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Ah, people. Failing since evolution began.

1. The word of the day is clusterfuckiest. Trufax.

2. I'm a big fan of the part where a summer camp that rented a pool in north PhillY for $1900 were told they weren't welcome, because they changed the complextion of the pool. Keep it classy, racist assholes!

3. If I think too hard about the confirmation hearings, I might stroke out, so...

4. YAY, Leverage premieres tonight!

5. And Matt Damon is going to be on Entourage! So, that means that Matt and Ari are going to be hanging out. And I didn't even have to write it! Yeah, I know, who's the man? All they need now is RDJ... you know since I write it and it happens. Excuse me, I have to go write myself winning ten million dollars. BRB.

6. Ryan Gosling is releasing his album in October. I WANT IT NOW.

6a. Anybody got the new Regina Spektor album (Far) that they wanna share with the class.

7. An Offer: Anybody who wants to come over here and give me a photo prompt that maybe might result in some drabble porn to make the masses happy is more than welcome.

If you just want to picspam the pretty to you know, help the general mood, that's awesome too. In fact, feel free to come and post photos and write your own porn too! But it's gotta be a photo. And SFW. It can be a party!

Mostly I'm just trying to make

romanticalgirl smile, so help a sister do a good deed.

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Are we really having this conversation? Unreal. *snorts* After what's gone done between your lj and L's this week? This is maybe the most innocent thing that's been said 'round this here parts in some time.

*looks down*

*scuffs toe*

I don't know what you mean.

...you know this is super early in the morning though, right? Brad's mad, probably because Nate slept with a girl. They agreed that it was okay but that doesn't mean that Brad has to like it. And Nate... I think Brad kind of has a moment during morning sex and then Nate's outside and Nate's like....!!! They hell just happened. He's halfhard, it's like 6am and he's naked in Brad's backyard. And he's all, BRAD! BRAD! If I get arrested, they're going to call my mom! Do you want to deal with my mom?! So, Brad has a moment and then he throws his sister's guitar out the window. And he's all, here, close enough! And Nate's like, seriously? Are you seriously doing this? You weren't this bad when I was dating Natalie, which is obviously the very wrong thing to say.

I don't know which part of that kills me dead more, the hilarity of it, or the hotness of jealous!Brad. Why the hell does Nate think that it's ever going to be a good idea to talk about that?

Jealous!Brad leads to Nate getting pinned to something and pounded into behind in the roughest sex they've yet had, being reminded very *vividly* exactly who he belongs to and always will. And always has, even if he didn't know it yet.

I think he might get pinned to the pool chair, in this instance. Also, they're going to drown his sister's guitar, and she's going to be pissed. Not that she would have ever touched it again, herself, after Nate become so intimately acquainted with it.

Well obviously. I think Brad's trying to come to terms with it himself and Nate's all but you said it was okay, and Brad's like obviously I LIED! WTF NATE! And then Nate's mad, because in some way he only did it, because he thought Brad was doing it with whores -- Brad's just back from his first trip to South East Asia and -- that leads to a whole new set of issues with Nate fucking Brad on the steps that lead up to the bedrooms, and Brad's scrabbling at the carpeting, pulling out tufts. And some voice in the back of Brad's head is like your mom is going to kick your ass for fucking up her carpeting, but Brad can't really think about that's because Nate's tongue is so far up his ass, his eyes are crossed and he's getting carpet burn on his dick from rubbing against the steps.

Brad's trying to come to terms with it himself and Nate's all but you said it was okay, and Brad's like obviously I LIED! WTF NATE! And then Nate's mad, because in some way he only did it, because he thought Brad was doing it with whores

Oh, boys! They never stop being stupid! Why do I love them so?!

Brad can't really think about that's because Nate's tongue is so far up his ass, his eyes are crossed and he's getting carpet burn on his dick from rubbing against the steps.

Um, CHRIST. And you were all boggling that I asked about Stark's nipples?!

