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snarkymonkey left it off in ancient Egypt but I really didn't feel like thinking in ancient Egypt mode. I wrote this in a very bitchy and hasty mood. If it is of truly inferior quality, let me know ASAP so I may attempt to rectify such errors or entirely skip my turn.
Jounouchi kicked a stray soda can against the side of the school wall. He had quickly tired of Yugi and the other’s conversation. He could only make his excuses as quickly as possible and escape to his “thinking spot” in the most secluded area of the school campus. He found it increasingly hard to focus on anything these days.
It was those fucking dreams.
He kicked the brick wall this time. He ignored the throbbing pain in his toes and slid down against the length of the wall. He ran a hand through his tousled blond hair. It had been three days since he last brushed his hair.
His days were spent dealing with Kaiba and the strange emotions that surfaced when he was around the other boy. The rest of his afternoons were spent as futile attempts to keep up with Yugi and the others and even more worthless attempts to actually do homework. Homework of all things! This constant distraction was driving him mad. He didn’t know what it was. He couldn’t even describe it. All he knew was it was always there, lurking at the back of his mind and pouncing him at the moment he least expecting it.
It was damn frustrating.
Just like those dreams.
His forehead fell against his drawn-up knees.
He groaned. Those fragments of dreams haunted him in his every waking and sleeping hour.
Strong hands swept over the plains of his body, manipulating and playing him like an instrument of lust and desire. There is pain though. The mixture between pain and pleasure was so overwhelming that it became impossible to draw a line to distinguish them. A trail of blood made its way down his cheek and neck. The greedy tongue lapped it up like fine wine. A hot brand of passion nudged his thigh. He spread his legs wider, reveling in his own wanton actions.
It was the body of another man holding and pressing down on him. He struggled to no avail. His attempt to escape was followed by hoarse laughter and a raspy voice whispering promises of decadent pleasures and inevitable pains.
“You will come like never before, my fair hem.”
He whimpered as that talented tongue licked the shell of his ear.
Jounouchi opened his eyes to the wide blue skies above. He rolled his head to a side, chafing the back of his head against the hard brick. That wasn’t the only thing hard…
Was he gay?
Those dreams would seem to indicate so.
No! He liked girls! Girls with big breasts and shapely curves and maybe luxurious blond hair… Maybe a girl like Mai... She was a rather appealing specimen of the female sex.
Jounouchi tired to will away his erection.
He did not like guys. He tried to imagine what a real man would be like. They would be nothing like a girl’s soft body and soft scent. Men would have hard lean bodies and strong grips and a musky scent and delicious-cannot-resist-swallowing-
He only got harder.
No! GIRLS!
Jounouchi gave up and unzipped his uniform pants. Spreading his legs open, his hand dove into his boxers to caress the hard shaft.
Fuck.
It felt good.
“Mutt?”
Jounouchi’s eyes snapped open. His erection hadn’t even wilted a bit with this intrusion.
Now he was really fucked.
cheeky_duckie, you're up. Do as you will.
snarkymonkey left it off in ancient Egypt but I really didn't feel like thinking in ancient Egypt mode. I wrote this in a very bitchy and hasty mood. If it is of truly inferior quality, let me know ASAP so I may attempt to rectify such errors or entirely skip my turn. Jounouchi kicked a stray soda can against the side of the school wall. He had quickly tired of Yugi and the other’s conversation. He could only make his excuses as quickly as possible and escape to his “thinking spot” in the most secluded area of the school campus. He found it increasingly hard to focus on anything these days.
It was those fucking dreams.
He kicked the brick wall this time. He ignored the throbbing pain in his toes and slid down against the length of the wall. He ran a hand through his tousled blond hair. It had been three days since he last brushed his hair.
His days were spent dealing with Kaiba and the strange emotions that surfaced when he was around the other boy. The rest of his afternoons were spent as futile attempts to keep up with Yugi and the others and even more worthless attempts to actually do homework. Homework of all things! This constant distraction was driving him mad. He didn’t know what it was. He couldn’t even describe it. All he knew was it was always there, lurking at the back of his mind and pouncing him at the moment he least expecting it.
It was damn frustrating.
Just like those dreams.
His forehead fell against his drawn-up knees.
He groaned. Those fragments of dreams haunted him in his every waking and sleeping hour.
Strong hands swept over the plains of his body, manipulating and playing him like an instrument of lust and desire. There is pain though. The mixture between pain and pleasure was so overwhelming that it became impossible to draw a line to distinguish them. A trail of blood made its way down his cheek and neck. The greedy tongue lapped it up like fine wine. A hot brand of passion nudged his thigh. He spread his legs wider, reveling in his own wanton actions.
It was the body of another man holding and pressing down on him. He struggled to no avail. His attempt to escape was followed by hoarse laughter and a raspy voice whispering promises of decadent pleasures and inevitable pains.
“You will come like never before, my fair hem.”
He whimpered as that talented tongue licked the shell of his ear.
Jounouchi opened his eyes to the wide blue skies above. He rolled his head to a side, chafing the back of his head against the hard brick. That wasn’t the only thing hard…
Was he gay?
Those dreams would seem to indicate so.
No! He liked girls! Girls with big breasts and shapely curves and maybe luxurious blond hair… Maybe a girl like Mai... She was a rather appealing specimen of the female sex.
Jounouchi tired to will away his erection.
He did not like guys. He tried to imagine what a real man would be like. They would be nothing like a girl’s soft body and soft scent. Men would have hard lean bodies and strong grips and a musky scent and delicious-cannot-resist-swallowing-
He only got harder.
No! GIRLS!
Jounouchi gave up and unzipped his uniform pants. Spreading his legs open, his hand dove into his boxers to caress the hard shaft.
Fuck.
It felt good.
“Mutt?”
Jounouchi’s eyes snapped open. His erection hadn’t even wilted a bit with this intrusion.
Now he was really fucked.
cheeky_duckie, you're up. Do as you will.
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Date: 2004-08-15 03:35 pm (UTC)Otherwise, very nicely written (fitting very well to the gothic music were just listening to). ^_^