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Post by steele sikes on Jul 9, 2009 2:10:45 GMT -5
 OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free. once again steele didn't get back till late that night, or if you want to get technical, early that morning. the rock star life was really cutting down on his time spent at home, which cut down on time he spent sleeping. he knew he was going to end up falling asleep at a party, but being famous there were no limitations. getting free into just about every pub or club there was by just flashing them one of your infamous smiles, was too great to pass up. especially when he had plenty of people going with him. though the night was long and fun, the morning of was not. steele didn't even realize how tired he was when he sat down on his couch to take off his shoes and socks and ended up falling asleep on the couch, sitting upward. he slept like that for a good two hours before he was woken up by the uncomfortableness of his position. he laid down on the couch, not bothering to take his shoes and socks off and not caring if he got the couch all dirty with the bottom of his shoes. when he arose several hours later, he realized he had nearly slept the entire day away. thank goodness band rehearsal was canceled today, otherwise steele would be in some deep shit.
slowly he sat up on the couch and reached for the remote on the coffee table. he turned it on and quickly flipped it to mtv news where they were discussing the bands in which steele worked with. smirking to himself when he heard them mention TS, steele jumped up from the couch and started walking over to the kitchen, particularly aiming for the cereal cupboard where he kept all his top ramen. the moment he jumped up, he felt it. his right arm immediately felt his forehead, and just as he guessed, it was his hangover. he sighed, it was worse then yesterday morning's hangover. as steele walked over to the kitchen, particularly over to the cupboard where he kept his stash of top ramen. he grabbed a bag of ramen noodles and poured them into a pan. he put the bowl onto the stove, but then quickly took it off. thinking about his headache, he had nearly forgotten to add water to the ramen even after he warned himself after last time of making the alarm in the apartment go off. who knew that when the alarm went off in one room, that everyone from the apartment complex also had to evacuate. though steele was fully dressed, unlike last time when he tried cooking ramen noodles in his bath robes.
he put the ramen, with the added water, back onto the stove and cooked it. he stirred the ramen occasionally to make sure the noodles wouldn't stick to the pan. he hated when that happened. after each rotation with his hand, he felt the headache pounding away. he left the spoon he was stiring with in the pan and walked over to the cupboard once more and grabbed tylenol. he knew that tylenol wasn't that great to get rid of headaches, but it was better than taking the headache full on. he popped two in his mouth and followed it down by spit since he was too lazy to walk over to fridge to get a glass of water. once they were fully down, he returned to the cooking ramen and reached for the spoon, which had sunk a bit in the pan while he was away. he reached for it, but burnt his fingers. "ow, ow, ow, hot." he exclaimed as he reached in to retrieve the spoon once again. this time he succeeded, only burning the tips of his fingers versus almost an entire finger.
as he stood there, watching the water bowl, steele fought himself from dozing off again. five minutes later, the ramen was done and steele excitedly poured the cooked meal into a bowl and brought it back to the couch. he laid back down, putting the ramen on his stomach, while he had his head propped up with a pillow so he could still enjoy it without it missing his mouth. as he watched mtv news gloat about the bands, steele slurped up his noodles. he hadn't realized how hungry he was, going without eating since five last night gave him quite the appetite. munching on the noodles, steele had gotten so relaxed, he had almost forgotten about the raging headache upstairs as he listened to the music. but as he leaned forward to sip the remaining juice in the cup, he felt it back, now more than ever.
then the doorbell rang. without taking much about the bowling hot soup that was still on him, steele got up, spilling the soup all over him and the couch, "shit." he yelled as he grabbed hold of his shirt so the bowling water wouldn't burn his skin, he quickly ran over to the dryer and grabbed a clean shirt from there, quickly exchanging shits. the doorbell rang for a second time. "one minute!" steele was about to lose his patience. he hadn't called or talked or texted to anyone today, who could possibly be at the door? as steele tossed the soupy shirt into the dryer he grabbed the empty bowl from the floor and put it on the coffee table. he smoothed out the wrinkly shirt with his hands and then peeked through the peep hole. he frowned when he realized that the person who was at the door was standing too close. all he could see were the clothes. other than that, he could only guess it was a boy. he unlocked the door, though he didn't remember locking it when he got in last night/this morning. he swung the door open to find a familiar male standing in his doorway.
tagg; nate
word count: 984
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: look at the photo or read the post !
muse: pretty darn good right now i'm on a roll : )
notes: nothing really
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 10, 2009 1:24:47 GMT -5
  T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L[/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
At five in the morning, Nate was still awake, laying on his bed with Sebastian (once Joni; he'd finally just re-named the poor puppy) laying on his stomach. He had his cell phone in his hand, which was laying limply at his side. He'd lift it every five minutes or so, slide it open, stare at the screen urgently, and then slide it shut again, letting his hand drop back down. Finally, around seven, he fell asleep with his free arm curled loosely around Mr. Brown, his other hand hanging off the side of the bed, still loosely grasping the phone. Around eight, it slipped out of his hand and hit the floor, causing it to vibrate. He jolted awake, knocking Sebastian into his lap as he scooped it up, sliding it quickly open.
His face immediately fell; no word yet on his mother's condition. He sighed, pressing his palms to his eyes and rubbing them. He let loose a groan, not even bothering to lay back down (Sebastian had occupied his pillow anyway, annoyed with his previous bed), and swung his legs around the side of the bed. He stretched and yawned widely, then plugged his phone into its charger, standing up and shuffling for the door. Partway there, he began to trip over Boomer, his St Bernard and Lab mix, but probably wouldn't have fallen if it weren't for the fact that Boomer hadn't stood up. As it was, he fell flat on his face, total cartoon-style where he threw his arms out straight in front of him. He sat there for a moment, his hair hanging in his face, and blew a strand away. Another moment, and he broke into a wide grin, just before Boomer started licking his face.
"Aww! Eww!" He laughed, rolling onto his back and covering his face as Boomer stood over him, attacking his face from all possible angles. He pressed his hands in Boomer's face, immediately soaking them in slobber but managed to wriggle out from under him. He stood up and ran from his room, Boomer following energetically but got distracted when Nate threw a toy into the living room. Boomer bounded over it, and right over Oden... His boxer.
Oden rolled over, bounced to his feet, saw Nate, and bolted for him. Nate, laughing, bolted for the bathroom, shutting the door; however, he didn't notice that he hadn't shut it all the way. He started the water, and actually let the tub fill up a bit before turning it onto the shower; he sometimes liked to soak while still feeling the shower hitting him. When it came to actually washing, though, he was going to unplug the bath and only use the shower. Howver, as he went to pull his shirt off, Oden pounced forward, hitting him stomach-first and knocking him into the bath-shower, tearing the shower curtain down and causing a huge splash -- even if his house was tiny as crap, he had a pretty big bath tub.
