Lunch is served
Title : Lunch is Served cookie and pookie
Wordcount : 1279
Container - Lunchbox
Comment : There really should be more lunchbox jokes, maybe Frank will get his own story soon just to serve that purpose......lol
Eye-candy :
Frank
Lucas sat on the edge of his bed and considered his recent present. He liked to think the metal lunchbox was retro chic rather than school child fashion. The cookies inside sounded divine; Chocolate chip with Coconut flakes, of course he’d fallen prey to the nice old lady on the corner before so knew he ran the risk of Chilli seeds or Gherkin chunks or whatever other unthinkable inspiration she’d been struck by.
The case itself was interesting, old yet rust free metal with an aged print on each side. One side would suit any child, bright colours and a large hoary goat busy munching grass. The other print was for a more discriminating viewer. Probably aimed at teenage girls, monochrome adding class to the shaded image. A fit male emerging from the shadows. Bare torso a delight of smooth skin, Lucas ran a longing finger over the washboard stomach and admired the pectorals with peaked biteable nipples. A tattoo marked one strong perfect shoulder, hands posed at trouser fastenings with teasing intent. It was the mouth Lucas found himself regarding the most though. That self satisfied smirk that spoke of dark adventures.
Resolutely turning the case around Lucas snapped the catch and took a cookie. Melt in your mouth chocolate was a weakness of his and always had been. The cookie looked ideal, crumbly biscuit with generous chips of milk and dark chocolate and the faint glisten of the coconut. They smelt lush, fresh baked sugar with a hint of ginger spice. Heaven. Lucas let his eyes dropped closed finishing the biscuit in quick bites. Heavenly.
He put the light on as the last crumb fell to his lap, looking closer at the metal lunchbox. Lucas gave the cookies a worried look before pulling the case closer and looking again at the goat. He’d swear the goat had been nearer the front, a bold goaty image. Now it was towards the side he prodded it twice but the painted colours didn‘t move.
There was a branch of tree and the hint of bark along the left edge and under it reclined a cute pixie shape. Too far away to analyse Lucas got the impression of bright green eyes in a pointed face and a slim petite body. Somehow this distant figure had more appeal than the hot stud from the other side of the case. Lucas figured he was overtired or there really had been something undisclosed in the cookies.
Putting his gift away from him Lucas determinedly walked away to shower and change for bed, forbidding his thoughts to wonder strange avenues.
Later wrapped in soft clinging sheets with night muting the room, he still glimpsed that image. The grin following beyond his closed lids. He thought briefly of getting the character tattooed but had no real wish to strip for an artists needle.
Midnight ticked in with a thump and Lucas squirmed to rub his sore midriff and face his assailant. Startling when his shocked eyes fell on a familiar pixie face with pointed chin a huge grin, big sea green eyes and an adorable dusting of freckles over a button nose.
Not used to having his room invaded at night and only in rare dreams by cute scantily clad young men, Lucas opened his mouth to holler, only to have a slim finger stop his shout and that wide mouth fall to kiss him silent. Lucas was too shocked to do anything but comply and half asleep he decided to enjoy the hallucination. Tasty the mouth tasted of cookies, sweet chocolate and spicy ginger with a hint of coconut.
‘You. Are. So. Adorable’ the strange invader peppered kisses all over his face. Raining them down in pecking smacks lingering to lick at his lips and allow an agile tongue to delve in.
‘I’m so glad you picked me over Frank’ kiss, kiss ‘He always gets the attention’ lick, slurp ‘People don’t see me’ ‘kiss, wriggle and squeeze ‘and I knew when I saw you, you’d be perfect for me’ this was purred as small busy hands slipped under his pyjama top exploring his skin with impudence.
‘Who are you?’
‘Me?’ kiss, squeeze, tickle. Lucas wriggled under the onslaught and got a delighted giggle as his visitor used the movement to kick away the sheets between them and get even closer to him, rubbing their bodies together to gain as much contact as humanly possible. ‘I’m Pooky, you’re Lucas, and you are totally yummy’
‘Are you always so…’
‘Oh yes, often worse’
‘Okay’
‘Can we get naked now or is it to soon?
Lucas lay back and blinked stupidly, hands found and pinched his nipples wondered down his chest to his stomach and circled his waist to squeeze him.
‘You’re like a big teddy bear. My personal snuggle honey, I love it. We should be naked, clothes get in the way’ The ever writhing body shifted so erections met and lined up, rubbing against each other. A pouting face regarded him from inches away lips rosy from fevered kisses.
