Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
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Post by Harrison on Mar 30, 2019 14:17:39 GMT 10
A pause. He didn’t push me away. I relaxed under him, stomach soft against his hand. “I’m turn,” I said once we had both settled, “my first time was with a girl, only reason it worked out was because I stared at her Andy Black poster on her ceiling.” It was strange to admit that, at school I got read as a chaotic bisexual who would fuck anyone I chose to, it was completely wrong, but I didn’t care enough to correct the romour. My hand shifted a little so it settled on the middle of his ass, fingers pressing against something a gentleman would avoid.
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Post by Dawnfire on Apr 21, 2019 9:51:00 GMT 10
"You're ga-aah-" He cut off with a shocked gasp at where Eric touched, blushing deeply. "E-Eric... " His heart pounded in excitement as he lifted his head to look at him. His fingers gripped the man's hair tighter, his other hand digging in to the patch of skin on his chest.
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
Pronouns: They/Them
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Post by Harrison on Apr 21, 2019 11:25:31 GMT 10
I hummed in agreement with him, not necessarily looking for something dirty, but simply trying to get those sweet, sweet sounds from him. I rubbed along his entrance, slow with firm pressure. “Jaxon,” I sang softly to him, “it’s your turn love, spill your dirty secrets... or something.” My other hand moved to rest on the small of his back, on top of his bastard clothing. Weirdly, I finally respected his wish and didn’t try to seek for his smooth skin under his shirt, like I was tempted, but I would rather keep him happy right now.
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Post by Dawnfire on Apr 21, 2019 11:31:22 GMT 10
"M-My first time was in the school gym showers..." He whispered breathlessly, biting down on his lip as he flexed against his touch. His nails dug in to his skin deeply as he closed his eyes tighter.
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
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Post by Harrison on Apr 21, 2019 12:00:13 GMT 10
“Well that’s gross, with wh- oh, me. That doesn’t seem right...” I trailed off, pressing my fingers harder against him and did my best to ignore his nails digging into my skin. I kept my mouth shut as I remembered him tied to a bed, his pleads not to touch him. “Alright,” I then murmured, moving on from a topic I didn’t like anymore, “my turn, I’ve over dosed three times, two intentionally, and if you noticed the four big ole scars on my thighs, that was from my last OD, dunno why but I wanted to feel pain... yah know yah can’t feel shit when yah that fucking high.” All the while my fingers ran around his rim, gradually picking up pace before slowing right down to tease him. “Probably shouldn’t of told yah that, yah tell anyone and I will replace my fingers with a cigarette lighter from ma truck.” I smiled at the thought, a sick grin tearing my lips apart into a knife slash full of cruel joy. A moment passed before I said, “your turn.”
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Post by Dawnfire on Apr 21, 2019 12:06:39 GMT 10
Jaxon was starting to tremble from his teasing, his buds just as tense as his body, just as hard as his crotch that he was desperately trying to keep Eric from noticing. His breathing was heavy as he trembled and whispered softly, "I've only ever smoked weed, voluntarily. A guy gave me esctacy once without me knowing... Ah-Eric... Please stop t-teasing me... "
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
Pronouns: They/Them
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Post by Harrison on Apr 21, 2019 15:31:20 GMT 10
“No, yah are enjoying this.” I replied sharply. I could hear the crappy radio playing some old music as my mother bustled around the house, I didn’t care if she heard, she never cared if I did. My lips found their way to press against his hair, breathing in his smell like a drug whilst my hand on his back slid down his side and reached under the front of his waistband to cup him. “My turn, my brother liked to touch me.” I wanted a reaction, I had a urge to make him flinch, make him scared of me. My fingers kept rubbing his entrance through his pants whilst my other hand toyed with his tip. “Your turn baby boy,” I said into his hair.
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Post by Dawnfire on Apr 21, 2019 15:35:01 GMT 10
Jaxon found himself panting worse, saliva starting to form far too quickly in his mouth. He swallowed thickly, the nickname and the touches doing things to his body he didn't realise were so easily triggered. "I-I don't want to play anymore... " He whimpered instead, trying to get up off the man's chest despite his trembling body. He wiped at his lips, his eyes glassy and his lips glossy with his saliva. He wiped at them again and swallowed, pulling out of Eric's hold and scrambling back from him.
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Harrison
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Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
Pronouns: They/Them
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Post by Harrison on Apr 21, 2019 16:09:42 GMT 10
I helped him sit up before retreating few inches to sit near him. “I went to far, didn’t I?” I asked, looking at the wall covered in band posters that were salvaged from second hand shop magazines. My fingers drummed on my knee, boredom and a need to do something slapped my ass. At juvie I would of gone to a sports game playing in the yard that day, or hung out in the entertainment centre— a small amount of books, audio books, and if we were lucky a gaming console. Being out here was worse. Everyone was gone, Ma was a housemate more than a mother despite how much I tried to make her love me, I still enjoyed her presence and loved her regardless but... “Imma go for a shower, you rest up unless yah wanna join me?” It was a genuine offer, and while my brain rested on the thought of him on his knees, I knew too well he couldn’t hold himself up for long.