He splashed in, spluttering and groping for his dog, soaking wet and still fully dressed, shoes and all. He and Oden basically wrestled to get out until finally they settled for Nate sitting halfway in and halfway out of the bathtub, Oden balanced precariously over him, facing the outside of the tub. Nate sighed, staring straight at the dog's butt, then slapped it's side, saying, "Get out, you dumb dog." He stood up, looked at himself, and burst out laughing; his dogs had no sense of discipline whatsoever.
"My god. See, this is why you guys don't need freqent walking. You get enough excersize inside. Nononononooo, you're staying in here," he added, shutting his door and trapping the dog inside with him.
One and a half hours later, he had dried off Oden, mopped up the floor with every towel but the one he was going to use, stuck his clothes in the drier, and was walking around nude, one hand grasped around his gear as he searched for his one remaining towel. He finally found it and jogged back to his bathroom, hanging it up and turning the water on so it could start up as he stuck the rod back up, the curtain dried off as well. He finally took his shower and ate breakfast, ending up sitting at his table, sighing and staring at his empty cereal bowl, spoon still clasped in one hand. What to do...
Well, firstly, he probably needed to change out of the freaking towel and get dressed, do his hair, everything else. He dressed himself; a white shirt with his black jacket with the smaller white stripes across it, some black skinny jeans, and his white tennis shoes. He dug through a random pile of clothes until he found a beanie; he wasn't in the mood for doing much more than straightening his bangs. He did as much and pushed the beanie on, making sure the back folded down right, and observed himself in the mirror; he looked fine... Apart from the slight bags under his eyes. Ugh, that was annoying, but he was going to have to deal with it. If anyone asked, he'd been going to some crazy parties. It was believable, with him.
Now, just for something to do... He was getting sick of sitting around the house; he hadn't really left it since he'd crashed the This Saturday photoshoot a few days before. He'd sat on Twitter and Myspace and basically wasted away the rest of that week, and he was tired of it.
...Of course! He'd go see Steele. It'd make Jordyn happy, not to mention himself. He pumped his fist, grabbing his keys and hooking them onto his belt and grabbed his cell phone and mp3 player, plugging it in and dancing his way out the door. He jumped down the stairs on his front porch, landing and bouncing into his car, plugging his mp3 player in and bobbing his head back and forward in time, singing along loudly.
"Can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my, poker face!" He grinned, pulling out while simultaneously switching the song to something a bit more upbeat; Insurance? by The Higher. "Let's keep the fire tame, but, we'll keep our hands hot... I cannot get that ace so let me see that face card drop!" He beat on the steering wheel in time, then rolled down his window, sticking his arm out of it and resting his fingers lightly on the top of the car. He came to a stop light, and there was a girl in a car next to him with what looked like her boyfriend. He pointed at her, grinned, and sang another line of the song to her before driving off: "All that matters to me, babe, when I lose, is an x-rated complete swirl of me and you..."
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He showed up at Steele's house not too long later, grinning from ear to ear and rocking on his feet after he knocked, waiting. However, it took a bit longer than it should have, so he knocked again, this time a bit louder; he heard Steele call back, and grinned, standing up on the tips of his toes so that all Steele would see was his clothes. When he opened the door, he held out his hands to either side, grinning cockily and crookedly and hoping the rings under his eyes would go unnoticed. "Hey? Miss me?" He laughed, and walked in, slinging his arm around Steele's shoulders, leaning his head forward so he could look at him.
"You know what I think?" he asked, poking Steele in the chest. "I think we need to sit and have some drinks... You're legal age, right? And you've got a tight mouth, I'm sure." He raised a finger and tapped him on his lips, pulling away and heading for the kitchen. He rustled around for a moment, then emerged with a bottle in each hand, grinning crookedly. "Dude, you just like, made my week." He walked over to the couch and flumped down, passing one of the bottles and putting the other to his mouth, tilting it back. He really needed a drink, more than Steele knew, more than anyone knew. His phone was in his pocket, but he still hadn't got word from his mother, which meant that she was probably getting worse. The dismal thought made his smile flicker, and he took another drink, intent on washing everything down.
"Wanna watch stars throw themselves down the drain? I mean, wait..." He furrowed his brows, holding the remote up in mid-channel changing. "I mean, the ones that are stupid and don't hang with me. Yeah, there we go." He winked at Steele, changed the channel, and leaned back in the couch, patting the seat next to him and smiling up at Steele like a little kid, motioning for him to take a seat. After a moment, he sighed and nestled into the couch more. "I need more bros and less hoes, man..." And, he added silently to himself, parents that don't die on me all the time. With that last, grim thought in mind, he tilted the bottle once more to his lips, determined to be happy for Steele, if not himself. Besides, he was Nate; he couldn't not be happy. People would be able to tell right off the bat.
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[/b] ohmyjesus, this is gonna be fun... ;D Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 1,556 Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 10, 2009 3:21:29 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free. when steele answered the door, he was expecting, more like hoping, it to be a contest where he won a million dollars or just another door-to-door salesperson. nate was the last person he thought would show up at his door unannounced. though he wasn't entirely surprised. nate was very spontaneous, it was one of the things steele liked about him, the way he always surprised steele, by making him dance at his photo shoot and now showing up at his door, looking as cute as ever standing at his doorway. though he was glad to see his friend, he was a bit suspicious, since their last encounter together ended up with steele pants-less. nevertheless, steele went along with it as nate's arm wrapped around his shoulder and he welcomed himself into the house. not that steele was going to complain, he rather enjoyed being close to nate, it really brightened up his mood. since spilling the soup on his clothes didn't put him in the happiest mood, nate showing up like this sure made it seem worthwhile.
he rubbed the spot where nate poked him, acting as though it actually hurt. he was still speechless to see nate at his house. it was a bit odd, normally he only saw nate at work or at pracitce, never at his actual house. how did he even get steele's address? well, there was always google, and he probably found it on some site that told him. nothing was private these days. or he got it from jordyn, which seemed like the more accurate one, but the least fun. "the alcohol is in..." steele began but was cut off when he saw that nate had found the alcohol almost as if he had x ray vision or something. steele had almost forgotten about his small stash of alcohol in the kitchen. he would have surely gotten the alcohol instead of the ramen, that would have helped immensely with the hangover that was still ringing in his ears. steele gladly accepted the bottle.
he popped the lid with his mouth, ignoring the slight pinch from the cap and spat the cap back out in the sink and quickly followed it with the opening in his mouth. he leaned back, opened the back of his throat and down the alcohol went like water. after several long seconds, he removed the bottle from his mouth and swallowed hard, taking the pain like a man. aw, that was good stuff, thought steele as he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. steele watched him for a second as he noticed something weird about his smile, but thought nothing of it. nate didn't have worries, he was the only person steele knew who wasn't the type to have worries or to ever feel sad. steele raised his eyebrow at nate's comment, trying his best not to laugh, but let out a small chuckle when nate corrected himself. "sure, beats watching not famous people feed off of their friends for their alcohol." steele teased and walked over, taking the spot where nate's hands patted only moments before. "aren't a little young to be drinking alcohol?" steele joked, grabbing nate's bottle and taking a sip from it before handing it back to him.