Brad's trying to come to terms with it himself and Nate's all but you said it was okay, and Brad's like obviously I LIED! WTF NATE! And then Nate's mad, because in some way he only did it, because he thought Brad was doing it with whores

She was a pretty girl. Really. From Nate's Classical Greece seminar. Mixed-race. Curly hair. Mouth like a sailor, but she was tremendous in bed. She just wasn't Brad, and it was good, but afterwards Nate got up and got dressed, grabbed his homework and headed on home. He wasn't ashamed, didn't feel like he'd done anything wrong... he just, he wasn't sure it was what he'd wanted in the first place. But he didn't want to *un*evolve. Didn't want Brad moving ahead without him, and it was hard that first year, super hard, because he'd never been without Brad for that long. Yeah, there'd been those two months, but it was nothing like the six months between when Brad went off to Pendleton and Nate had that whole summer in his own, and then school started and Brad was all in training, and he was lonely and this Christina was there... he didn't see Brad for another three months after that, it was his winter break, and then he gets locked out the fucking house for being honest. I mean really.

Um, CHRIST. And you were all boggling that I asked about Stark's nipples?!

Brad's obsessed with Nate's nipples.

It's... not something Nate's ever really experienced before. When they were in Iraq, in theatre, Brad used to drive him crazy talking about his mouth, about all the things he wanted to do to Nate's mouth, that he wanted to do *with* Nate's mouth.

All the ways he wanted Nate's lips around his cock, Nate's tongue up his ass, the way he wanted Nate to eat his ass until Brad could come without being touched at all. And it was infuriating and frustrating, and so insanely hot that Nate would have to walk away just to clear his head. The stupidity was bad, but the frustration nearly killed him. And then they got stateside, and there were showers and other things, and Nate didn't really think anything of it. Officers didn't go shirtless. It wasn't... it was frowned upon.

And then Nate decided to leave the Corps and Brad... he took it well all things considered. He was practical about it. Nate would be gone, but now they could finally -- finally fuck.

But now, now Nate's straddling Brad's lap, naked, and Brad's just keeps flicking his tongue over Nate's right nipple, getting it hard, worrying it with his teeth until Nate can't stop squirming and yanking at Brad's hair and then he laves the pain away with his tongue. Sucks wetly, hard, until Nate's sure he's going to bruise. Until Nate's nipples feel swollen and raw, and then he goes to the other nipple and does it all over again.

And Nate... Nate's hard and leaking, and Brad's murmuring against Nate's chest, talking about how pink Nate's nipples are, about how sore Nate probably is. Or maybe that's Nate saying that, he feels raw.

And then Brad's dumping him on his back, looming over him, cock leaving wet streaks on the inside of Nate's thigh. He leans in, kisses Nate roughly, and when Nate moans, Brad presses his chest against Nate's, and Nate's nipples ache all over again.

Nate thrusts up, moaning when Brad pulls his mouth away, licks his way down Nate's chest, swirling his tongue around each sore little nub before taking Nate's cock in his mouth. And it's perfect and hot and filthy just the way Nate hoped all those months they've waited.

Nate's hands scratch at Brad's scalp, he sets his feet on the mattress, fucks into Brad's mouth. Sucks on Brad's fingers when they ghost over his lips, and then Brad's fingers are on his nipples again, twisting them like TV dials, when they aren't anything alike, but it doesn't matter, because Brad's tongue is laving the slit of Nate's cock and his fingers are all over Nate's nipples and Brad has very much tuned Nate into the Brad Colbert Channel.

When Nate comes, he feels the heat spiraling everywhere, the gorgeous ache spreading through his chest. Brad lifts his head, strands of spit and spunk stretching between Nate's cock and his mouth.

He licks his lips, thumbs Nate's nipples again and Nate grunts. "You do know these aren't tits, right?" Nate gasps.

Brad smirks. "You complaining?"

Nate laughs, head back. "No, not even."

He wasn't ashamed, didn't feel like he'd done anything wrong... he just, he wasn't sure it was what he'd wanted in the first place. But he didn't want to *un*evolve. Didn't want Brad moving ahead without him

::sniffs:: That is the saddest thing I've read all day. It's like - he's trying to anticipate what Brad wants, how Brad will change, and in trying to mold himself the same way he mucks it all up. Oh, BOYS.

Officers didn't go shirtless. It wasn't... it was frowned upon.

Your Nate!voice is BRILLIANCE. Just...yes.

Brad's tongue is laving the slit of Nate's cock and his fingers are all over Nate's nipples and Brad has very much tuned Nate into the Brad Colbert Channel.

::stares::

Right. Yes. Ahem. Coherent thought, I can do that.

OMGSOMUCHLOVEFLAILS!

Ya know, I think I need HQ images from this movie because obviously what's required here are icons of wee!Stark's nipples. I'm just saying.