With monumental restraint Lucas pushed the body of his and sat at the edge of the bed trying to clear his brain. ‘I’m hallucinating’
‘I don’t think so. Why do you see purple elephants of a herd of stripy goats?’
‘Goats? Yeah there was a goat on the case and you, but you’re real now and a, what are you?’
‘Pooka-class Djinn, got trapped in the there with Frank’ head jerk to the lunchbox ‘mr muscles there, I’ve been trying to escape for ages. Forced to sit through Frank playing with his lunchbox and smirking all the time and believe you me he’s not hiding anything special in there. Then I saw you and thought whoop here’s one to grab with both hands and hold onto. So I did’ Hands slunk around him and Lucas found himself caught in a tight embrace Pooky giving a predatory smile then when not shaken off managing to get under his arm to tumble into his lap. They both fell back onto the bed which was more than likely the aim.
‘We could be making whoopy right now if you’d just get naked’ Pooky slid out of what passed as his clothing pressing nakedly against Lucas at every turn.
‘But why would?’
‘Because your hot, and I’m hot to trot’
‘I mean I’m?’
‘Would you really rather Frank? He’s boring, you’re all cuddly and lush and should be mine.’
‘I should be naked and yours? You some kind of pervert with a yen for fat boys?’
‘Pervert? Weren’t you listening? I’m Djinn’ he looked impossibly cute when he pouted despite the conniving glint to his eyes ‘Naked? Yes, now please. Mine? I’ve every plan on keep you’ Pooky mumbled something about naked and under him that sounded nice if a little scary to Lucas. ‘Fat?!’ The Pooka-Djinn rose up on his bony elbows to glare down at Lucas, ‘You’re not fat. You’re my snuggly-cuddly-love-bear and don’t you forget it.’ He moved again and Lucas gave up a groan at the intimate contact.
‘I see I’m going to have to prove everything to you’ This for some reason made him sound ecstatic, and Lucas figured out why when the menace wriggled lower snapping the elastic of his pants and diving in to lick slurp and ohh suck his erection into a hot wet mouth not letting up until Lucas lost himself completely, opening his eyes to see a satisfied Pooky licking his lips and eyeing him speculatively.
‘Naked time now?’
Lucas nodded.
‘Good. Frank can chase the goat, you and me are going to be busy having lots and lots of fun’
Wordcount : 1279
Container - Lunchbox
Comment : There really should be more lunchbox jokes, maybe Frank will get his own story soon just to serve that purpose......lol
Eye-candy :
Frank
Lucas sat on the edge of his bed and considered his recent present. He liked to think the metal lunchbox was retro chic rather than school child fashion. The cookies inside sounded divine; Chocolate chip with Coconut flakes, of course he’d fallen prey to the nice old lady on the corner before so knew he ran the risk of Chilli seeds or Gherkin chunks or whatever other unthinkable inspiration she’d been struck by.
The case itself was interesting, old yet rust free metal with an aged print on each side. One side would suit any child, bright colours and a large hoary goat busy munching grass. The other print was for a more discriminating viewer. Probably aimed at teenage girls, monochrome adding class to the shaded image. A fit male emerging from the shadows. Bare torso a delight of smooth skin, Lucas ran a longing finger over the washboard stomach and admired the pectorals with peaked biteable nipples. A tattoo marked one strong perfect shoulder, hands posed at trouser fastenings with teasing intent. It was the mouth Lucas found himself regarding the most though. That self satisfied smirk that spoke of dark adventures.
Resolutely turning the case around Lucas snapped the catch and took a cookie. Melt in your mouth chocolate was a weakness of his and always had been. The cookie looked ideal, crumbly biscuit with generous chips of milk and dark chocolate and the faint glisten of the coconut. They smelt lush, fresh baked sugar with a hint of ginger spice. Heaven. Lucas let his eyes dropped closed finishing the biscuit in quick bites. Heavenly.
He put the light on as the last crumb fell to his lap, looking closer at the metal lunchbox. Lucas gave the cookies a worried look before pulling the case closer and looking again at the goat. He’d swear the goat had been nearer the front, a bold goaty image. Now it was towards the side he prodded it twice but the painted colours didn‘t move.
There was a branch of tree and the hint of bark along the left edge and under it reclined a cute pixie shape. Too far away to analyse Lucas got the impression of bright green eyes in a pointed face and a slim petite body. Somehow this distant figure had more appeal than the hot stud from the other side of the case. Lucas figured he was overtired or there really had been something undisclosed in the cookies.