when nate had gotten more comfortable, this made steele a bit uncomfortable. he stretched a bit, reaching his arm that was still holding his alcohol up and over nate's shoulders, resting on the shoulder that was furthest way from him. steele had barely noticed where his hands had moved to, but it sure made him a lot more room as he spread his legs a bit and watched the screen. listening to nate's complaint about needing more bros then hoes started to make steele's mind wonder. oh how many ways steele can interpret nate's words in order to prove steele's theory about nate. ever since their online chat room with jordyn and nate, steele's been doing a little spy work and coming up with the idea that all pointed to the same thing. nate was gay.
steele couldn't believe he never noticed it before, but it seemed to make sense. and by nate showing up here today confirmed steele's other theory that nate might possibly be digging him. as bizarre and strange as it seemed, i mean, nate of all people having a crush on steele, but all the evidence was there. why hadn't nate chosen to go to gaven's house instead of steele's? there also had been a lot of flirting going back and forth between steele and nate the other night on the cbox. though some of the things nate said were still a bit iffy, it all seemed to go hand in hand.
but then somewhere while steele was once again analyzing all the research he's been collecting in the last several days, a thought bounced into his head. nate had set up the perfect opportunity for steele to ask without frankly saying the words "gay" or "homosexual." smirking to himself, for once he had nate right where he wanted him. "oh, so you have decided to jump ship, good for you! it's about time! girls have got way too much emotional baggage." he said. "now us guys on the other hand, we've got no emotional baggage and we're much more flexible then they are."
steele scooted a bit closer to him intentionally. he wanted to make sure that nate had not misunderstood him and that he had just accused him of being gay. "does anyone else know or just me?" steele asled. "i'd be glad to help you tell your parents, you know i have done it once before. i can walk you through it." steele was going to milk this for all that it was worth. he knew that nate was not going to like it, but he couldn't help himself. if his accusations were true then nate was probably going to deny it. and if they weren't true, well steele just done and messed up one of the best friendships he's ever had.
tagg; nate
word count: 1014
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: look at the photo or read the post !
muse: eh, getting a bit sleepy
notes: lmao, well it was a bit of a stretch, but i had to do it. sorry it's not as long as yours, i'm getting a bit tired and going to the mall tomorrow so i wanted to reply tonight.
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 10, 2009 15:41:52 GMT -5
T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L [/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
"Hey now," Nate said, lowering his drink and pointing at Steele with the hand still holding it. "I'm not feeding off of you... I'm drinking." He smirked and held up his bottle, grinning crookedly before tipping it to his lips again. As he went to lower it, Steele grabbed it straight from his hands. "Well," he said, grabbing it back with a little laugh. "I'll keep my mouth shut if you keep yours? And, uh, quite frankly, it'd probably be best you do, anyway, considering that you're the one supplying and you'll get in more trouble than me." He propped his feet up on Steele's coffee table, smirking and lifting the bottle again. "Frankly, I'm not too worried."
When Steele slung his arm behind Nate's neck, he didn't think twice about it; he honestly had no idea that Steele was suspecting him of being gay... He personally thought he did a pretty good job of hiding it; he'd definitely screwed enough girls, even if he didn't really want to. It always made him feel bad pretending he was doing a dude, but he was getting better at just going with it.
"Oh, so you have decided to jump ship, good for you!"
"Hmm?" He leaned his head back against Steele's arm, turning his head to the side lazily to look at him. "It's about time! girls have got way too much emotional baggage..."
"Wait, what?" He lifted his head, looking at him with wide eyes. Did he really think...? Was he suggesting that he was gay? Of course, it was true, but that was totally beside the point.
"Now us guys on the other hand, we've got no emotional baggage and we're much more flexible then they are." Wait, wait, Nate needed to calm down; Steele could very well be suggesting that he just needed to chill with guy friends more and quit whoring himself out, which was probably true...
"Ahaha, yeahh... I- ahhh..." Steele scooted closer, to where they were getting in nice and snug, and, given the current situation, Nate was beginning to feel a slight amount of friction in his pants. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to show... Yet. But still, it was beginning to worryhim. Yeah, Steele was definitely hinting at something he didn't want him to know.
"Does anyone else know or just me?"
"Uh, know what? If you're over suggestion I'm gay... Then you're sorely mistaken." But man, he wanted to say 'yes'. He wasn't entirely sure why he didn't, he guessed he just was too afraid to, even though he knew that Steele wouldn't care, otherwise he wouldn't be making that little move... Maybe he was afraid to admit it because admitting it would basically be admitting his crush as well. Either way, he didn't know.
"I... No, there's no need, because I'm not gay, I'm not. Honestly. I'd think you'd know this, considering all the girls I get with." He stood up, pulled his beanie off, ran his hand through the back of his hair, messing it up a bit, and then pushed it back on.
"Uhh, I need to... Use the bathroom... One sec," he said, turning his head to avoid Steele seeing the vibrant blush on his cheeks, escaping to the small room and locking the door behind him. He pulled out his phone, leaned against the door, and began to text Cori urgently; she was the only one that knew. Her, and... Well, Steele now, apparently. He texted her back, not entirely liking what she had to say, holding in a groan of annoyance as he flushed the toilet so Steele wouldn't think he'd just been freaking out. He turned on the sink and stared at himself in the mirror, fixing his bangs before realizing that no, he didn't need to fix how he looked; he was actually trying to convince Steele that he wasn't gay; making himself look nice for him wasn't going to do the trick. However, he probably needed to listen to Jordyn and just admit it and get with him already. He sighed, stared at himself, and made one last adjustment to his hair.
"Okay," He said, opening the door and walking over nervously to the couch and sitting down next to him. He took a deep breath, exhaled, and then said, "Okay, so let's just... Relax, firstly..." he began, talking more to himself than to Steele. "And like... Okay, what would make you think that?" He stood up, sat back down, and rotated so that his legs were crossed and he was facing Steele. He stared at him for a moment, caught in mid-decision. He should just make a move. He should have just admitted it when Steele asked. He needed to stop being a little pussy... Ugh, but... It was hard not to be.
"You know what, let's just... Forget about it." He offered up a weak little smile to Steele, feeling pretty defeated and wimpy. He turned forward, staring at the TV and propping his elbows on his knees, putting his chin in his hands and staring grumpily at the screen, only moving to grab his drink and take another swallow before setting it down and returning to his previous position.
