This is for you Dotty!
I picked this up from
dotty_at_homeand being a boylover I had to make some significant changes *coughs he*. I offered to write her a fic as a gift since she is taking such good care of my boy, Paul and she requested a tender moment between Texas and his Kitten. Well, *grins* this is as tender as Texas can get! This is set in Texas and for those who loved him, here is an appearance of Jug.
~Love and kisses...MC
From
dotty_at_home's journal:
In need of some amusement and a little challenge? I'm going to give you a sentence that was in an ummmm, male enhancement potion email that I received this morning. And nope, nobody in this house needs it. *grin*
The challenge is to in no more than 15 minutes, write a little stand alone that uses the given sentence. Best one gets--well, I do a little digital scrapbooking shtuff so i could make a little icon or something. Or I could just get off my lazy/tired butt and write some more boylove smut. Either one works for me. Bonus points if you write it around characters in your current fic(s).
Yeah, I'm bored this morning and trying to get the creative brain working. Ignore me if you want.
So here goes the sentence:
"She got banged real hard and the headboard was broken when we got up in the morning."
Is it wrong how funny I thought that was?
Title: Jug's Job
Fandom: Slave fic, Texas verse
Summary: Jug's unusual job duties...*grins*
Rating: NC-17
Jug was in a word, flabbergasted.
Texas had summoned him to his bedroom in the early dawn light. The man stood in the center of remains of a tornado tossed room. His Kitten stood by him in a loose robe with a light blush to his delicate features.
“Go on,” Texas said quietly, patting the boy’s bottom. The Kitten glared at Texas as he winced. Ah, Jug thought with a grin. “I’ll join you in a few moments.” The boy hissed and then limped away slowly. The man’s lip curled in a rare moment of humor.
“You needed me?” Jug asked.
“Yeah,” Texas plucked up his shirt from the floor. “I need you to order the same make and model of my bed.”
Jug coughed, “Your bed?”
Texas’ mouth peeled back in a leer, “My Kitten got banged real hard and the headboard was broken when we got up in the morning. It needs to be replaced.”
Jug carefully schooled his features; too much interest in the blonde boy would have Texas turning his gun on him. He just did not want to go there.
Texas felt his blood settle in his groin. His Kitten had been glorious. They had returned from an opening of a new club, Decadence. The boy had been in a playful mood.
Tempting skin and demure eyelashes had Texas stripping his Kitten and throwing him down of the bed. The boy had quickly settled on his knees and licked his pouting lips. He began fisting his slender cock and had his master growling deep in throat.
He remembered vaguely, nails raking his back and the tight heat of the boy’s ass. The sounds the bed thumping against the wall had added a back drop to their fucking. His Kitten’s back had arched into a perfect bow as he sprayed seed across the sheets. He had pulled his Kitten’s ass into his groin. He had plunged as deep as he could, sowing his own seed deep.
They had landed in a heap on in the middle of the bed. He held the sweaty slender body against his own as they panted. It had gotten relatively quiet when a crash had startled them both.
He rolled them to floor and grabbed his gun ready for attack. Then he viewed the bed. His head tilted to the side, the headboard was no longer in line with the rest of the bed.
His Kitten’s head had thumped into his shoulder. Looking down, he noted the pleased grin. He then rolled the boy onto his back and proceeded to fuck him long and hard.
Texas noted the pain in his back and knees. He had a naked Kitten waiting for him in the steamy billows of their shower.
He clapped Jug on the shoulder. “So you’ll take care of things?”
“Sure, boss, always do.” Jug said as he watched the man stroll out of the wrecked bedroom. Texas sure had found himself a wild cat this time.
dotty_at_homeand being a boylover I had to make some significant changes *coughs he*. I offered to write her a fic as a gift since she is taking such good care of my boy, Paul and she requested a tender moment between Texas and his Kitten. Well, *grins* this is as tender as Texas can get! This is set in Texas and for those who loved him, here is an appearance of Jug.
~Love and kisses...MC
From
dotty_at_home's journal:
In need of some amusement and a little challenge? I'm going to give you a sentence that was in an ummmm, male enhancement potion email that I received this morning. And nope, nobody in this house needs it. *grin*
The challenge is to in no more than 15 minutes, write a little stand alone that uses the given sentence. Best one gets--well, I do a little digital scrapbooking shtuff so i could make a little icon or something. Or I could just get off my lazy/tired butt and write some more boylove smut. Either one works for me. Bonus points if you write it around characters in your current fic(s).
Yeah, I'm bored this morning and trying to get the creative brain working. Ignore me if you want.
So here goes the sentence:
"She got banged real hard and the headboard was broken when we got up in the morning."
Is it wrong how funny I thought that was?
Title: Jug's Job
Fandom: Slave fic, Texas verse
Summary: Jug's unusual job duties...*grins*
Rating: NC-17
Jug was in a word, flabbergasted.
Texas had summoned him to his bedroom in the early dawn light. The man stood in the center of remains of a tornado tossed room. His Kitten stood by him in a loose robe with a light blush to his delicate features.
“Go on,” Texas said quietly, patting the boy’s bottom. The Kitten glared at Texas as he winced. Ah, Jug thought with a grin. “I’ll join you in a few moments.” The boy hissed and then limped away slowly. The man’s lip curled in a rare moment of humor.
“You needed me?” Jug asked.
“Yeah,” Texas plucked up his shirt from the floor. “I need you to order the same make and model of my bed.”
Jug coughed, “Your bed?”
Texas’ mouth peeled back in a leer, “My Kitten got banged real hard and the headboard was broken when we got up in the morning. It needs to be replaced.”
Jug carefully schooled his features; too much interest in the blonde boy would have Texas turning his gun on him. He just did not want to go there.
Texas felt his blood settle in his groin. His Kitten had been glorious. They had returned from an opening of a new club, Decadence. The boy had been in a playful mood.
Tempting skin and demure eyelashes had Texas stripping his Kitten and throwing him down of the bed. The boy had quickly settled on his knees and licked his pouting lips. He began fisting his slender cock and had his master growling deep in throat.
He remembered vaguely, nails raking his back and the tight heat of the boy’s ass. The sounds the bed thumping against the wall had added a back drop to their fucking. His Kitten’s back had arched into a perfect bow as he sprayed seed across the sheets. He had pulled his Kitten’s ass into his groin. He had plunged as deep as he could, sowing his own seed deep.
They had landed in a heap on in the middle of the bed. He held the sweaty slender body against his own as they panted. It had gotten relatively quiet when a crash had startled them both.
He rolled them to floor and grabbed his gun ready for attack. Then he viewed the bed. His head tilted to the side, the headboard was no longer in line with the rest of the bed.
His Kitten’s head had thumped into his shoulder. Looking down, he noted the pleased grin. He then rolled the boy onto his back and proceeded to fuck him long and hard.
Texas noted the pain in his back and knees. He had a naked Kitten waiting for him in the steamy billows of their shower.
He clapped Jug on the shoulder. “So you’ll take care of things?”
“Sure, boss, always do.” Jug said as he watched the man stroll out of the wrecked bedroom. Texas sure had found himself a wild cat this time.