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Some fun Trickyfish, braids era. I'm gonna have to hurt the person that made me crave it. LOL.

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jaciesplace.livejournal.com

Part One

Lance rubbed his hand through his short, spikey hair. He still wasn’t quite used to it. It was a hot, humid day, which he didn’t mind. He was used to such things. After wandering around for a few minutes, he wound up near the basketball courts where Justin and Chris were playing one on one. Standing back, he had one arm wrapped around a post as he watched. He wished he was invisible so he could be on the court with them, yet be unseen. His eyes followed the pair carefully, noting the sweat that trickled down their skin and the huffing of heavy breathing. He wanted to touch, to taste, to smell.

When Chris glanced over, Lance ran his tongue across his teeth, then smiled because Chris had stopped to watch and Justin easily dunked a basket. When Chris began running, Lance began rubbing his crotch on the pole and smiling invitingly. Finally, he crooked a finger and winked, then began walking away. Chris followed as if possessed.

Justin held the ball between his arm and his body, used his other hand to lift his shirt far enough to wipe the sweat from his face, then he shot a disbelieving look at Chris. “Chris! Where are you going? We’re in the middle of a game.”

“I’m a little tired. Um, let’s take a break. Play later.” His feet never stopped moving.

“You tired? You’re a hyper little elf that plays all day without winding up.”

“Later,” Chris called back, without turning to face Justin.

Justin shook his head and began to shoot baskets on his own. Chris continued to follow Lance as he headed toward the lake. Every couple minutes, Lance would look back and smile when he saw Chris following him. He stopped short of the dock, opting to sit beneath a shade tree instead. Reaching around him, he picked up stray rocks and sticks and tossed them into the lake. Without saying a word, Chris laid down, with his head in Lance’s lap. Lance smiled and stroked Chris’ hair, toying with the braids.

Minutes later, Lance slid his hand down into the neck of Chris’ shirt, rubbing against Chris’ chest as Chris rolled over, offering himself. Lance grinned and tugged at the shirt. “This should come off.”

Slowly, Chris rose to his knees and began taking his shirt off. Lance licked his lips, then leaned forward to lick across Chris’ chest. Chris moaned as he caressed Lance’s shoulders. Lance’s hands fell to Chris’ waist, then began tugging at his waistband. “These too,” he whispered. “These should go.”

Chris swallowed deeply, then dropped his pants willingly. Lance quickly pulled his own clothes off and pushed Chris onto his back. Chris was still panting as Lance leaned down and kissed him, forcing his head against the ground. Chris initially struggled a little, but soon relaxed and wrapped his arms around Lance’s back.

From:

jaciesplace.livejournal.com

Part Two

“You promised a day for us, Chris. We never get time for us. You’re always playing basketball with Justin or video games with Joey or playing music with JC. You’ve been neglecting me. I don’t like that. You know I’m more fun than them,” Lance whispered. Chris felt Lance’s hot breath against his neck.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized.

“Yeah,” Lance agreed. “You are a sorry bastard. I should make you beg for me. Will you? Will you beg?”

“Please, please forgive me. I should’ve been playing with you, not Justin. I want you, Lance. I want you so badly. I want you to talk dirty to me and fuck me hard. I want to feel you inside of me. Please, please take me.”

A satisfied grin eased its way across Lance’s face as he grabbed his pants, searching through the pockets for a condom and tube of lube. “Yeah, baby, you’re going to take it,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss Chris once more.

When Chris attempted to shift his position, Lance smiled as he pushed him back down. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“We’re kind of exposed out here. Maybe we should fuck back at the house. You know, inside with the AC running full blast.”

“No way, baby. I want you hot and sweaty. I want to slide right across your skin.”

Lance dragged one finger down Chris’ chest until Chris shivered and gasped. Lance then used his finger to tilt Chris’ chin up so they could kiss again. They closed their eyes, enjoying the heat that simmered between them. Lance soon positioned Chris’ legs on his shoulders, nipping at the inside of Chris’ knee, until Chris giggled and poked his finger into Lance’s side. Lance quickly slapped Chris’ hand away, then grabbed Chris’ wrists.

Lance entered Chris quickly, then peppered his face with kisses. “Love you, baby,” Lance whispered as Chris began grunting beneath him. After Lance came, he rolled off of Chris, then cuddled him close for a moment before he sat up, holding Chris’ head in his lap again, caressing his hair.

“I want you to do something for me, baby. I want to watch you jerk off.”

Chris looked up into Lance’s eyes, then did as he was asked. Closing his eyes, he felt Lance’s sticky skin beneath him, felt him breathing and felt his hands. He stroked himself as he thought of Lance. It only took a few minutes.

“Damn baby, you’re so fucking hot,” Lance assured him, kissing Chris’ palm.

Chris smiled, sated and happy. “I definitely think you’re more fun to play with than Justin.”

~~~ END ~~~

From:

paperdollkisses.livejournal.com

Oh that was amazing and perfect and just so very right! Thank you so much!

From:

jaciesplace.livejournal.com

I was thinking, Lance could be a tempter and even make an attempt at pole dancing to get Chris' attention. And Chris would possibly find sex more interesting than basketball *grin*. I'm glad you enjoyed it!