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[/b] no, it's fine; I did a lot of pointless ranting, lmfao. Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 859 -haha, fail xD Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 10, 2009 23:19:21 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
steele should have known that his silly little comment was going to backfire on him. nate was just so sharp when it came to that kind of stuff, which was another one of the many things steele liked about him. wondering to himself what nate's mind was thinking when he put his arm around him, but to his surprise nate thought nothing of it, or he didn't mind all too much. steele liked the second thought, it was another piece of evidence to further prove steele's theory. didn't nate know steele was bisexual? usually when he puts his arms around other guys they might flip out on him, even if it wasn't for the reason they might be thinking about. some people were just too caught up in their own fairtales to realize that they aren't as important as they think they are. nate wasn't those kind of guys, steele knew that before, but when nate didn't shrug it off, it only made steele want to hold him closer and possibly even kiss him?
wait, where the hell did that come from? steele had liked nate for months and that was the first time he actually thought about kissing him. he knew that just because he put his arm around him and nate didn't run like the other guys, did not give him the license to kiss. steele had only meant it as a joke to nate, he had thought he was coming off as it too, but then he realized that what his brain was thinking was not what his body was doing. steele had been just fooling around, but his body was already planning something completely different. nate reacted exactly what steele had expected him to when steele first put his arm around him. it was a delayed reaction, but it affected steele a bit, crushing his theory, no his hope, that nate had actually had feelings for him.
he hid his overwhelming sadness well however, when he simply replied. "so, i've been with plenty of girls. half of which were before i knew i was... you know." steele didn't actually like stating what he was, in all this commotion he was a bit embarrassed by it at the moment. who was he kidding? nate wasn't gay. steele had seen and met a lot of the blond bombshells he's hooked up with, and none of them were males. being the good friend that nate was, steele thought he understood and respected steele's sexuality instead of making it seem like such a sin... unless nate was really acting this way in order to hide his true feelings. it wasn't much of a thought, but it kept steele from completely thinking he had ruined things with nate.
how else would he have explained why nate rushed to the bathroom? grabbing a small pillow from the side of the couch and putting in between his legs, steele needed to learn how to control himself better. he knew that he shouldn't be putting false ideas into his head and getting his hopes up just to tear himself back down. as much as steele wanted to believe that things would be different this time, that nate would come out of that bathroom and realize his undeniable love for steele, but it happened so often that steele should know better not to give into his emotions. but never has he ever dropped the gay bomb on one of his friends, no matter how much he liked them. how can he be so stupid as to spill his investigation before he was one hundred percent sure it was true. though steele thought he had made it perfectly clear that he was just fooling around, nate had been in there an awfully long time that steele started to wonder if he was okay or not.
but then nate came back out of the bathroom and steele gave a bit of a sigh of relief, glad to see that nate had not fled from the bathroom window or done anything to get him out of this. he stood up straight when nate came back down, clinging to his side of the couch, afraid that if he might go over there, nate would bite his head off. steele remained quiet as nate collected his thoughts, carefully breathing so that he wouldn't disturb nate. but when finally addressed, steele was a bit shocked that nate finally realized that he was still in the same room as him. he opened his mouth as if he were about to say something, but then closed it again. all he could think about was making a joke out of this, but never had he seen nate in such a light as this. steele didn't think anyone had ever seen a serious side of nate before, so steele decided he shouldn't.
there was nate, asking him a simple question and all steele could think about was cracking jokes. the time for jokes was over. steele stopped and thought for a moment, wondering if he and nate had switched places or something. he watched helplessly as nate stood up and then back down and realized that he had moved his position so that he was facing steele. he looked at nate as he stared back, afraid for his life to say something stupid and cause nate to leave. he had already screwed up the whole afternoon, he didn't want to screw up the evening either. though he tried being serious about it, it was just too... hard not to be over excited about his accusations being dead on accurate. all steele did was through a few gay hints his way, and he let nate do the rest, confirming that nate was indeed gay, or at least into guys just as much as he claimed to be into girls, and that he indeed had a crush on steele.
just as steele finally collected himself, he feared it had been too late. nate had already changed his mind and asked to just drop the whole idea, while steele wanted to linger on it just long enough to hopefully satisfy the want of knowing what could have happened. steele didn't want this moment to end. "it's okay to be scared or nervous. if you're a bit unsure, let me help clear that up for you. if you don't like it, i'll stop, but i doubt you'll want me to stop." he reached over to the coffee table and grabbed the remote, pressing the power button. as he put it back down, he scooted up to nate's knees, breaking and entering his way between them. he slowly moved his hands over nate's shoulders, pushing him back into the couch and followed suit, straddling himself and hold himself up on the sides of the couches as he leaned in and kissed nate on the lips. almost immediately he released his struggling hold to stay hovered over nate's body, and let his body drop onto his.
tagg; nate
word count: 1162
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: look at the photo or read the post !
muse: woot excited
notes: nah, i liked your pointless ranting. xD, i tried keeping it short and this is what i came up with / OH BTW if you read this last night after you signed off somehow, i added and changed a few things, mainly in the last paragraph 
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 11, 2009 16:13:58 GMT -5
T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L [/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
Nate felt bad; he could tell that Steele was trying to keep his distance, and was afraid that he'd either insulted him or made him think that he was angry at him... The last of which most definitely wasn't true. He really didn't want anything bad to happen... This thought only made him grumpier, and he scowled at the TV more fiercely, as if he could make it pay for making him feel so unsure of himself for once. The TV shut off, but he didn't budge; he did, however, cock one of his eyebrows and turn his eyes towards Steele, who positioned himself in front of him.
"It's okay to be scared or nervous. If you're a bit unsure, let me help clear that up for you. If you don't like it, I'll stop, but I doubt you'll want me to stop." Oh, god, what did this mean? Nate lifted his head from his hands somewhat, surprised, and was about to ask what he was goign to when, suddenly, magically, amazingly, Steele's lips were against him, and he was pushing in between his legs. He spread them a little, immediately curbing to Steele's wants. He sank back, slowly and easily, still in shock but kissing back. His hands moved up somewhat jerkily as he tried to allow his instincts to just take over and do what he wanted to do, what he knew he wanted to do. Finally, he placed his hand on the side of Steele's face, the other staying a bit down, rubbing the small curve on his side and his hips.
He got into it, raising his right leg up a little so that his knee was raised up, his other leg stretched out... And then remembered he was supposed to be pretending that he was straight. "Wait, wait," he said quickly, he said, raising his hands up on either side of his head. "That... That was... That was not fair!" He accused, pointing at Steele. He pouted at him for a moment, then sighed, thinking on it. Well, yes, he liked him. Well, yes, it was basically obvious now. Well, yes, his secret was basically out... And he was making out with the guy that he really liked...
