on the street with a box of his belongings and shouts ringing in his ears. Maybe the lesbians opposite would take him in.
‘Terry? Earth to Terry? You okay bro?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Wait. Shit, what did Josh say?’
‘Josh? Oh he’s ok, he wont say anything’
‘What did he say?’
‘Nothing, you know, just some shit talking’
‘No I don’t, what he say Paul?’ Paul must have read the tone of mortal dread at last and was eyeing Terry far to knowingly as he answered.
‘He said you were cute’
‘WHAT?’
‘You boys fighting up there?’
‘No mum’
‘No mum’
‘You better not be or I’ll be up there and take the brush to you both’
‘We’re not mum’
‘No mum’
‘He said what?’ You could cut glass with Terry’s voice and Paul was enjoying this way to much.
‘Asked if this meant he could ask you out’
‘He what?’
‘Said you were one hot cookie. I told him to shut up, that’s sick, you’re my little brother.’
‘You.. Josh is gay?’
‘Well yeah, where you been little bro?‘ Paul knocked on Terry’s head then had to rub his hand, the spikes were super awesome sharp.
‘But?’
‘Don’t want to hear about butts. I like the ladies I do.’
‘So Josh?’ He couldn’t ask it.
‘Josh thinks you’re the latest edible treat, now get over yourself. Go out yourself to mum or you’ll never get to have a boy over. Oh wait, does that mean you and Keith? Tell me you and Keith don’t, I got the next room!’
‘No doofus’ Terry laughed at the faces Paul was pulling. ‘Keith’s into Melinda’
‘Melinda?’
‘You know’ hand gestures.
‘Oh’ mirrored gestures ‘Melinda, Melinda. Luck-y boy’
‘Paul?!’
‘Come on Terry! Oh never mind, you’d not get it you poof.’
‘Thanks!’
‘Hey Terry?’
‘Yeah?’
‘It’s ok you know’
‘Ta’
‘No I mean Josh.’
‘Josh?’
‘If you like him. He’s a decent guy’
‘He wouldn’t..’ Paul cut in, that was more than enough caring sharing for a month.
‘He’s a nice guy. Sucks at combat though. I annihilate him every time. I am the master, cower before my awesomeness.’
‘Paul’
‘yeah?’
‘You are pretty awesome’
‘I know’
‘Awesome doofus that is’
A cd hit him as he walked out. It was another of his.