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Part 1


“Put a few Reese’s Pieces in your mouth and then a bite of mushroom then chew. Do that with each mushroom. That way it won’t taste so bad.” Brian instructed.

Hunter enthusiastically followed his advice. “I’ve only had acid. Someone told me mushrooms are better.”

“Just different.”

The sun was starting to fade and lose its heat. The dense trees around the clearing made the air cooler, their canopy of branches welcoming the night.

“Do you think there’s bears out here? Or pumas?”

“Maybe.” Brian said coolly, hiding his concern. He hadn’t thought of that. “Probably not. If there are, I’ll have to sacrifice you to them. Your flesh is younger with more meat on it.”

“Fuck you. You’ve lived longer than me. A lot longer. You should sacrifice yourself for my youth.”

“Fuck that. Justin can’t live without me. You want him to suffer for eternity?”

“Yes. Ben and Michael couldn’t live without me. I’m their son for fuck’s sake.”

Brian waved his arm dismissively. “You’re obviously Michael’s son. Such a drama queen.”

“So – when will I feel the mushrooms? I don’t feel anything yet.”

“Wait a while. You’ll know when you’re tripping.”

Brian lay on his back and watched the changing colors of the sky; the blue merging to yellow then orange and pink. A full moon was becoming more prominent as it began to make its way to the highest position.

“Full moon. Rad.”

“Fairy weekends are always held on a full moon. Fucking hippy fags.”

“Were you a hippy when you were young?”

“I’m not that fucking old! And no, I wasn’t a hippy. I was a kind of mix of New Wave and Punk. That’s when I was fifteen and sixteen.”

“Punk? Like with a Mohawk and shit?”

“No. I was into the music – and being angry at everything,” he said with a smirk.

“I was more into metal. Metallica mostly. Korn. Marilyn Manson.”

The sky rippled, the different colors moving in waves, clouds forming definite patterns and pictures.

Brian sighed. He was tripping. He lay still for a bit longer, observing how his whole body felt different.

“Woah. Holy shit man.” Hunter sat up suddenly and held his hand out in front of himself, studying it. “The lines on my hand are 3-D. Like really 3-D.” He ran a finger over his palm. “Shit.”

Brian listened to Hunter and the whispering in the trees.

“Brian, someone’s followed us. I can hear them over there. Can you?”

“It’s just the mushrooms. The trees sound like they’re whispering.”

“I’m not sure I like it. How long will I be tripping for?”

“A few hours.”

“What if I can’t handle it?”

“You’ll handle it.” Brian assured him.

“But what if I can’t? What if I freak out and lose my mind?” Hunter sounded truly worried.

Brian sat up. He didn’t know why he always had to look after younger guys. It was like they looked up to him. Fuck knows why. As if he was someone worth looking up to.

“Hunter, you won’t lose your mind. That’s just bullshit that the establishment put out in propaganda to scare people into not doing drugs,” he said to reassure Hunter. It wasn’t entirely true – in college he knew a couple of guys who had lost their minds to drugs – but they were the kind of guys who would have lost their minds somehow anyway.

“Wow. The trees – those big ones – they look like the trees in that book ‘Where The Wild Things Are’. I loved that book. The trees seem alive, don’t you think?”

“Trees are alive.”

“You know what I mean – really alive. Moving and like they have personalities. Like that tree guy in the Lord of the Rings movies.”

“Treebeard. And Lord of the Rings was a book long before it was a movie.”

“Duh – I know that, Brian.”

“Have you read the trilogy?”


“You should. You’d like them.” He lit a cigarette. “I would have fucked Aragorn.”

“Who wouldn’t? Or Boromir. Or Faramir. Those two were hot brothers.” Hunter was now studying his jeans. “Hey the denim looks like canvas. Like a blank blue canvas.”

Brian was enjoying his trip. The mushrooms weren’t too strong and he had a nice buzz going. It was amusing observing Hunter, too.

“Let’s go for a walk. Through the trees.”

“You go.”

“Brian, I can’t go alone. The trees are whispering. I’ll totally freak out. Please.”

Once again he escorted someone younger because they felt safer with him around. He would be no use if they came upon a bear or a mountain lion – he was likely to push Hunter towards the wild animal and run off himself. But if Hunter felt safer then who was he to argue?