"Ugh, fuck it," He said, slipping his hand into and through Steele's hair until it was behind his head, pushing him down to make out again. For the first time, he was finally with a guy, and, also for the first time, he was with someone he actually liked; he'd always pretended to be straight because that was quite obviously what was expected of him. In school, girls had fawned over him, and his parents had always talked (while they still could talk about things like this, of course) of him getting married to a nice girl, not a guy... And he'd just kind of stuck to that.
And suddenly, the oddest thought popped into his mind: Nate Sikes. It had a nice little ring to it... Wait, no, no, no, he couldn't be thinking that far ahead yet... He'd only just kissed him, it wasn't like that mean the could go and... Oh, yes it did! When had Nate ever settled for only a kiss when it came to relationships, even if they were a girl? Never! Unless, of course, it was just a make-out buddy or some girl that just wanted a little bit of fun for a while. Anyway, the point being; he was himself, he was Nate, he wasn't going to let some stupid morals keep him from getting with the only person he'd ever really liked!
He slid the hand on Steele's waist into his shirt, rubbing the bare skin, feeling a tingle of ecstacy run through his entire body at the contact. He rubbed, slowly moving his hand up and pulling his mouth away for a moment to pull Steele's shirt off, loving the feeling of his bare chest, his back, his everything. He smiled through the kiss, biting his lip and pulling back lightly, moving his hand down a tad bit and teasing Steele, pushing the tips of his fingers into the side of his pants, but doing nothing else, enjoying himself too much to rush through it.
Suddenly, he thought of Jordyn, and pulled away for a moment, reaching into his pocket. "Shit, hold on, I got a text; let me tell them to fuck off." He held the phone up so that he was the only one who could see the screen. He pretended to read something, sighed, and typed a text out to Jordyn, sending and putting the phone face-down on the coffee table. "No more of that; come on." He grinned, leaning up and pressing his lips to Steele's once more.
Notes:
[/b] lmfao, thanks. xD They're slowly getting shorter. lmfao goodness, I love them: Stathan, here we come! ^^ Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 789 -haha, fail xD I didn't want to do TOO much though Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 11, 2009 17:32:35 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
to be honest, steele was horrified of how nate might react to this. steele had always had a big ego when it came to making the other person happy, hell, he was such a pleaser when it came to just about anything. but those were to guys who already admitted they were gay or have been gay for their whole lives. though steele had usually been big about the ego when it came to kissing, a small part of him feared that nate would reject him and run out of the house, screaming. there always was that slight possibility, but steele tried to ignore it and only concentrate on making this enjoyable for the both of them.
squeezing through nate's legs suddenly became easier as steele positioned himself comfortably on nate's body. his body parts were matched up with nate's. as his body rested ontop of the other boys, steele could feel every slight movement nate was making, smirking to himself as he seemed to have succeeded in his goal. all the doubts and fear erased his mind as he felt the other boy kiss him back. it was both shocking and rewarding to see that nate was not only taking it, but he was giving it out just as much. the feel of nate's lips were intoxicating, steele barely freed himself for more than a second before his lips were planted back on nate's. but then as steele kissed him, he stopped dead in his tracks as he heard nate halter stop. he smirked up at him, giving him a "i told you so" look, and only rolled his eyes when nate pretended to be mad at him. steele was getting rather cocky, but can you really blame him? though he didn't dare do anything else before nate gave him the okay. feeling the other boy's hand run through his hair as he felt nate finally take some control.
steele gave into peer pressure rather easily. if nate wanted him to do anything right now, all he would have to do was say it and steele was all over him in a second. if nate wanted to pull steele in closer to kiss him, steele would be an idiot not to let him. he more than willingly brought his head down to nate's lips, kissing them passionately only to be urged on as he felt nate's hand slip under his shirt, caressing his bare skin. the touch sent thousands of volts into his body as his stomach tightened a bit, but he didn't want nate to stop. as nate's hand rose up his stomach, he felt a new draft enter his body, sending shivers down his spine almost immediately. he felt nate pull away and was instantly blinded for a second by his own shirt coming off of his body, exposing his upper body.
steele, still completely fawning over every single touch to his chest as nate's hands ran around it. he really felt the volts strike him when nate's fingers slipped into his pants. this urged steele to, as their lips were locked, shove his tongue into his mouth, begging nate not to stop. but then he did. steele opened his mouth, his face still lingering in the air as if to savor it, as he watched nate look at his texts. steele hadn't heard or felt any indication his phone went off, but he wasn't going to risk nate thinking he was some kind of nosy snoop, so he let it go. steele smiled as nate's lips rejoined with his. "good, i don't want any more interruptions." he said while his hands too had found the seams of nate's shirt and slowly started rolling it up his torso, revealing his abs slowly, ignoring how badly he wanted to just rip the shirt off.
but then as his hands reached all the way to nate's neck, steele couldn't take it anymore, quickly lifting the shirt off of nate's head as his eyes immediately shot down to take a peak of nate. once steele had the shirt off and on his arm, he threw it angrily to the floor and pressed his bare torso into nate's torso. his lips once again finding its' way onto nate's for another time before they started to explore other parts of nate's body. steele smiled to himself, if nate was going to play games, he better be prepared. trying to fight the want for nate's hands to just slip a bit further down, steele's lips moved down to nate's chest, where they met up with his nipple, sucking it for a little before biting it playfully. his hands wiggled their way under nate's torso and down to the rim of his pants. his fingers grabbed hold of the belt loops, resisting the temptation of pulling them instantly down.
tagg; nate
word count: 802
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: look at the photo or read the post !
muse: woot excited
notes: nothing, just satisfied
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 11, 2009 17:57:38 GMT -5
T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L [/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
God, Nate was loving this. Every second that ticked by thrilled him more and more; he didn't ever want it to end, he just wanted to keep going; it killed him even to send that text, and by the end of it, his words were running together, but he was beyond caring. If things went his way, which they generally did in these situations, then he was going to be having quite a bit of fun.
Steele began to roll his shirt up, sending warmth spreading from everywhere he touched; it felt so good, he actually shivered. He was having his first real sexual experience, and it was amazing. No more pretending, acting like he liked it, nothing. This was completely, one hundred percent real. Nate raised one hand and slipped off his beanie, leaving his hair a total mess, before Steel pulled away quickly, yanking his shirt over his head, struggling to get it off of his arms; by the time he pulled out one, Steel was almost violently yanking it off his other arm and throwing it onto the floor. Nate raised his hands and ran them into Steele's hair again, loving the feeling of the amazingly soft, perfect locks.
Their lips connected again, briefly, but then Steele moved down, Nate still with his hands twisted in his hair, but once Steele's mouth reached his nipple, he felt himself begin to harden; that felt so amazing! He could see why girls liked it. He let out a little gasp of surprise, though, not used to that feeling. His fingers clenched together, lightly pulling on Steele's hair, but he forced himself to open them again, running them upwards through his hair. "Fuck, that feels amazing," he gasped, leaning his head back.
