William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
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Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 8, 2007 1:44:29 GMT -5
He opened his eyes with confusion as Gavin pulled away, but was relieved to find it was just that he needed to remove his hoodie. Relieved, and a little bit nervous. He really didn't think Gavin was trying to shed clothes for the sake of shedding them, and it really was a warm day out, considering it was still summer and the heat hadn't completely diminished. Will watched him remove the hoodie, not holding back his tiny, infamous smirk. But, when he was expecting Gavin's lips to connect with his once more, he hadn't realized that Gavin would place the kisses on his neck. He let out the same, small, pleasured noise at the unexpected heat on his neck. He closed his eyes, moaning gently, scumming to the feeling when Gavin pulled away again. He frowned without thinking and looked at him, seeing a questioning look in his eyes. Will gave him another small smile, sliding the jacket that was quickly becoming sticky, and letting it fall quickly to the floor. "Do it again," he commanded in a whisper, bringing his hands back up to Gavin's head.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 8, 2007 1:55:25 GMT -5
The moan and the whispered command he received were good enough for Gavin. He leaned back down and started kissing his neck once again, this time not so light. He pressed his lips almost feverishly against Will's skin, eventually pausing in his kisses to give an experimental suck. After a moment of that, he returned to kissing, chuckling slightly even as he did so. He was bound to have left behind a hickey, even though it was likely a small one. For some reason he was always amused by hickeys. He had never exactly understood why this amused him, and he didn't think he'd ever figure it out. It just did. He could be a bit of a weirdo sometimes and this was a good example of that fact. He got over his little bought of amusement and moved from the side of Will's neck to the front, planting a single kiss on his Adam's apple, before continuing to the other side of his neck. Another weird thing of his was that he couldn't kiss just one side of someone's neck. It had to be evenly distributed. Yes, once again, he was a weirdo.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 9, 2007 19:01:26 GMT -5
Will was largely surprised when Gavin so willingly obeyed what he had asked of him, figuring that he would think that it was too much. He'd hoped he continue to kiss his neck, but wasn't necessarily expecting it. He tried to think of a logical reason, or anything at all, but thinking was slightly difficult at the moment. Comprehending anything in his mind wasn't much of a possibility as of then, considering that all he could think about and feel was Gavin's lips on his neck, not the mention the sucking he was adding to it, making even more pleasurable. WHO could really expect him to think at that point? He bit his lip, closing his eyes, enjoying the sensation more than he ever thought he would. He hadn't remembered how it felt, but now it was flooding back to him and he realized how much he'd missed being with someone. He didn't want to make his lip bleed with th pressure he was applying to it, but he couldn't stop himself from biting it. The way he placed his lips on Will's neck was different, though, than most. He knew that there was at least one hickey, but Gavin was kissing numerous places along his throat, spreading the effect. Will whimpered again, running his hands down from Gavin's hair to his sides. "God," he said, his breath heavy. "That feels amazing." It really did, and he was surprised at how much he missed it.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 9, 2007 19:29:42 GMT -5
Will's murmurings and heavy breathing were beginning to have quite an effect on Gavin. Though, like anybody, he certainly enjoyed being on the receiving end of attention such as he was giving Will, he enjoyed giving pleasure equally, if not even a little bit more. The tiniest things were incredibly stimulating to him, like the light tough of Will's hands on his side, and the little whimpering noises he was making. It was the little things like these that, to put it simply, most turned him on. And he was certainly turned on right now... He found himself thinking 'shit' as he came to the realization that the evidence of just how arousing he found the simplest of auditory stimulation or the lightest touch was beginning to manifest itself in certain parts of him. This should be a signal to stop, but he didn't want to. He was enjoying himself far too much, and he still assured himself that he would stop before anything happened that he or Will would regret. His resolve to not go much farther than they already had would be fought by his body's need to gain the pleasure it wanted, but he was confident his mind would win. For the time being, he was content to kiss the area of Will's chest that was exposed by his v-neck shirt, while the hand that wasn't holding him up rested on Will's hip.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
Posts: 181
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 9, 2007 20:12:50 GMT -5
Will knew that he wasn't ready to go farther than what he was comfortable with, but at that specific point in time, he couldn't be sure how far his 'comfortable' zone extended. The way things were feeling now, he was pretty sure that they could go a lot farther than he originally thought they ever would. It was most likely just his body taking over, getting greedy, and wanting more. He needed his mind to make sense, but everything that had to do with common sense and knowing when to stop was basically flying out the window. Most of it was due to how his body was responding to Gavin's touches and lips. At least, specific parts of his body. As his chest soon felt Gavin's warm lips, he sharplytook in a breath, his eyes still closed, succumbing to the feeling of it, indulging in it as his hands wandered. They made their way farther down his sides until they were at the hem of his shirt. Without thinking, they were soon under it, now resting on his sides, inside the shirt, rather than out. He was running them up his back before tracing back down his sides, wondering if it would induce any sort of pleasure on Gavin that he himself was receiving.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 9, 2007 20:31:50 GMT -5