Usually he wasn’t into the outdoors but mushroom trips did give a different perspective. He loved the woody scents and the whispering trees, the different greens and the light dappling through the branches. The undergrowth reminded him of fairy stories from his childhood and he imagined little glittery winged creatures frolicking around – much like the guys down at the camp.

After walking around for a while – he wasn’t sure how long – half an hour? An hour – the darkness was closing in.

“Let’s get back to our things. I wouldn’t mind some Beam.”

“Okay.” Hunter followed him back the way they had come.

“What’s that song?”

“What song?”

“Debbie’s favorite song. She plays it a lot. It’s about drugs. A rabbit or some hippy shit.”

“’White Rabbit’”.

“Yeah yeah! How does it go?”

Brian wasn’t about to sing. “’One pill makes you taller, and one pill makes you small…”

“Yes! Ha, that’s funny. I guess it’s about Alice In Wonderland. Did she take mushrooms? Is that why she saw the Mad Hatter and the Queen of Hearts.”

“That’s the general consensus. A lot of childrens literature was subversive.”

“Wow. I never knew. ‘The one that mother gives you, won’t do anything at all’…”

Brian found himself singing ‘White Rabbit’ on mushrooms in the forest with Hunter. Sometimes life took unexpected and crazy turns. They sang a few songs, jumping around and miming guitar playing – Black Sabbath’s ‘Paranoid’, Queen’s ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ and Led Zeppelin’s ‘Stairway to Heaven’.

Brian was shocked that Hunter knew all the words to such songs.

“Duh – my Mom was a total rock chick. She was a groupie to some local bands and she hung out with bikers too. The radio was always set to that shit.”

“Huh.” He watched Hunter munch on a bag of Doritos. He was a complex kid, probably had many different sides to him that Brian didn’t know about. After all that fucked up shit that had happened to him, he imagined the kid had a few demons that he could relate to.

“These Nacho Cheese flavor are full on. Shit – the cheese flavor is salty and tangy. It’s like a thick taste. It’s making me thirsty. Any Coke to go with the Beam.”

“Straight up. No ice, no Coke.”

Time passed quickly while tripping, especially with Hunter’s constant talking. Brian had been lying on his back for a while, eyes closed, listening to the noises around him and feeling like he was starting to come down from the trip.

“What’s your favorite sex position?” Hunter asked out of the blue.

Brian opened an eye and snorted. He could see Hunter’s face, lit by the dying fire. “As if I’d tell you.”

“Go on. I’ll tell you mine.”

“I don’t want to know yours.” Brian always wanted to talk about sex – he just didn’t want to encourage Hunter.

“I like straddling a guy’s thighs while he’s sitting but with my back to him. That angle works really fucking good for me. And I like being able to have the leverage to move myself – it’s like I’m a top while I’m bottoming. Haha.”

Brian got a flash of Justin doing that exact position with him. Christ, he was hot when he was on Brian like that – pounding away with his face screwed up and turned to one side so they could kiss, his thin thighs tensed and…He wanted to fuck Justin now. Why was he down at the camp with those losers?

“Now you.”

“Sideways, behind Justin.”

Hunter raised his eyebrows and nodded. “Tight. I haven’t done that one much. That’s better for slow fucks, right.”

“Yeah but you can still pound in there, too.”

“I like doing it on all fours but not with everyone. Only guys I’ve known a while and trust.” Hunter unwrapped a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup and fiddled with the wrapper. “The first time a guy fucked me – one of Mom’s friends – he held my face into my mattress and he fucked me like that. I bled and I was like freaking out, dude. I thought I’d be into it when I got older but I get flashes of that guy now sometimes…” he shoved the chocolate into his mouth and chewed.

Holy fuck. That just made Brian fucking angry. He wanted to hunt down that guy and kill him slowly with his bare hands. There were some sick fucks in the world and he imagined Hunter had met quite a few of them in his short life – including the one who’d infected him with the virus.

He couldn’t protect Hunter now but he sure as shit wished he’d known the kid when he could have done something to help him. He might have become a vigilante, messing up pedophiles and ruining their lives.

Maybe younger guys sensed that in him – his nurturing side. The side that wanted to look after Justin from the start and try to make his life a little easier when it began to get complicated. Was that why teens looked up to him?

Fuck, he hated the introspection that came with coming down off acid or mushrooms. He liked to drown out those thoughts and analyses – keep them at bay with other drugs designed to numb.