Putting his gift away from him Lucas determinedly walked away to shower and change for bed, forbidding his thoughts to wonder strange avenues.
Later wrapped in soft clinging sheets with night muting the room, he still glimpsed that image. The grin following beyond his closed lids. He thought briefly of getting the character tattooed but had no real wish to strip for an artists needle.
Midnight ticked in with a thump and Lucas squirmed to rub his sore midriff and face his assailant. Startling when his shocked eyes fell on a familiar pixie face with pointed chin a huge grin, big sea green eyes and an adorable dusting of freckles over a button nose.
Not used to having his room invaded at night and only in rare dreams by cute scantily clad young men, Lucas opened his mouth to holler, only to have a slim finger stop his shout and that wide mouth fall to kiss him silent. Lucas was too shocked to do anything but comply and half asleep he decided to enjoy the hallucination. Tasty the mouth tasted of cookies, sweet chocolate and spicy ginger with a hint of coconut.
‘You. Are. So. Adorable’ the strange invader peppered kisses all over his face. Raining them down in pecking smacks lingering to lick at his lips and allow an agile tongue to delve in.
‘I’m so glad you picked me over Frank’ kiss, kiss ‘He always gets the attention’ lick, slurp ‘People don’t see me’ ‘kiss, wriggle and squeeze ‘and I knew when I saw you, you’d be perfect for me’ this was purred as small busy hands slipped under his pyjama top exploring his skin with impudence.
‘Who are you?’
‘Me?’ kiss, squeeze, tickle. Lucas wriggled under the onslaught and got a delighted giggle as his visitor used the movement to kick away the sheets between them and get even closer to him, rubbing their bodies together to gain as much contact as humanly possible. ‘I’m Pooky, you’re Lucas, and you are totally yummy’
‘Are you always so…’
‘Oh yes, often worse’
‘Okay’
‘Can we get naked now or is it to soon?
Lucas lay back and blinked stupidly, hands found and pinched his nipples wondered down his chest to his stomach and circled his waist to squeeze him.
‘You’re like a big teddy bear. My personal snuggle honey, I love it. We should be naked, clothes get in the way’ The ever writhing body shifted so erections met and lined up, rubbing against each other. A pouting face regarded him from inches away lips rosy from fevered kisses.
With monumental restraint Lucas pushed the body of his and sat at the edge of the bed trying to clear his brain. ‘I’m hallucinating’
‘I don’t think so. Why do you see purple elephants of a herd of stripy goats?’
‘Goats? Yeah there was a goat on the case and you, but you’re real now and a, what are you?’
‘Pooka-class Djinn, got trapped in the there with Frank’ head jerk to the lunchbox ‘mr muscles there, I’ve been trying to escape for ages. Forced to sit through Frank playing with his lunchbox and smirking all the time and believe you me he’s not hiding anything special in there. Then I saw you and thought whoop here’s one to grab with both hands and hold onto. So I did’ Hands slunk around him and Lucas found himself caught in a tight embrace Pooky giving a predatory smile then when not shaken off managing to get under his arm to tumble into his lap. They both fell back onto the bed which was more than likely the aim.
‘We could be making whoopy right now if you’d just get naked’ Pooky slid out of what passed as his clothing pressing nakedly against Lucas at every turn.
‘But why would?’
‘Because your hot, and I’m hot to trot’
‘I mean I’m?’
‘Would you really rather Frank? He’s boring, you’re all cuddly and lush and should be mine.’
‘I should be naked and yours? You some kind of pervert with a yen for fat boys?’
‘Pervert? Weren’t you listening? I’m Djinn’ he looked impossibly cute when he pouted despite the conniving glint to his eyes ‘Naked? Yes, now please. Mine? I’ve every plan on keep you’ Pooky mumbled something about naked and under him that sounded nice if a little scary to Lucas. ‘Fat?!’ The Pooka-Djinn rose up on his bony elbows to glare down at Lucas, ‘You’re not fat. You’re my snuggly-cuddly-love-bear and don’t you forget it.’ He moved again and Lucas gave up a groan at the intimate contact.
‘I see I’m going to have to prove everything to you’ This for some reason made him sound ecstatic, and Lucas figured out why when the menace wriggled lower snapping the elastic of his pants and diving in to lick slurp and ohh suck his erection into a hot wet mouth not letting up until Lucas lost himself completely, opening his eyes to see a satisfied Pooky licking his lips and eyeing him speculatively.
‘Naked time now?’
Lucas nodded.
‘Good. Frank can chase the goat, you and me are going to be busy having lots and lots of fun’