::sniffs:: That is the saddest thing I've read all day. It's like - he's trying to anticipate what Brad wants, how Brad will change, and in trying to mold himself the same way he mucks it all up. Oh, BOYS.

Yeah, that was a bit of a rough patch. Because then Brad kind of felt compelled to do the whore thing. I mean he wanted to, it was libo, he was insanely horny. It wasn't like he could call Nate and get phone sex -- actually, he tried to call Nate, but dialing from Australia to New Hampshire during the college year is rough and then he got Nate's roommate instead of Nate. People get frustrated and act stupid. Nate did it. Brad did it too. But they worked through it. Mostly because they both came home two days early without telling their parents, holed up at the Marriott where they went after prom and fucked for two days straight. It helped. A lot.

Officers didn't go shirtless. It wasn't... it was frowned upon.

Your Nate!voice is BRILLIANCE. Just...yes.

That was your idea baby, I just threw it in there. I am adaptable like that ;-)

they both came home two days early without telling their parents, holed up at the Marriott where they went after prom and fucked for two days straight. It helped. A lot.

As today has shown us, porn helps make the world go 'round. And be a happier place.

That was your idea baby, I just threw it in there. I am adaptable like that ;-)

'Tis impressive! You take the idea and infuse it with, like, societal norms and Nate wanting to Do the Proper Thing and all in how he phrases it in his head and I just - ::hearts::

Even worse was the night that Nate got really drunk and called Natalie and, you know, Ray enlisted too, so she was alone and he was alone and it was really, really tempting, because she *got* it and understood. It would have been so easy though, and that's what stopped him, because he didn't want easy, he didn't want it to fall into place. He wanted to have to work for it, have to want it really badly to make it all come together.

He never quite told Brad about that time, and he thinks it's probably the only secret he really has from Brad. Though, knowing his luck, Natalie told Ray and Brad knows and he's just *waiting* for Nate to confess.

(DO NOT SUPPLY WITH ME WITH EMO POSSIBILITIES. HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING?)

Brad likes it when Nate's on his back on the bed and Brad's scratching and pinching at one nipple with his hand and his tongue is flicking over the other and Nate's arched up off the bed and making those gasping, desperate noises, his cock leaking against Brad's forearm and when Brad's teeth scrape the one nipple, it's a close thing that Nate doesn't come just from that.

Natalie wouldn't have done it. It wouldn't be worth it for either one of them. Ray would've been crushed, Brad would've been murderous and Nate... Natalie does not need anymore emo!Nate in her life. She loves him, just not enough to sleep with him. Plus, she's not afraid of Brad, but she's seen how Brad is around Nate. They're not rational about each other and irrational men are always something to be avoided.

WRT to Nate's nipples, I think Brad has this dream about Nate tied up and ice cubes and when he gets home from his second tour on one of the carriers, it's all he can think about. He's home like three minutes before he's at Nate's house and Mrs. Fick wants to talk to him and Brad's like, "I promise I will come back later and we will talk all you want and I will answer everything, but I'm taking your son right now to defile and you don't really want to stop me. Promise. And back to the Marriott it is... and while Nate's disrobing, Brad's at the ice machine. He comes back in the room, Nate's hard as marble just with the anticipation, and Brad drops most of the ice on the floor, because he's been waiting, and he's only patient, because he has to be, I think that's something people don't quite get. If he has to be patient, he's like a monk, but Nate, naked and waiting? Instant gratifcation o-rama. By the time Brad's satisfied and Nate's fucked out, most of the ice is melted, but there are a few cubes in the bottom of the bucket and Brad brings it over, sets it by Nate's shoulder, straddles him and started rubbing Nate's nipples with one dripping cube after another. And it's cruel and perfect. The water melting all over Nate's chest, the way he writhes underneath Bead, completely overstimulated but unable to stop begging....

"Fu...Br...Je..." Nate's not capable of full words, much less complete sentences. His body is tight as a steel cord and his cock is impossibly hard again and he's right on the edge where pleasure becomes pain. His whole body is beaded with goose bumps and shimmering with the sweat of restraint where the water hasn't melted on his skin. His head is thrown back and his throat feels thick with the words he can't quite get out cutting off his air.

Brad's ass is against Nate's cock and Nate's hips keep rolling upward, stroking against the hard flesh, rubbing against the crease of Brad's ass. They're both covered in lube and come and it's pretty clear that they're goign to have to find a new hotel once the Marriott sees the mess they've made, but Nate doesn't give a fuck about that or anything else right now, not now that Brad's just got a sliver of ice left and it hurts, the cold like a dagger into Nate's chest.