Steel grabbed ahold of his pants, and Nate suddenly was in a hurry; he no longer wanted to be restricted by the denim in his pants, he wanted to feel everthing that much better - why wouldn't Steel just take them off? He slipped his hands out of Steele's hair, letting them trail down his sides to his waist, fingers dancing across the bones for a moment before moving once again to his pants, fumbling with the belt buckle and undoing it before unzipping his pants, unbuttoning them as well. He reached in, felt what Steele had to feel, and pulled back out, his hands moving to either side of his pants; his fingers hooked into them and tugged them down a little, enough for Steele to get the hint; his hips strained upwards lightly, and he found himself dying to feel the two of them connected, wearing nothing but boxers and basically entertwined.
Notes:
[/b] They're slowly getting shorter. lmfao goodness, I love them: Stathan, here we come! ^^ Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 444 - just so we can get some posts in before you go, lmfao Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 11, 2009 20:08:46 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
there wasn't anything else steele wanted in the entire world that could even be somewhat close to how much he had wanted this. every touch, every feel of nate's body made steele feel amazing. he had never really felt this way about any other person. with nate, nothing seemed out of place. everything was just perfect... almost too perfect, but steele was glad for that. he knew that nate was fairly new to this whole experience and damn he was going to make it something to remember. motivated by nate's comment, steele smiled to himself, moved onto the second nipple, this time biting it down a bit more harder than the first. he looked up at nate, in order to see the expression on his face of pure enjoyment. steele liked pleasing his mates, giving them a demo of what might be in store for them later, if steele can ever get over the fact that nate was half naked in his house. it just surprised him all too much, that this boy, who only a few hours swore he was straight, was underneath him, toying with him.
if nate only knew how excited he was making steele. it was rather obvious since steele's pants stretching, making them even tighter than they already were, nearly constricting steele. if nate wasn't going to have the fun of pulling them down, then shit steele was going to, though he was still being cautious not to push the limits too much. everything that was happening was telling steele to just take the plunge and go for it like he did with the kiss, but at the same time he wanted nate to be one hundred percent sure it's what he wanted like steele did. hell, steele always wanted it, but from nate brought him a new level of want. if nate enjoyed that, just wait until what's in store for him later, thought steele.
since it was nate's first time, steele knew he was nervous. steele hoped he would make this an experience that wouldn't ruin nate coming over to his side. steele loved it when nate played with his hair, it made him forget about thinking and just go with the flow. it made him feel like a pet and it turned him on in a weird way. steele could feel nate tug on it, he chuckled to himself, knowing that this was going to be the least pain he was probably going to endure tonight, but the thought didn't bother him. the pleasure was worth anything nate threw at him. but then nate took the next dive. it shocked steele, but at the same time relieved him of the tight jeans. he looked down at his underwear. "that's not the first time you've seen those..." he said, but then his eyes grew wild when he felt nate's hands dive into his underwear with such control. "but it is the first time you've done that." steele teased as he moved with nate, allowing to accommodate him as he pulled down his pants a bit. but then he stopped. steele had been too much in thought about how amazing it felt when nate's hands felt it, that he had completely forgotten to assist nate.
he looked at nate and shook his head. "you're such a tease." he said and then brought his head down close to his pants like an excited kid on christmas morning opening a present, while his fingers fumbled over the button. he zipped down slowly, the anticipation brought adrenaline rush to him. he grabbed the pants and pulled the pants, following his hands down nate's legs as he successfully pulled them off. he flew the pants onto the floor where to be found later. steele looked at him, his head still down by his underwear. "are you sure?" he asked before his hands traced the outline in his underwear. then after steele waited long enough, he shook off his pants to his ankles, giving him room to move and he went down further, he knew that he needed to keep the energy flowing otherwise nate might realize what he was doing and get the hell out of it. steele grabbed his underwear and yanked it down with one stroke of his hand and there it was, danging in front of steele's face. "wow, you weren't kidding." steele smiled and took a deep breath before he grabbed hold of the monstrous thing, gently stroking it up and down, starting slow but soon picking it up to speed for when he does it alone, keeping his head down low so in case his hands get tired.
tagg; nate
word count: 764
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: almost naked !
muse: woot excited
notes: nothing, just satisfied
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 11, 2009 20:54:42 GMT -5
T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L [/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O U C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
Nate was loving the feeling of Steele's bare skin against his, his chest brushing along his stomach as he toyed with his nipples. He moved to the other one, and bit down, and Nate opened his mouth in pure ecstacy, closing his eyes and tilting his head back a little further. "Fuck," he gasped, chuckling. "Someone's got practice..." He grinned through his ecstacy, but soon was pulled back in, pretty unable to control himself. He was getting harder by the second, and everytime Steele toyed with his nipple, he got harder and harder.
At the mention of how he'd seen his underwear, but he'd never grabbed his balls, Nate couldn't help but laugh. "Well I haven't exactly tried anything like this before," he joked back. Steele's hands went to his pants, and Nate just about kissed him again; however, doing that would probably distract him some. He lifted his hips off the couch to assist Steele, and then lowered them again, lifting his legs in turn; soon, he was down to nothing but socks and boxers. It felt amazing.
"Are you sure?" Nate just about killed himself; why had he ever pretended to be straight again? He couldn't imagine. Steele's hand traced around his already throbbing dick, which only rose a little more.
"Just... God, yes; remind me to tell you off for even asking later." He chuckled a little, hips straining upwards again. And... Suddenly, Steele yanked down his underwear. Oh, yeah, this kid had practice. When his hands went to his dick, he couldn't help but gasp again; he'd had plenty of girls give him blowjobs and handjobs, but having Steele grasp it was totally different. The makeup of a guy's hand was so much different, and he could tell just by the first little grasp. "I don't kid about my dick," he managed to joke through clenched teeth.
He put one hand down, pushing it into Steele's hair again, and raised his hips up. "Shit, boy, where've you been all my life?" He was growing increasingly hard as Steele pumped his hand, and he drew his legs up to either side, though he kept them spread. Reaching a split decision, he sat up, keeping his legs spread, but grasped either side of Steele's face, palms on his chin and his fingers in his hair, pushing his face up to meet his as he leaned down, connecting his mouth to his once more and shoved his tongue in, caught up in the moment. One of his hands slid to the back of Steele's head, and he suddenly pulled away, pushing his head down. Suddenly feeling somewhat self-conscious of the moment, he said, "I would seriously love you forever..."