“Hey, are you named after Hunter S. Thompson?” he asked as it occurred to him.

“Yeah. My full name is James Hunter Montgomery. For Jim Morrison and Hunter S. Thompson. My real last name is Montgomery. Or was, before I changed it to Novotny-Bruckner.”

“Hunter is a really fucking cool name. Much cooler than mine – Brian. I always hated my name.” He took a swig of Beam from the bottle. “One of my favorite actors is Montgomery Clift.”

“Oh he was one of the guys in ‘Black Hawk Down’ right?”

Brian laughed and shook his head. “No. Monty died in the Fifties. Great actor.”

“Hmm, don’t know him.”

“I’m going to take a sleeping pill and chill. You want one?”


They lay in their sleeping bags, both on their backs staring at the stars.

Brian must have dozed off because he woke to Hunter nudging his arm. “I’m freezing Brian. The fire went out.”

He felt the cold himself but he was too sedated to coordinate building the fire again.

“Put more clothes on.”

“I got a couple of hoodies…”

“Fuck, it is fucking cold. Give me a hoodie.”

Hunter held up his cell phone’s blue light and rummaged through his back pack. He threw a hoodie at Brian and put on one too. Brian pulled it on and felt around the ground for his leather jacket.

“We can put my jacket over the sleeping bags. You’ll need to move closer.”

Hunter shuffled over, still inside the sleeping bag and lay down against Brian.

Brian spread the jacket over them, hoping the leather would add enough warmth to keep them from freezing to death overnight.


“Well, well, well. Here we were worried sick about you two and you’ve run off and become a couple.” Ted said through a foggy tunnel.

“Hunter, I knew it was only a matter of time until you seduced Brian.” Emmett’s voice trilled.

“I hope this is a fucking nightmare I can wake from.” Brian grumbled and pulled his jacket over his head.

“Brian!” Justin exclaimed and a heavy weight squashed Brian’s aching body. The jacket was yanked away from him and a beaming Justin grinned at him. “I missed you.” He pressed his lips to Brian’s.

Much as it was the best thing to happen right then, Brian turned his head to the side. “Traitor.”

“Brian, I missed you last night. I was worried about you.”

“And I was worried about Hunter.” Michael said. “Anything could have happened out here.”

“We can look after ourselves.” Brian glared at him.

“We weren’t so sure about that,” Ben said with a smile. “Neither of you are the sorts to have excelled in survival skills at Boy Scouts.”

Hunter stirred beside Brian, pressing his face into Brian’s arm and mumbling in his sleep.

“Oh, it is alive.” Emmett sat on the ground, cross-legged.

“You can all leave me and Hunter to ourselves now.” Brian sat up. “We’re having a great time.”

“You look like shit and you’ve slept the morning away.” Ted said.

“Hunter found some mushrooms last night. We tripped and drank and had an interesting night.”

“You gave Hunter magic mushrooms? They could have been poisonous, Brian.” Michael yelled at him. “What if you’d taken the wrong ones and he’d died? I’d never have forgiven you!”

“I know my mushrooms, Mikey. I learned all about them from my hot Scout leader.”

“Oh god, you had a hot Scout leader? Dish.” Emmett grinned in anticipation.

“I can’t believe you gave him magic mushrooms.”

“The boy found them. It was his idea.”

“We’ll talk more about this at home.” Ben looked serious.

Justin was still sitting on top of Brian’s sleeping bag. He moved him off with a shove, “I need to pee.”

He unzipped his sleeping bag and put on his boots. He wanted to drag Justin into the bushes but he felt like shit. His head was foggy and every muscle in his body ached.

“They’re having a big lunch down at camp. Buffet and barbecue. You guys have to come down for it.”

“I’m starving.” Hunter sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“There’ll be coffee, Brian.” Justin called out to him as he pissed against a tree.

Coffee. He needed coffee – about a gallon of it. Maybe he could go to the camp and steal some coffee and then return to his clearing. He could get some sausages from the barbecue too.

His head pounded as he headed back. Justin was looking at him guiltily – all wide-eyed and sweet with his lips pink and pouty. “Did you bring some migraine pills?”

“Yeah. Have you got a migraine?” Justin touched Brian’s cheek.

“No, just a bad headache.”

