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Yet another drabble-matic

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Sore Love

Sawyer finished packing. Ever since Jack, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Sawyer had been sensual.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing loved him, all was lonely. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on the ground to become a tired bottle.

Just then, there was a sad knock at the door. Sawyer opened it and stood there exaggeratedly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his hand.

When Sawyer came to, Jack was holding his cock and looking bright. "My love," Jack said softly, "I'm sorry for the wonderful shock. I've been shipwrecked on a horny island for the last ten years, living as dead as a doornail. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my mouth in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Sawyer could hardly believe his Jack had returned. "I will always love you, mouth or no mouth. Besides, you can cover it up with a belt."

They embraced carefully and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was sympathetic.

---

I'm Dreaming Of An Evil Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Sawyer sat jealously on a rock, sipping hidden eggnog.

He looked at the famous tent hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Jack had hung it there, just before they looked at each other recklessly and then fell into each other's arms and loved each other's cheek.

If only I hadn't been so fiery, Sawyer thought, pouring a depressed amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Jack might not have got so flowery and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a cream-colored tear [from all the egg-nog!] and held his chin in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a sinful voice lifted giddly up in song.


I'm dreaming of an evil Christmas

Just as pleased as punch



Sawyer ran to the door. It was Jack, looking expensive all over with snow.

"I missed you sleepily," Jack said. "And I wanted to save your cheek again."

Sawyer hugged Jack and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Jack said.

"I think so too," Sawyer said and they loved each other's cheek until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted walrus dick and lived gladly until Sawyer got drunk again.


---

The Battle For The Glass

Under the bed, Sawyer hugged his glass. He had been busy with the glass for hours and now wanted nothing more than a plaid cuddle or a lovely massage from his lover Jack.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his embarrassed Jack appeared at the door, grinning gingerly.

"Put down the glass," Jack said sternly. "Unless you want me to smile that glass on your cock."

Sawyer put down the glass. He was groaning. He had never seen Jack so big before and it made him permissive.

Jack picked up the glass, then withdrew a song from his nose. "Don't be so groaning," Jack said with a big grimace. "A tiger bit my mouth this morning, and everything became unfaithful. Now with this glass and this song I can sternly rule the world!"

Sawyer clutched his patient mouth musically. This was his lover, his embarrassed Jack, now staring at him with a big nose.

"Fight it!" Sawyer shouted. "The tiger just wants the glass for his own embarrassed devices! He doesn't love you, not the plaid way I do!"

Sawyer could see Jack trembling musically. Sawyer reached out his cock and touched Jack's nose sternly. He was embarrassed, so embarrassed, but he knew only his patient love for Jack would break the tiger's spell.

Sure enough, Jack dropped the glass with a thunk. "Oh, Sawyer," he squealed. "I'm so plaid, can you ever forgive me?"

But Sawyer had already moved under the bed. As mad as a wet hen, he pressed his cock into Jack's nose. And as they fell together in an unfaithful fit of love, the glass lay on the floor, permissive and forgotten.

Best line: He was groaning. He had never seen Jack so big before and it made him permissive. ;-D

Drabble me!

Comments

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kataren
May. 31st, 2005 07:14 am (UTC)
*blinks blinks*
You...you..you...you....
YOU!!
frooshoo
May. 31st, 2005 01:00 pm (UTC)
I've been trying to catch up on these posts..these drabbles have me hooked!
(Anonymous)
May. 31st, 2005 01:05 pm (UTC)
... Wow.

--Laur
kho
May. 31st, 2005 04:30 pm (UTC)
Oh my good Lord in heaven. I swear to God, I'm CRYING.

he was going on the ground to become a tired bottle.
I don't know why I find this so funny, but i do. Oh, my poor Sawyer. Such a tired little bottle.

When Sawyer came to, Jack was holding his cock and looking bright.
And what with the morning wood and all...

"I will always love you, mouth or no mouth. Besides, you can cover it up with a belt."
Because don't we all wear belts around our heads?


On Christmas Day, they ate roasted walrus dick and lived gladly until Sawyer got drunk again.
A delicacy I'm sure. Jesus, I was so not expecting that. The story was cute, and funny, but that line? Total coke-spewage.


"Put down the glass," Jack said sternly. "Unless you want me to smile that glass on your cock."
Oh. Ballsy!Jack makes an appearance!

Sawyer reached out his cock and touched Jack's nose sternly.
Just a wee bit lower, love.


Crap, now you're forcing me to do more.
foxxcub
May. 31st, 2005 08:49 pm (UTC)
Wait. I'm still confused. *is having an off day, forgive teh foxxcub*

Are you just making these up out the bad fic lines or...?
halfdutch
May. 31st, 2005 08:55 pm (UTC)
The bad fic post was from actual fic I found around the Web. I couldn't make up stuff like that! Scared into an orgasm? LOL. Then kho was inspired to riff on those bad fic lines in her post. ;-D

These drabbles are from the drabble-matic - kind of like Madlibs! You plug in some words and it does the rest.

Here's the link:

http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
foxxcub
May. 31st, 2005 09:11 pm (UTC)
*light bulb goes on*

Ooooohh....I get it! *is slow*
halfdutch
May. 31st, 2005 09:19 pm (UTC)
This might be the best one yet!

The Battle For The Lover

On top of the car, Kate sucked her lover. She had been busy with the lover for hours and now wanted nothing more than a hot cuddle or a sure massage from her lover Sawyer.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her late Sawyer appeared at the door, grinning mournfully.

"Put down the lover," Sawyer said seductively. "Unless you want me to love that lover on your eye."

Kate put down the lover. She was rich. She had never seen Sawyer so successful before and it made her muscular.

Sawyer picked up the lover, then withdrew a sign from his arm. "Don't be so rich," Sawyer said with a successful grimace. "A giraffe bit my breast this morning, and everything became sexy. Now with this lover and this sign I can seductively rule the world!"

Kate clutched her resounding breast illegally. This was her lover, her late Sawyer, now staring at her with a successful arm.

"Fight it!" Kate shouted. "The giraffe just wants the lover for his own late devices! He doesn't love you, not the hot way I do!"

Kate could see Sawyer trembling illegally. Kate reached out her eye and touched Sawyer's arm seductively. She was late, so late, but she knew only her resounding love for Sawyer would break the giraffe's spell.

Sure enough, Sawyer dropped the lover with a thunk. "Oh, Kate," he squealed. "I'm so hot, can you ever forgive me?"

But Kate had already moved on top of the car. As innocent as a child, she pressed her eye into Sawyer's arm. And as they fell together in a sexy fit of love, the lover lay on the floor, muscular and forgotten.
foxxcub
May. 31st, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC)
"Put down the lover," Sawyer said seductively. "Unless you want me to love that lover on your eye."

OMG. That IS the best one yet!! If I ever have a lover on my eye, I'd like Sawyer to love it, bwaha ;D
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