Notes:
[/b] They're slowly getting shorter. lmfao goodness, I love them: Stathan, here we come! ^^ Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 447 - just so we can get some posts in before you go, lmfao Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 11, 2009 21:27:49 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
the feeling of nate's creature in his hand enthralled steele, he got lost in it, rubbing it as hard and fast as he would normally go himself, knowing that from the receiving end, it would be satisfying. he continued to work, feeling a bit of a sweat start to form, but he didn't stop. he couldn't stop. just knowing that nate was enjoying it kept steele going. as nate played with his hair, steele got all worked up, he felt himself speed it up. determined to keep his partner happy, steele remained at the quicker speed, knowing that tomorrow his hand would probably kill him for this. but he didn't care, this was too good to pass up.
nate spread his legs more, giving steele the hint that he was expecting steele to drop the hand and take the plunge, but steele held back, appreciated nate giving him room for when it was time. steele always liked to stretch things out, but maybe a bit more than he should. as he was caught between nate's legs, the temptation still raged inside. it had been so long since he's done it, he was a bit rusty, but what better way to get back into it if he just did it. what was holding him back? nate was open to it, literally and figuratively. steele just needed something, anything to make his decision.
but then his answer came to him. nate leaned down, kissing steele passionately on the lips. he could feel nate's tongue force its way into the mouth, but he couldn't help opening it to just help him a little. steele could feel himself losing control as nate started to take it from him. once their lips broke free, steele felt a sudden push in the direction of where his hand was working. he had let his guard off for a second and felt his lips brush touch the head and he heard nate's comment that he would love him forever. steele liked the sound of that. his hand stopped what it was doing suddenly and wrapped around nate's bottom, gently squeezing. "jeez, aren't we the hasty one." steele teased, taking a deep breath before leaning in, opening his mouth.
he closed his eyes, wanting it to shock the both of them for when his mouth reached it. he opened his eyes impatiently just as it was about to enter and then he gave himself one more push and it was in. oh god it was like eating the best sausage in the world. why did steele allow himself to go so long without this? he continued to move his lips over it, swallowing it deeper and deeper until he almost choked on it. he started pulling it out, parading his tongue around it as he did. his hands moved up and down nate's lower back, gently scratching them as he held on. he moved his head in and out, feeling it rub against his cheeks. it was indeed a lot bigger than the other ones steele's had in his mouth, it actually gave steele a work out as his mouth had never been opened that much before.
tagg; nate
word count: 527
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: almost naked !
muse: woot excited
notes: nothing, just satisfied
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 11, 2009 22:27:11 GMT -5
T H E Y S A Y T H A T K I D H E ' S G O T S O U L [/color] I ' M E V E R Y W H E R E T H A T Y O U G O[/color] A N D E V E R Y T H I N G Y O U C A N ' T F O R G E T[/color] [/font][/center]
Nate was never really one to be submissive, and it was no different this time; he just needed a little enouragement for his first time with a guy; it felt like his first time really having sex, since the other hundred freaking times wasn't really... real, to him anyway.
He loved every inch of their bare skin that touched, and what Steele was doing definitely helped things along. He'd never felt so... So sexually pleased in his life. Yeah, he'd gotten off before, but it was always like he was just masturbating or something; he imagined it was something different. The real thing was much better. And to be quite honest, even if guys moaned or groaned or something, it was a lot more pleasing to the ear than some chick wailing her head off.
He kept his hand twisted in Steele's hair, pulling tightly as he felt the tension building inside him, one hand behind him to keep him balanced and in an upright position. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes and clenching his fist every now and then, pulling on Steele's hair. Another moment... And he lost it. He came, immediately relaxing and letting out a deep sigh; however, the fact that Steele hadn't gotten to finish either bugged him, and he honestly did not mind continuing.
He released his grip on Steele's hair, and pulled him up to kiss again, pushing him back onto the other side of the couch, so that he was on top this time, straddling Steele and pressing his hand on his chest, rubbing it slowly while leaning down and pressing his mouth to Steele's once more. His hand traveled downwards and ran along his hip bones, following them down to his gear, upon which he slipped his hand under his underwear and stroked and rubbed for a moment, playing with the hem of them. He pulled away from the kiss, only to trail them down his jaw and neck, down his collarbone and chest, then tried out one of Steele's tricks, sucking on one of his nipples. As he bit on it lightly, pulling, his hands traveled downwards to hook into his underwear; by this point in time, he was supporting himself with his legs and stomach muscles only, si nce he no longer had his hands to do as much for him. Hey, he didn't have abs for no reason; he did a lot to get them, and sex was only on the top of the list...
He let his head drift down, pulling gently on the nipple until he released it, then continued to pull Steele's underwear off, doing a little repositioning until he got them completely off, then returned to his previous position, his gear hanging just above Steele's... He leaned forward, kissed Steele, and rubbed their hips together, working off of pure instinct at that moment. It worked, for him, at least. It worked suprisingly well; well enough that he felt himself start to get hard again; he rocked gently against him, keeping contact with his mouth, breaking away for a moment and pulling on his lip with his teeth just so he could trail kisses along his jaw again.
Notes:
[/b] They're slowly getting shorter. lmfao goodness, I love them: Stathan, here we come! ^^ Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 530 - slightly better, rofl Outfit:[/b] in pic, with a black beanie that folds over in the back. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 11, 2009 22:57:59 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
steele's head moved back and forth, tasting ever part of nate's prized jewels. they were surely a prize. steele continued to go, focusing on pleasing his friend until... he tasted a new taste that excited him. he pulled away just enough to see it. boy that came fast... steele thought, but he continued as if nothing happened, wanting to at least make sure it was fair. though the tugging on his hair wanted him to stay there, he finally finished, wiping his mouth with his hands from all the remains. he looked at his work. not bad for his first time, thought steele. nate had been a first timer, but already he was acting like a pro. steele never thought he would pull his hair this hard, but steele was glad that he had long enough hair for him to do that.
but then steele felt nate's tight grip loosen as he was being lifted to nate's lips. steele kissed him back, giving him a taste of his own medicine just before nate broke from his face and moved else where. damn, nate's hands were magical. when they gripped steele's wood, he automatically felt himself get hard as nate stroked it up and down. that's nice, thought steele, giving off this weird look to him. "ah, that's it, a little faster." steele breathed. oh no, thought steele, he did not just use steele's move, playfully biting steele's nipples. he was going to get back at him for that. as steele felt nate's teeth on his nipple, he let out a soft moan, just loud enough to barely be audible. as a soft pain on his hardened nipple strengthened, he felt hands on his underwear. steele was amazed how nate had been so strong as to hold himself up with no hands. this really turned steele on as he thought of the many possibilities they could have with nate's strength. but then steele felt a rush of cold air chill his little self as his underwear was stripped from him. free at last, thought steele as he dangled there in midair. it didn't take long for nate's hands to grip it again and continue to work it's magic up and down.