Hunter had packed his bag in Brian’s absence and turned to follow Michael and Ben.

“You’re heading to fairy camp?” he asked him.

Hunter gave him a sheepish look. “They’ve got a barbecue, Brian. I’m starving. I need to eat.”

“You’re a traitor, too.”

“Come on, Bri. It’s not as bad as you think.” Ted said encouragingly. “I was skeptical but we’ve had a good time. Right Blake?”

“Oh yeah. A lot of fun.”

“At least come and get something for your headache.” Justin helped roll up Brian’s sleeping bag. He knew how to get Brian to do something. He never demanded he do anything – just suggested it. Brian knew Justin’s subtle manipulations and he sometimes liked them.

Brian grumbled incoherently and picked up his jacket and bag. “I’m not participating in any of their hippy shit.”

“I know. As if.”

“What did you do last night? Dance around the fire? Play strip poker? Have an orgy?” Brian walked beside Justin, fifty feet behind the others.

“No. Brian. I got stoned and sat around the fire drinking mulled wine. I was asleep before ten o’clock.”

Brian glanced at him and felt a surge of love in his chest - and his groin. Justin had been surrounded by gay men, probably a few naked ones, and yet he’d gone to bed early – alone.

“Did you and Hunter…” Justin raised his eyebrows at Brian.

Now that was funny. He laughed and put his arm around Justin’s shoulders, pulling him in to kiss his cheek. “All night long.”

Justin jabbed him in the side but laughed. “You ruined our chance to fuck all night when you stormed away.”

“I did? You did. By lying about where we were going. We could be at the loft fucking – or the Waldorf in New York. But you chose fairy faggot weekend.”

“You did by having a big queen out and running away. It wasn’t that bad. You would have enjoyed some of it.”

“As if.” Brian imitated him.

The bright sun was increasing Brian’s headache and making him feel uncomfortable and ill.

He eyed the fairies sitting over near the barbecue, some on chairs, some on blankets on the ground, all chatting and eating.

Brian headed in the opposite direction, towards the cabins.

“Where are you going?” Justin stopped where he was.

“I’m not joining in. I need coffee and pills.” He walked towards a lone picnic table.

“Wait Brian. I’ll get you both.” Justin was good to him. Whenever Brian was under the weather from alcohol and/or drugs he patiently gathered up the necessary things to ease Brian’s suffering, then often gave him a blow job for extra stress relief.

It was hot, and he had too many clothes on. He pulled off his boots and jeans and sat down with just his boxer briefs on. He lit a cigarette. He wished he was near that waterfall – he’d sink into the cool water and instantly feel better.

Justin returned and placed two cups of coffee in front of Brian, then dug into his jeans pocket and held out two white tablets. He sat opposite him, looking concerned.

“Thanks.” Brian swallowed the pills and washed them down with coffee.

“So you had a good mushroom trip?”

“Yeah. Hunter was worried for a while but then he chilled and enjoyed it.”

“I can’t imagine you two tripping together.” Justin shook his head. “What the hell did you talk about?”

“I don’t know. All sorts of crap. We sang some classic rock too – and played air guitar.” He said with a smirk. He’d only admit that to Justin.

“Air guitar? You?”

“I used to play guitar. Michael and I even played at Woody’s once.”

“As a band?” Justin asked incredulously.

“Not exactly.” Brian pointed to a white stone wall off to the side of the camp. “What’s that hideous thing?”

“Showers. On the other side there’s five shower-heads.”

Brian gulped down the remainder of the first cup of coffee and dropped his cigarette butt into it. “I need a shower – now.” He walked around to the other side of the wall. It was just five shower-heads in a wall with a concrete floor and drains. He turned on the middle head, stepped out of his briefs and stood under the cold water. Fuck it felt good.

“Justin, I need your help,” he called out.

Justin appeared beside the showers. “Do you want soap? I’ve got some in my bag.”

Brian tipped his head back under the water and smoothed his hair. He looked at Justin and noticed his nipples hard under his white t-shirt, and his jeans hugged his thighs just right.


With one swift movement, Brian grabbed Justin’s t-shirt and pulled him flush against him, under the water fully clothed.

Before Justin could squeal with the shock of it, he covered his mouth with his own, pressing his tongue against Justin’s, stifling any protest. His hands dug into the perfect ass cheeks and ground his hips against Justin’s.