Will's simple act of slipping his hands up Gavin's shirt resulted in two things. One was that his certain arousal heightened by rather large amounts. The second, being a more or less direct result of the first, was that he seemed to go into autopilot, as his mind was beginning to care more about doing what his body wanted than keeping in control like he had originally planned. The amount of skin Will's shirt revealed no longer seemed enough, and the hand that had been rested on Will's hip now took hold of the hem of the boy's shirt. Before he even realized what he was doing or considered if it was a good plan, he had pulled the shirt up and over Will's head, depositing it on the floor with their jackets. Gavin studied Will's chest and stomach for a moment, letting his eyes get their fill, before leaning down and planting several kisses on lower chest and down toward his stomach. Some vague part of his mind registered the fact that things might be getting more than a little bit out of control, but he didn't try to stop himself. He was still on autopilot. His brain had more or less given in to what his body wanted, and what his body wanted right now was Will.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 9, 2007 20:51:22 GMT -5
Now it was becoming clear, even in Will's foggy mind, that Gavin was becoming more vigilant and willing to go farther than Will had thought he would either. In fact, he'd suspected that Gavin would be less in favor of going far then he, but he wasn't so sure of that now. Especially after he'd taken Will's shirt off so quickly; a move that caused Will to shiver slightly. Both out of the loss of fabric on his upper body, and the fact that he could feel himself begin studied and observed by Gavin's dark eyes. He was self conscious of his stomach, as he was about most of his body. He still thought he was fat, even if his ribs could be seen. They weren't sticking out terribly, but he definitely was skinnier than a boy of his height should be. Luckily, once again, Gavin didn't take this in and instead kissed him nearing the spot he was so defensive about. Even his doubts about himself were being lost in a whirlwind of arousal as Gavin's kisses were planted lower on his chest and stomach. He let out several small moans beneath his panting breath, his already tight pants becoming almost unbearably so. His hands, still beneath the layer of cloth, decided that they wanted Gavin to be bear chested as well. Well, not only his hands, but they were the things to quickly lift it over Gavin's head, just like Gavin had removed his. There were pros and cons to this. For one, it caused Gavin to break his kissing of Will's stomach, but it also allowed for the other boy to be shirtless as well, at which he had to smile slightly.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 9, 2007 21:09:46 GMT -5
Even after Will has successfully removed his shirt, Gavin didn't immediately return to kissing him. Instead he paused to simply look at him. After a bit of this, he said, decisively, "You know what? You are fuckin' sexy." He felt he had to share this, simply to cement the fact in his mind. He honestly found Will to be extremely attractive, and because he was still somewhat awed over having these feelings for a guy, he felt like he almost needed to say the thoughts out loud to make them real. After a moment, he smiled. "Though you could maybe use a little meat on ya. You're like a beanpole or something." His tone of voice was affectionately joking. This joking hid some very real worry he was beginning to feel, however. Though he liked most of what he saw when he removed Will's shirt, just how tiny he was worried Gavin. He was stick thin, and he didn't like the fact that there didn't seem to be even an ounce of fat covering his ribs. Though he suspected Will was naturally very slender, his mind did return on some level to the partially eaten apple, and the fact that the alcohol had effected him like he hadn't eaten in days. Still, thoughts like these could wait for later. Shaking them off, he leaned down again and kissed his stomach, this time moving still lower, until he had more or less made his way down to the point where Will's pants prevented him from going any further down. He paused here, unsure exactly how he should proceed, and absently giving Will another hickey, this time there on his lower stomach, while trying to decide.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 9, 2007 21:42:14 GMT -5
Will's lengthy hair stuck to his neck in parts from his slight sweatiness, and his chest heaved slightly as he studied Gavin's own chest and torso, waiting for his next movement. For a moment, Gavin didn't do anything for a second except for what appeared to be study Will's body again. Will wasn't sure if he minded the attention or not. He was nervous that Gavin would think that he was ugly, or misshapen or something. He always felt that he looked weird. As Gavin began. asking that rhetorical question, Will flinched slightly, afraid that what would come next was an insult. it wasn't that he though Gavin would be a person to state one, but he always had that fear that he wouldn't be good enough for anyone. And, at the moment, Gavin was the only person he wanted to be good enough for. So, as the blow came, it wasn't really what he'd been expecting. He was sexy? He looked at him with a slightly bewildered expression, before looking down at his stomach, about to object. That was his problem, if someone did compliment him, he wouldn't believe it. it was a habit, hard for him to break. And, once Gavin went off on how he was skinny, well, he definitely didn't believe that. He didn't think he was skinny. Gavin said it jokingly, so most likely he didn't know of Will's lack of eating habits, and that was always a good thing. He almost objected again, but Gavin's lips once more found Will's stomach, this time traversing lower than they ever had. Will leaned back, panting as Gavin sucked on the skin above his jean line, those jeans tighter than would ever become comfortable in a certain part. He held Gavin's head to where it was above his stomach, shutting his eyes. Somehow this made him forget about his bodily doubts, and just concentrate on what Gavin was doing to him.