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Post by Dawnfire on Apr 23, 2019 14:16:29 GMT 10
Jaxon shook his head slightly before the thought of Eric in the shower hit him. Wow... He had a salivating issue. He crawled towards him again and grabbed at his shirt. "I... Want to join... " He bit his lip slightly and lifted his chin to look up at him.
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
Pronouns: They/Them
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Post by Harrison on Apr 23, 2019 15:45:37 GMT 10
“Alright, lemme get some clothes and a towel for yah.” I said before leaving the room, I returned empty handed, having put everything in the bathroom already. I scooped him up with ease and held him to me as I walked. “It’s uh,” I stared at the blank bathroom, a devoid of home with only toothpaste and toothbrushes on the sink, “It ain’t much, lil small.” I don’t know why I felt the need to justify my living arrangements. Not so carefully, I sat him down on the bathroom sink, leaving him to shut the door and strip off my clothes. Shame was something I never developed. So I stood there ass naked, reaching for his shirt to do the same.
-Pm?
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Post by Dawnfire on May 6, 2019 19:38:57 GMT 10
Jaxon stepped on to the school bus the next morning, having left before Eric had even woken up and gone three blocks south, walking alone early in the morning in the South side- something you were taught not to do. He stepped on to the bus, sitting in one of the middle rows with one of Eric's hoodies pulled up over his school uniform to hide himself. He didn't want to be recognised, he knew that if he was he would probably be picked on since he was such a runt. He put his earphones in and played his music, knowing Eric was going to kill him for leaving the house and going to school when he had been told he couldn't.
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
Pronouns: They/Them
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Post by Harrison on May 6, 2019 19:46:13 GMT 10
I woke up feeling like trash and without my toy, I pouted before getting dressed, assuming that he had gone down stairs or something reasonable. Of course, when I went downstairs and her wasn’t there, I may have broken a mug. I snatched my lunch that ma made, heading to school like the goody two shoes boy that I was, 10 miles over the speed limit. I didn’t beat the bus but that didn’t matter. My boots echoed in the crowded hall as I strode through, hickeys on my neck and hair wild suggesting I had a fun night, but murder in my eyes suggested I had killed a guy and his only defense had been seduction. I dropped hard into the throne- a blue plastic chair in the cafeteria- with the new found crew of wanna be cool kids. A girl tried to place her self in hmmm my lap, I dropped her on the floor instead. Worst part? He had my favourite jumper annnd I wanted him on my lap. Why would I even... fuck I’ll kill him.
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Post by Dawnfire on May 6, 2019 19:55:44 GMT 10
Jaxon cuddled himself in to the maroon hoodie had had stolen and unlocked his locker slowly. "He looks like he's coming out of a whore house and into a murder plan." he swallowed as a girl whispered to her friend as they came from the cafeteria. "The King's having a bad day already, huh?" "looks like there's going to have shit goin down you hear?" Jaxon closed his locker quickly and felt his heart pounding in fear. If he had been out of the closet he probably would have used grovelling seduction to get Eric to go easy on him, but he wasn't and he definitely wasn't going to be anytime soon. Instead he went for avoid as long as possible.
Radicke, a mousey haired twink that had only ever looked at Eric with want without approaching him, decided today of all days would be a good time to poke the bear and see what reaction he could get. He stopped in front of Eric, his school uniform practically perfect excluding the low hanging of his slacks. "The whore house up the prices or somethin? Why's the red head so fiery so early in the morning? " he smirked, exposing his sharp canine teeth.
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Harrison
Rogue
Reminiscing the times I would be on here for hours on end twisting stories to hide in.
Posts: 8,749
Relationship Status: A thing?
Role: Lowkey Admin and Highkey hopeless writer
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Post by Harrison on May 6, 2019 20:12:39 GMT 10
I made a knife appear, from where I would leave to one’s imagination, and almost lightening quick had is pressed against the mans sweet little crouch. “Tell me,” I replied flatly, “did I ask yah tah speak? And before yah make a woman of yahself, I want yah on yah knees, now Radicke, times a fucking wasting.” I glared at him, pressing the blade closer as a warning. The guy would probably run, I would probably screw him later with my eyes closed and pretend it was someone else, he would probably tell the school I fucked him and that would be that. But right now, he wasn’t what I goddamn wanted so god help him.
Willa was hiding in the art room, sniffing glue under a table happily with a mate, taking turns of sniffing the bag.
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