Justin’s hands were in Brian’s hair, tugging as he kissed him.

Brian pulled back and smiled at him.

“Everyone can see us.” Justin’s eyes darted towards the barbecue area.

Brian didn’t even look, merely shrugged. “Lucky them.” He held Justin’s shoulder and turned him to face the wall.

He hoped Justin would be into it. He half expected him to leave the shower and be mad at him.

Instead he stood passively with his back to Brian, while his t-shirt was peeled off him, his jeans yanked down to his ankles, and pulled off, leg by leg. Brian loved it when he let him undress him, patiently waiting to be stripped before being fucked.

Brian kissed and sucked at Justin’s bare back as Justin placed his palms against the wall, his ass sticking out invitingly.

It had been two nights since Brian had been inside him and he didn’t want to wait a moment longer.

There was no lube so he held Justin’s cheeks apart and let the water run down his crack, fingering the hole teasingly, pressing his thumb inside.

He entered slowly and pulled out all the way, and back in. He couldn’t help but emit a groan in Justin’s ear as he bit it. Justin moved against him in their automatically synchronized rhythm. They knew each other’s paces and the signs when they were about to speed up or slow down.

It was the best hangover cure for him. Cool water and Justin’s hot tight ass. He didn’t even want to pound into it or go faster. The slow, deep thrusts were perfect.

He gripped Justin’s cock as he sensed him getting closer to coming. Justin’s head dropped forward and Brian bent his body over him, stomach to back, jerking his hand faster.

They came at the same time and Brian pushed deeper inside before withdrawing. He held Justin’s cheeks apart and let the water wash his ass.

Catcalls and wolf whistles exploded from the barbecue area.

Brian had completely forgotten about the audience. He smirked at them.

Justin straightened up hurriedly, turned around and pressed his face into Brian’s chest. “Oh god Brian. They all watched.”

He wrapped an arm tightly around him and turned off the shower with the other. “I hope they got their money’s worth. It was probably the best part of this shitty weekend for them. I know it was for me.”

“I have to go and get changed into dry clothes.” Justin pulled away and gathered up his wet ones.

“Why are you embarrassed?” Brian followed him, in all his naked glory.

“It’s broad daylight. They could see everything. It’s not like in the backroom where it’s dark and crowded and guys mostly do their own thing.” Justin walked into the nearest cabin.

Brian followed and sat on a lower bunk bed. “You’re getting modest in your old age.”

“I’m twenty-four. It’s just more exposed than Babylon or the baths.”

“It was hot. You’re hot.” Brian pulled Justin down and lay on the bed. He didn’t want Justin to be embarrassed and upset. Maybe those lesbian fairies had brainwashed him into being ashamed of public sex.

“Mmm. You are, Mr Kinney. I still can’t believe we can do it raw. Shit, it’s fucking hot.”

Brian smoothed Justin’s hair off his face. “The hottest. It’s been a whole three months and it’s still like it’s the first time. I can’t get enough of it. Or you.”

“Ahem.” Ben stood at the door to the cabin. “You’ve got an hour until we’re leaving. And Michael and I will be needing to pack our bags soon.”

“Professor, we’re not going to fuck again. We just did it.” Brian smirked at him.

“We’re not?” Justin looked disappointed.

“Okay, maybe once more for the road.” He looked at Ben. “Outdoor sex is hot.”

“This isn’t the outdoors.” Ben gestured to the inside of the cabin.

“It is if the door is open.”

Ben shook his head. “We’re coming to pack our bags in half an hour.” He closed the door on them.

“The weekend wasn’t a total bust.” Justin kissed Brian’s nose.

“Not totally. The last half hour redeemed it somewhat.”

“One more for the road? We can pretend we’re at school camp, sneaking a quickie away from the teachers and other students.” Justin stroked Brian’s cock.

“Aaaah. I was thinking more of Scout camp.”

“You’re incorrigible, Brian.”

“It’s why you love me, Sunshine.”





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Nov. 28th, 2008 02:23 am (UTC)
LOL, I loved it! So funny and so very Brian all the way. Singing and tripping - I could just see it.

And Justin really knows how to handle cranky Brian.

I needed something to pick me up and this was perfect.

Thanks for sharing!