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Sept 9, 2007 22:03:16 GMT -5
Peyton pulled up the zipper on her red clandestine hoodie. Fall came super early around here, frankly it drove the girl crazy. She ruffled her curly hair, her black converse leading her up the stairs. She was going up to her dorm, simply to grab her notebook. She had seen a merry-go-round in the middle of the park, and being a diehard 'Catcher in the Rye' fan she couldn't resist sketching it or atleast obsess over it. Art nerd. Maybe I'll run into Will, she thought, she had fun with him. He was good to have as a roomie, and she was glad she didn't have some perv eyeing her up every five seconds when he thought she wasn't looking.
Peyton walked down the hallway, her gray skinny jean clad legs walking at their normal pace. She was an idiot with keys. She had way too many, most of them she didn't even use. When was the next time she'd need to get into her aunt's house in Cape Cod? Well, maybe for a weekend when she was away, but other than that never. She grabbed her dorm key, turning it in the lock, opening the door. Oh shit, this was awkward. Her eyes widened slightly and she stifled an "Oh shit!" when she saw Will with some other guy. She turned on her heel, walking back out, shutting the door behind her. Peyton was half way down the hallway before she broke down laughing at what had just happened. Awkward moments, other than puns they made her life.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 9, 2007 22:14:46 GMT -5
Gavin had just been reaching for Will's zipper when he heard the sound of a door opening. By the time his distracted brain realized what had happened, the girl had already left the room, shutting the door again, and Gavin was on the floor, having jumped from the shock of a sudden noise and landed there. "Oh my fucking god what just happened?" He asked quickly, looking toward the closed door in obvious confusion. "Who was that?!" Panic was starting to edge into his voice. He assumed it was Will's roommate, and though he doubted she much cared what Will did, Gavin still wasn't at all pleased with the fact that she had seen him with Will. And she had apparently seen quite a lot, as he had been caught in the heat of the moment. What if she was a gossip? He didn't really know a thing about the girl, so for all he knew she could be. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm his breathing, which was short and jagged partially from what he had just been doing and partially from his current panic. He began to reason with himself, thinking that he was lucky. She could have walked in five or ten minutes later. At the rate he had been going, in five or ten minutes time, he would have been in a far more embarrassing situation. He swallowed, then looked over at Will. "W-was that your roommate?" He questioned shakily. He tried to hide the panic in his voice, but he failed. He just couldn't help it.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 9, 2007 22:35:32 GMT -5
Will had felt Gavin's hand moving farther down, closer to his zipper, when he heard something jingling from outside the door. No, it couldn't be, he was probably just hearing things. Wait, but no, it was jingling. He opened his eyes and looked forward just in time to see a flash of blond hair, hear an exclamation, and see the door close once more. Peyton. He loved the girl, but it was at the moment that he kind of wanted to kill her. Gavin was now on the floor, his face showing obvious confusion and shock. Will's was showing shock and fear. He knew what would come of this, and he knew that Gavin wasn't going to want to be near him again anytime soon. That would be the only thing Will could figure he'd want to do, considering that they'd just been seen nearly doing it by his roommate. First of all, he knew that Gavin definitely didn't even want to be seen kissing him in public, but to be seen shirtless with him by one person could ruin him. Will felt for Gavin, slightly. Sure, he wanted to be public with him, but Gavin wasn't ready for that. And Will felt completely responsible for whatever came of it. And this thought was killing him. He put his hands to his face, exhaling into them as e fell back onto the bed. Still covering his face and eyes he mumbled,"Shit. Yes." Peyton was his friend, yeah, but she didn't know that she simply couldn't tell anyone about this. His pants were feeling slightly less tight now as he breathed in and out in silence. He could sense the tension and the fear in Gavin's voice. He took his hands from his eyes and looked at the blank ceiling. "I'm so sorry, Gavin," he said quietly and shamefully. "Maybe... maybe I could go talk to her. If I ask her not to tell anyone..." he said both to himself and Gavin. He was almost certain that she wouldn't say anything if he asked. But, he still understood Gavin's fear and panic of anyone seeing them.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 10, 2007 21:18:01 GMT -5
Gavin swallowed loudly and tried to find words. He wanted to tell Will that it really wasn't his fault and that he shouldn't feel bad. The fact was, it wasn't his fault at all, it was a complete accident. And he could tell by Will's voice that he was sort of blaming himself. Try as he might though, Gavin just couldn't get himself to tell him it was okay. In fact, all he managed to do was nod at Will's suggestion of asking her to keep quiet, and murmur a tiny "yeah." He was starting to get angry at himself once again. He looked at Will, and the poor boy looked so small and scared. It was amazing how tiny such a tall guy could look. He wanted so badly to make him feel better, prove that he hadn't done anything wrong. Will probably though he was mad or something. He wasn't, he wasn't at all. But he probably sounded like he was, simply because he couldn't make himself tell Will otherwise. Unable to continue looking at Will, Gavin instead looked at the floor, hugging his own knees and staying quiet. There was nothing else he could really do.
