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Post by nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson on Feb 14, 2012 20:39:55 GMT -5
"Whenever you want to come over, come over. And we can do this sober." He said, then met his kiss. He whimpered, wanting so bad to sleep with him. Even if he was drunk, and a bit high. He knew all he wanted right now was this boy, and he wanted him bad. He moved closer, kissing him deeply. He raised a hand to the side of his neck, rocking his hips slowly. 'I can't do this.. If he's never done this, I can't do it while he drunk..' He thought, but rocked his hips nonetheless.
"Fuck." He groaned, and stopped rocking his hips. His jeans were getting entirely too tight for comfort.
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jayson thomas christopher
Angel
This ain't a whisky drowned ballad, there ain't nothin' here that's valid.[RS:2=Nevada]
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Post by jayson thomas christopher on Feb 14, 2012 20:45:16 GMT -5
Jayson kissed him, holding him close, moaned faintly as Nevada rocked his hips. When he stopped, Jayson found himself panting in restraint, sucked on Nevada's throat gently until he was sure he had made a mark.
He nipped at the skin some, arching a bit, hands gripping gently at Nevada's side as he held him close.
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Post by nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson on Feb 14, 2012 20:53:28 GMT -5
Vegas groaned, pushing up against him again. "Okay, my pants do not fit anymore. I think it's time for pajamas." He said, pulling Jayson up. But being drunk himself, he fell to the other end. He stood back up, taking his hand and leading him into the bed room before rummaging through his drawers.
He tossed Jayson a pair of pants, then bit his lip, carefully unzipping his own. 'Think of something else.. Like girls or something.' He thought, realizing it would be horribly painful to get skinny jeans off with a boner.
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jayson thomas christopher
Angel
This ain't a whisky drowned ballad, there ain't nothin' here that's valid.[RS:2=Nevada]
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Post by jayson thomas christopher on Feb 14, 2012 21:05:43 GMT -5
Jayson laughed as Nevada fell, staggering after him to the bedroom. He took the pants, carefully unzipping his own jeans with a grimmace, mentally thanking to lords he had worn a pair that required a belt today as he undid it with fumbling fingers, tugged them off slowly and drew the loose pants over his boxers, collapsing on the bed with a huff.
He glanced toward Vegas, watching him with a smirk.
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Post by nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson on Feb 14, 2012 21:17:10 GMT -5
He tugged off his pants with a groan, cursing under his breath. He pulled on his pajama pants, then climbed into the bed with Jayson, kissing him deeply before pulling the boy on top of him.
"You like watching me get dressed?" He asked with a smirk, rubbing his back gently. He reached up, running a hand through his hair before kissing him slowly.
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jayson thomas christopher
Angel
This ain't a whisky drowned ballad, there ain't nothin' here that's valid.[RS:2=Nevada]
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Post by jayson thomas christopher on Feb 15, 2012 0:05:02 GMT -5
"Maybe," Jayson teased with a grin, gazing down at him. He straddled him a bit, arms bracing some of his weight before he eased down so they were chest to chest once more, lips searching out Nevada's own. He laughed softly.
"Mm, I'm fuckin' buzzed," He huffed with another amused smile, kissing up Nevada's jaw to his lips again. At this point he was past that, considering the drugs he had taken as well.
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Post by nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson on Feb 15, 2012 0:33:10 GMT -5
Nevada ran his hands up and down his back, meeting each of his kisses eagerly.
"I am too, surprisingly." He said, running his hands up and down the backs of Jayson's legs. He bent his a knee behind him, shifting his weight a bit. "But it beats the hell out of doing stock. Especially when you got a cute boy to keep you entertained." He smirked, kissing his neck softly.
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jayson thomas christopher
Angel
This ain't a whisky drowned ballad, there ain't nothin' here that's valid.[RS:2=Nevada]
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Post by jayson thomas christopher on Feb 15, 2012 0:43:54 GMT -5
Jayson laughed. "Hmhm.." He licked Nevada's cheek playfully, kissing him again. "Silly Vegas," He murmured under his breath, curling up against his chest. At their age, not to mention the way they acted, it may have seemed a little odd, a guy like him curling up against his so called boyfriend.
He drew in a slow breath, staring at the wall before he finally unfurled a bit again and kissed Nevada's shoulder.
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Post by nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson on Feb 15, 2012 0:55:16 GMT -5
"You have GOT to stop doing that." He moaned, closing his eyes as he rubbed his side gently. He rolled Jayson onto his back, looking down at him for a moment.
"Son of a FUCK, Jayson. If you get any hotter, you're gonna kill me. Shit.." He groaned, kissing up his neck, then his jaw, his head starting to spin. He was starting to know all too well what his candies were. And they weren't candy. He laid down beside Jayson, pulling him close for a lazy kiss. He smiled, running a hand through the boy's hair.
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jayson thomas christopher
Angel
This ain't a whisky drowned ballad, there ain't nothin' here that's valid.[RS:2=Nevada]
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Post by jayson thomas christopher on Feb 15, 2012 1:04:18 GMT -5
Jayson only licked along his jaw at Nevada's words as he rolled him onto his back, and he smiled up at him tauntingly. "Maybe I don't wanna," He replied gruffly, licking his lips before kissing Nevada and running his tongue over Nevada's teeth.
He pulled him even closer, wrapped his legs around him.
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