Laurie ♥
Nov. 28th, 2008 03:11 am (UTC)
LOL glad it picked you up a bit *hugs*
Justin is the only one who can help cranky Brian.
Thanx hon.
Nov. 28th, 2008 03:04 am (UTC)
ROFL oh, this was just fabulous!!! perfect reading for a much too early Friday morning, and being awake because I'm MISREABLE with the flu or a cold or something. :((

but nothing like a bit of raw, public fucking to make it all better. :D

...oh, and the rest of the fic wasn't too shitty either... ;-)

LOL BRILLIANT job, love!
Nov. 28th, 2008 03:12 am (UTC)
LOL I was just going to email you the link cos of your laziness sickness :P Glad you liked it.

Get better honey bunny *huggles*
Nov. 28th, 2008 03:49 am (UTC)
I agree with Brian the last part of trip was the best and must be repeated at least 5 times a day .....

Nov. 28th, 2008 08:32 pm (UTC)
LOL that sounds like a good idea ;)

Thanx hon :D
Nov. 28th, 2008 04:14 am (UTC)
Brilliant, sweetie!

Loved every word. So IC and yet so sweet...the perfect progression of the B/J relationship!

*hugs you*
Nov. 28th, 2008 08:46 pm (UTC)
Aww thanx - that's a real nice compliment Izzy. *hugs*
Nov. 28th, 2008 06:30 am (UTC)
What a way to start my Friday!
Hot, raw sex and funny scenes in a perfect mixture.
It made me sigh happily that Brian's favorite position was
Sideways, behind Justin. Not behind anyone, but behind Justin!

Nov. 28th, 2008 10:18 am (UTC)
LOL yes sideways. I can't see Brian doing sideways with anyone else. ;)
Thanx Susanne :D
Nov. 28th, 2008 08:20 am (UTC)
how very brian to be tripping and yet still feel unworthy.

it was suprising that he and hunter got along for a change.

doesn't matter where the shower is,the sex is always hot.
Nov. 28th, 2008 10:16 am (UTC)
LOL yes any shower will do.

Brian did get a bit introspective on the trip ;)

Thanx hon. Hope you had a good Thanksgiving.
Nov. 28th, 2008 09:23 am (UTC)
besides being funny, this was veeeeery hot! I still think that you had a brilliant idea by putting Brian and Hunter together!!! that was so unusual....
Nov. 28th, 2008 10:24 am (UTC)
Thanx a lot. I love Brian and I love Hunter :P

Glad you found it hot.
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Nov. 28th, 2008 09:46 am (UTC)
Great ending & yay for raw sex, the best kind ever :)

Loved it, even moaning BK,,later jx
Nov. 28th, 2008 08:47 pm (UTC)
LOL raw B/J sex is good!

thanx a lot hon :)
Nov. 28th, 2008 03:32 pm (UTC)
Loved it. Very funny, loved Brian and Hunter's interaction, very well done.
And Justin sure knows how to handle cranky Brian.LOL!

Enjoyed this very much.
Nov. 28th, 2008 08:48 pm (UTC)
Hehe Justin is an expert - he wrote the manual :)
Thanx hon, happy you liked it.
Nov. 28th, 2008 07:10 pm (UTC)
This was so funny and awesome! Brian is awesome, Justin is awesome and them together... well, double awesome! And they do it raw! Yay!

Nov. 28th, 2008 08:32 pm (UTC)
LOL they are awesome together ♥

Thanx hon :)
Nov. 28th, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
that was great :D
Nov. 29th, 2008 04:14 am (UTC)
Thanx hon - glad you liked it :D
Nov. 29th, 2008 05:45 am (UTC)
i just grinned ear to ear while i read this chapter...even through brian's headache.

it all started with-

“Put a few Reese’s Pieces in your mouth and then a bite of mushroom then chew. Do that with each mushroom. That way it won’t taste so bad.” Brian instructed.

lol...those reeses are everywhere!!

hunter and brian singing, air guitars, tripping...they had quite an adventure of their own.

i did like brian's protective thoughts about hunter when he related this incident -

...he held my face into my mattress and he fucked me like that. I bled and I was like freaking out, dude.

then my grinning reappeared!

(and that reese's p-nut butter cup did not get by me!)

this was hysterical to me -

“Well, well, well. Here we were worried sick about you two and you’ve run off and become a couple.” Ted said through a foggy tunnel.

and of course, hot outdoor sex, brian and justin being brian and justin made this fic so much fun.