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William&Lili&Ryan™
Old School Ninja
Best of de Best
Just another phase of finding what I really need is what makes me bleed, like a new disease.
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Post by William&Lili&Ryan™ on Sept 10, 2007 21:58:43 GMT -5
It wasn't like he'd expected Gavin to comfort him, tell him that it was alright and that he'd get over it, but there had definitely been a fair amount of hope in regards to that happening. But, as he'd expected, all Gavin did was almost nothing. He was just staying on the floor, not moving from his position. Will's breaths finally slowed and he nodded to himself, because he doubted Gavin could see him that well form where he sat. Will heaved a sigh and sat up, looking around for his shirt. He stood from the bed, not looking at Gavin, and found his shirt near Gavin's hoodie. He put it on as quickly as he could, beginning to feel very exposed in front of Gavin, even if he'd been willing to shed all of his clothes just a few moments previous. And, even if it was his room, he felt like he needed to get out of it. He just needed to get away from Gavin for a few minutes. He'd talk to Peyton if he could, but if not, he still needed some fresh air. So, still keeping all words to himself, he opened the door and closed it behind him. He was afraid to try to talk to Gavin, or to even look at him. He couldn't place exactly why, but he just needed to get away from him. Or, maybe he did know why, he just wasn't going to admit to himself what he was going to do until he did it. He looked around for Peyton quickly, but to no avail. She was already gone. This was a fact he was slightly thankful for, considering that the tears were already starting to well in his russet colored eyes. Wiping them away, he made his swift way to the empty bathroom that was a ways down the hall. At times like these, the only reason he could find for Gavin not wanting to be with him was because he wasn't good enough. And, good enough, in Will's book, meant skinny. It wasn't like he'd eaten anything but the apple in the last few hours, not including the coffee. But, he had to get rid of it. It had been so long since he'd done this, but it was ingrained in his mind. He didn't even need a toothbrush anymore. Opening the door of the stall, he emptied the however small amount of contents of his stomach into the toilet, tears following soon after. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, the tears now coming in greater amounts. He'd never be good enough for anyone, this he had convinced himself. Especially not Gavin. Will somehow found the flush in his blurry vision. He heard the water rinse away his shame, falling from his knees so that he was sitting, his head against the dirty bathroom stall, crying for the first time in over two years.
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Post by Gavin/Sid/Holden on Sept 10, 2007 22:14:07 GMT -5
It took a few minutes for Gavin to calm down enough to think that perhaps he should follow Will. He felt like maybe, if he tried hard enough, this time he might just be able to explain that things would be okay and he wasn't mad in any way. Getting to his feet, he found his shirt and put it on, leaving his hoodie on the floor, before heading out into the hall. He glanced both ways, expecting to maybe see Will in the hall talking to Peyton. There was no sign of him. After a moment he headed down the hall, nearly passing the bathroom. He stopped just as he was about to pass it, because he heard crying from inside. He went sort of numb, hearing it, then quickly turned and entered the bathroom. There he found Will, the stall door still open, crying his eyes out. This horrified him, because he had done it. He had to be the reason that Will was sobbing on the bathroom floor. He felt sick to his stomach, and wanted very much to throw up. That was how bad he felt about it. Throwing up wouldn't solve the problem though. Instead he entered the stall and sat near him, before doing the first thing that came to mind. He pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, not even caring about the fact that someone could easily come in to find him hugging another guy on the bathroom floor. He kissed the side of Will's head once and shut his eyes. "Shit Will..." He mumbled, his voice shaking slightly. "Please don't cry." He felt like crying himself now but he held the tears back.
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