"are you sure this is your first time, you're amazing." steele said as he felt nate's body rock back and forth above him. this was all too helping steele as he felt him about to burst. he felt nate's jewels interact with his and completely lost it. he felt himself lift his body under nate's, moving it up in the couch so that he now sat upright. he felt nate's body touch him as he moved up cautiously. he knew he was about to break a thousand rules, but it was only fair that nate could give back. steele's hand slowly traced down nate's arm, starting from the shoulders and going down to where his hand was working vigorously. he softly took hold of it, gave it a little boost and then forced it away. quickly before he lost it, he pelvic thrusted it into nate's own mouth, gently moving up and down, each time he went up, he stuck himself further and further into his mouth. "come on, use your tongue. it's like sucking one big lollipop." steele urged on, wishing he could stop and just enjoy it, making him work for it was barely giving him the pleasure.
tagg; nate
word count: 568
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: completely nude !
muse: woot excited
notes: nothing, just satisfied
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by nathan livingston on Jul 11, 2009 23:36:55 GMT -5
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Apparently, Nate wasn't doing too bad; if it had really been his first time, he'd probably have been a lot more nervous, but now that he was getting more used to this, he was doing what he usually did, just with the needed modifications. The fact that he got Steele moaning definitely was a hint. To be honest, he was really liking the way he sounded when he moaned, even if he was a guy.
"It might be my first time, but I've got a pretty vivd imagination..." Nate smirked up at him, pumping his fist a little faster and pressing his lips against his again. Steele's hand trailed down Nate's arm, and he couldn't help but wonder what he was doing. He soon found out, as Steele pressed his hand a little harder, then suddenly his hand was pushed away and he suddenly had Steele's dick in his mouth... That was a quick switch. Ah, well, he could most definitely deal with it.
"Come on, use your tongue. it's like sucking one big lollipop." Nate could have started laughing, but he figured that then was not the moment. However, he did lift up for a moment, just so he could say, "Yeah, big. You're no liar, either." before having it pushed into his mouth again. He felt a little odd doing it, but hey; he'd eaten chicks out before, this was going to be nothing. You just sucked and used a lot of tongue... Although, in this case, it was kind of easy to choke, which he very enarly did. However, to keep Steele from shoving it down (or up, technically) his throat, he went to work himself, putting one hand on the base and playing lightly with Steele's balls, toying with them as he slowly worked his mouth up and down; he thought it would take some getting used to, but he seemed to catch on to the idea rather quickly, getting into it. He swirled his tongue around it and the tip, thinking of all the things girls did, and pretty much put them to use. He deepthroated it on occasion, going as far down as he could without gagging.
He felt the tension in Steele build, and then suddenly, he exploded in his mouth; it was such an odd, new, interesting feeling. The warm fluid escaped his mouth, dribbling down his face lightly, and it made him feel rather... Dirty, but in an amazingly good way. He did as Steele had, swallowing down the oddly good-tasting liquid and wiped his mouth off, breathing somewhat hard as he raised himself up. "Fuck, that was amazing..." He broke into a wide grin. "Really, though? 'Big lollipop'?" He ran a hand through his hair, which was by now a total mess, and grinned, grabbing his beanie off the floor and shoving it on his head again out of habit... While he still sat there naked. To be totally honest, he didn't really intend on getting dressed.
However, the realization of what he'd just done suddenly hit him, and he paused, turning towards Steele. "You know what's not fair? I've been gay my entire fucking life, and you only now show up and give me the guts to go with it." He shook his head, smiling widely and settled down next to Steele, bringing his feet up and pulling off his socks; he felt weird with them on (yet, amazingly enough, not the beanie. Damn his obsession with his hair...).
"Not gonna lie, though, that was more fun than I think I've ever had..." He was actually still throbbing from the second round and, if he'd had it his way, he wouldn't have stopped. However, that wasn't completely his choice...
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[/b] bahaha, this is seriously the most amazing thread ever, ahaha Tags:[/b] Steeeeeeleeee Word Count:[/b] 615 - slightly better, rofl Outfit:[/b] nutin. ;D Location:[/b] Steele's houseee Banner Credit:[/b] LANA, FER SURE! ;D[/font] Template Credit:[/b] MAKE A SCENE HANNA ! OF CAUTION TWO POINT OH![/font] [/left] [/size] |
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Post by steele sikes on Jul 12, 2009 0:54:21 GMT -5
OPEN UP YOUR MIND AND SEE LIKE ME,
open up your plans and man you're free.
Finally, when steele asked for it, he got it. He felt nate's mouth move rhythmically with his thrusts, and after a few more of his jerking movements, steele stopped and let nate continue. Oh he had forgotten just how even more amazing it was to be on the receiving in, not having to work out or get a sweat by himself. He got his own personal assistant, one who was doing surprisingly better then steele had expected, and he expected a lot. He knew that nate was good in bed just by the way the girls talk about him, nothing is ever left unspoken in this small little world, but he didn't think it would be this good. As nate continued to work, getting more worked up than steele thought he could ever do. Steele had to admit, he was doing a lot better than most of the girls steele's gotten with, especially this being his first time and all, but he's gotten it from enough women.
Steele thanked him by finally releasing all the built up come. Usually he warned his partners if he was about to, but he wanted nate to taste it, he wanted a bit of himself inside nate. Once nate was finally done, steele took a peak at him while he was wiping himself off. Steele had done that to him, he actually turned a straight guy gay! Okay, well he didn't actually turn him gay, but he helped him speed up the process. Steele felt accomplished. It felt amazing how quickly he turned someone's day around as well as his. It was like killing two birds with one stone.
All steele could do was laugh at himself for saying big lollipop. He didn't even know why he said it, but he did. “i just wanted you to imagine something tasty.” steele replied. He loved lollipops, but he had to admit that nate's lollipop had been by far the best tasting lollipop in a long time. Steele smiled at himself while nate chatted away, still in awe by how he had transformed him. Even when nate and steele weren't physically touching, nate's body was so flawless it made steele feel all girly inside. As nate sat up with steele he couldn't help but feel himself getting hard again. Truth be told he was still really horny at that time, so anything made him hard. He had to almost fight himself from giving nate another go at his dick, but instead thought of an even better idea.
“i know what'll be even more fun...” steele said mischievously. If nate had enjoyed this, imagine how he would enjoy the real thing. “i'm going to go to my room, I want you to count to thirty and then follow me.” steele said, getting up quickly. He turned back to nate, his balls hanging in front of him, steele leaned in and kissed him. “start counting.” he said and quickly hopped his way to the bedroom. He took one last look at nate before closing the door behind him, rushing to the bed and climbing in. he removed the covers and laid down in a sexy but comfortable position. He undid the sheets, making sure they were removable fairly quickly and then laid back down. He was laying on his side, facing the door with the leg that was on the bed stretched, and his other bent up towards the ski so his mini me was danging there in the center as he waited for nate to come in.
tagg; nate
word count: 587
lyric credit: i'm yours by jason mraz
outfit: completely nude !
muse: woot excited
notes: nothing, just satisfied
credit: BABY DARLING ! @ CAUTION 2.0
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