Nov. 29th, 2008 09:31 pm (UTC)
Thanx Jeannie hon. LOL at Reeses.... :P

I'm glad you liked it and it made you laugh *hugs*
Nov. 30th, 2008 10:03 am (UTC)

Funny and sweet! Thanks for fixing the link.

Dec. 1st, 2008 04:08 am (UTC)
Thanx hon - glad you liked it. Thanx for pointing out the faulty link ;)
Nov. 30th, 2008 03:41 pm (UTC)
Normally ice-cool Hunter starting to freak out a little--hmmm, perhaps it's his exposure to Mikey!!

Brian in a hoodie--ROFLMFAO!! *watch your closet, Justin!!*

YAY!! Black Sabbath, Queen, Metallica, Korn, Marilyn Manson and The Greatest Rock Band in History, Led Zeppelin. *sees Brian alternately pretending to be Jimmy Page playing the double-neck guitar AND being a prancing Robert Plant* Squeeeee.....

Gasp! B/J!Public!Sex!! Yuuummeeeee....

You know how much I enjoyed this story. I hope you get more Brian-and-Hunter-are-Buddies story ideas.

Hugs, Dee
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:11 am (UTC)
Heehee Brian would SO be a mix of Jimmy and Robert LOL.

I love that you loved it.

And...OMG - how much do I love Pinky and the Brain??? I have them as my facebook profile pic. *_* Eeep - they were gay after all - your gif proves it.

*squishes you*
Nov. 30th, 2008 05:58 pm (UTC)
LOL, great story! I had a smile on my face the whole time. And the raw sex at the end made it even better *happy sigh* :D
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:13 am (UTC)
Thanx a lot - glad you are happy and liked the raw sex. :D
Nov. 30th, 2008 08:52 pm (UTC)
This was fun, fun, FUN!!
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:06 am (UTC)
Thanx a lot - I'm really happy you enjoyed it. :)
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:06 am (UTC)
very fun- I always love humourous stories- I was somewhat leary of reading Brian and Hunter, but throughly enjoyed the story. You pegged them well. Outdoor sex with an audience and raw to boot- very cool.
Dec. 1st, 2008 04:14 am (UTC)
I'm pleased you liked Brian and Hunter - esp after you were a bit leery. Thanx :)
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Dec. 22nd, 2008 07:54 am (UTC)
How did I miss your comment? Heehee glad you liked it ♥
Dec. 22nd, 2008 05:22 am (UTC)



Dec. 22nd, 2008 07:54 am (UTC)
Heehee You are!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dec. 22nd, 2008 07:02 am (UTC)
I loved every single minute of it. Brian and Hunter singing and playing air guitar and finding out stuff about each other. Adorable. Hot shower sex, just the best.
Dec. 22nd, 2008 07:09 pm (UTC)
Heehee happy you liked hot shower sex ;) thanx hon.
Dec. 22nd, 2008 08:30 am (UTC)
I really liked this. It was fun watching Brian with Hunter but it was so hot watching Brian and Justin. You also kept the boys in character which is not easy to do so congratulations.
Dec. 22nd, 2008 07:08 pm (UTC)
Oh thank you. Its always good to hear when someone says the boys are in character. :D
Jan. 4th, 2009 04:34 pm (UTC)
Great premise and a fun, unique fic. Thanks!
Jan. 4th, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
Oooh your icon *stares*

Thanx for commenting. I'm happy you thought it was unique. :D
Jan. 10th, 2009 05:14 pm (UTC)
Great story. Hunter + Brian + mushrooms= LMAO. Thanks.

Jan. 10th, 2009 09:14 pm (UTC)
LOL I'm happy you liked Brian and Hunter tripping. It was fun to write. Thanx for reading and commenting. I appreciate it Erica.
Jan. 11th, 2009 04:51 pm (UTC)
that was great. I loved it.
Many thanks.
Sep. 15th, 2009 12:25 am (UTC)
Thanx a lot. I'm glad you liked it.
(LJ never notified me of your comment hence the late response - sorry)
Sep. 13th, 2009 10:13 pm (UTC)
Hi! I stumbled upon your fic today. It was really cute and fun to read!
Sep. 15th, 2009 12:24 am (UTC)
Oh thanx. I'm glad you liked it :D
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