"F...fu..." He bucks his hips harder and Brad catches himself, unwilling to be deterred from the task at hand. Nate keeps trying for control, but he can't do anything but raise his head and then slam it back onto the pillow. His fingers rake long red streaks down Brad's thighs and Nate moans at the sight of the marks on Brad's skin.

"Keep it up and I'm going to have to restrain you." Brad's voice is level, but it's not quite right, fragile with want and that strange awe he gets when he stares down at Nate, when he watches Nate respond to him. "Have some zip ties in my bag."

Nate jerks hard, cock slapping at Brad's ass. "Pl..."

Brad leans forward, his cool, wet hands brushing Nate's upper arms before he sets them on the bed and shifts his weight, his ass lifting as he bows his head and takes one of Nate's nipples in his mouth, soothing the frozen cold with the heat of his mouth. Nate's body spasms from the extreme and he slams his head back again, the loud thump of it against the wooden headboard doing nothing to stop Brad's mouth.

"Ohgodohgodohgod," Nate can't count them as words, because he doesn't actually form them. They spring to his lips and fall out into the air conditioned room completely of their own free will. His cock is brushing against Brad's balls and he wants to just thrust up and penetrate the swollen flesh of Brad's ass, wants to fuck him through the intense play of sensation sparking like needle pricks through his skin. His head slams back again and he hears the headboard, the whole bed feeling like it's moving with him. The next time though, one of Brad's hands is there, cradling him, his damp fingers in Nate's hair.

Brad murmurs against Nate's chest, not stopping the licking and sucking and biting and Nate's over the edge, free-falling, heels and shoulders the only things on the bed despite Brad's weight on top of him. He feels the sweat and heat of Brad's balls against the tip of his cock as he comes and groans as Brad shifts back and catches his spunk between them, writhing on top of him like a lap dance in some coming-of-age movie. Nate almost laughs, but it comes out a sob and Brad finally stops mouthing at his nipples - sore and swollen and red and fuck, Nate's not going to be able to go shirtless anywhere - and rests his head on Nate's shoulder.

"'s so fucking funny?" Brad's words are slurred, his mouth bitten and swollen and well-fucked.

Nate shakes his head, not to deny him an answer, but because he can't remember how to form words. After a moment, he exhales and shakes his head again. "You're a hooker with a heart of gold."

"Is that what I am?"

"Mmm." Nate opens his eyes, not actually aware that they'd fallen shut, and looks at Brad as he moves. "Where're you going?"

Brad kneels beside Nate and leans in, his tongue slipping past his lips and sliding along Nate's abdomen, licking up come and fuck knows what else. "If 'm a hooker, you'd better get your money's worth."

Sleep. I am supposed to sleeping, not thinking about the kinky sex creative people like Brad and Nate could be having.

But...but...Yeah, me too. Heee.

The next time though, one of Brad's hands is there, cradling him, his damp fingers in Nate's hair.

See, it's these little details that kill me ded.

Nate almost laughs, but it comes out a sob and Brad finally stops mouthing at his nipples - sore and swollen and red and fuck, Nate's not going to be able to go shirtless anywhere - and rests his head on Nate's shoulder.

Christ on a cross, woman! That was - I don't even know what that was. I think I'm still in shock.

The worst thing is that Nate's not sure he can wear a *shirt* over his nipples either. Brad's going to get some serious payback as soon as Nate's body remembers how to do things like move and breathe and think and stuff. Okay, maybe not that soon, but *soon*.

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Yurrrrrr.

no, really, I just. i died.

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That's exactly what I thought about Natalie. There's no way she gets embroiled in that mess.

I promise I will come back later and we will talk all you want and I will answer everything, but I'm taking your son right now to defile and you don't really want to stop me. Promise.

AHAHAHA! I wanna see mama!Fick deal gracefully with THAT one!

And just - ::flails:: This is retribution for talking about nipples, isn't it? ISN'T IT? I see what you're doing.

And just - ::flails:: This is retribution for talking about nipples, isn't it? ISN'T IT? I see what you're doing.

At least I understand Brad's fascination in Get Some now. Sometimes they tell me stuff and I'm like 'o, rilly? uh, okay...if you're sure' but now it ALL makes sense.

What else you got for me?

*falls over*

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