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 Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:26 pm
Derrik could not have stopped the wicked grin that spread over his face at Nathan's comments about last night. He did so very much enjoy a rave review of his performance. He had a large ego and it occasionally demanded much stroking. Of course, he could not think of any part of him that did not enjoy much stroking. But it was Nathan's previous comments that prompted his response. "I suppose you are correct; it does seem smarter to wait until marriage. Assuming you can trust the one you marry, but that seems like it should be inherent. But we do not always do what seems smart. That is a part of life." Derrik thought back to his own first experience. Idly he plays with Nathan's hair and touches his face, tracing a thumb over his lips. "My first was a club owner named Michael. He was a good eight years older than me, definitely wasn't interested in more than one night and damn was he insistent. I hadn't ever met anybody like him; I didn't know how to react. I had to have told him a dozen times I wasn't into men. I think one of those times I was already in his car. Funny the things you do not realize about yourself until someone else points them out for you. I didn't think I was ready for sex, so I didn't think I'd have any trouble saying no to it. I count myself lucky; he always kept around a few extra condoms for his surprise encounters." Derrik wasn't certain why he was telling Nathan any of this. Did he feel obligated because Nathan had shared his experience? Had he just really wanted to tell someone all along? Nathan certainly had not asked. What would he think of what Derrik had said? Oddly, though it worried him slightly, Derrik was not overly concerned. Perhaps he really had wanted to be able to share with someone. And yet, there was still so much more he hadn't told Nathan, starting with what sort of club and why he was even there. Or that he had gone back several times, that he'd spent a few more nights here and there with the owner. Derrik had changed a lot from the fumbling young man in denial he'd been then; Michael had not been shy about teaching Derrik what he liked.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 11:44 pm
Mason shrugged slightly. "I guess." It wasn't her style really, but she could deal with it. She looked up at Colleen as she entered. "Hey, Col. What's up?" she said, watching her collapse on the couch. "How was your night?" she asked curious to know what she had been up to.
[[Oy, school starts Wednesday on my side. Can't be on past 10. It's 10:44 here. Do the time diff, like Christian.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 4:30 am
Nathan chuckled a bit at Derrik's little story. "Well, I should thank him. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here today!" Nathan chuckled out. He lent up and kissed Derrik's lips softly and then his stomach decided it was time for food. "Come on. I'll make us breakfast if no ones awake already." Nathan got up, grabbed some fresh clothes, his piercings, and his pill bottle and went to the bathroom. "And, no. I'm not gonna change in there, I'm taking a shower. Care to join me?" Nathan smiled teasingly. He made sure to stick out his butt a little and sway his hips as he walked, trying to coax Derrik into joining him. He got to the bathroom, closed the door, but didn't lock it, and turned on the shower. After a quick second, Nathan jumped in and waited for his love.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 4:47 am
Derrik playfully swatted Nathan's rump, then watched him saunter off into the bathroom. "Goddamned little flirt." He mutters to himself, though he smiles. Ah, why the hell not? He would share Nathan's shower. Having decided on this, Derrik rises from the bed with a languid stretch then heads into the bathroom. He could worry about clothing after the fact; besides, all of his fresh clothing was in his own room. Derrik stepped into the shower behind Nathan. "Hmn. Now I have you trapped, naked in a small space. I think I could stay in here forever."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 1:25 pm
Nathan giggled. He lent forward and started kissing Derrik. Only after a few minutes, the two began to go at it just like the night before.
30 minutes later...
Nathan was panting. He, again, shared a hot, magical experience with Derrik. Just this time, it was in the shower and standing up. A bit of a different experience for Nathan. Nathan slid himself down from Derrik and kissed him again. "Damn, you're good at this!" Nathan said chuckling. "But, alas. I am hungry. And I need food. So, I'm gonna get dressed and get my crap together. And, no, I will not forget my pills." Nathan smiled and kissed Derrik tenderly and softly. Nathan pulled away slowly and got out of the shower. He dried off, got his clothes on, put his piercings in and his beeper went off. He grabbed his beeper and his pill bottle and went to the kitch. He dumped two pills in his mouth and grabbed a bottle of water, guzzling it down with in seconds. "Ahhh." He announced as he wipped his mouth. Nathan began to make breakfast for him and Derrik; eggs, bacon, sausage patties, sausage links, pancakes, and biscuts. He sure was hungry.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 1:43 pm
"I will be down as soon as I have actually showered." Derrik replies in amusement as Nathan is leaving the bathroom. It did not take him long to scrub up and rise down. Especially since he was in a hurry; who knew how much hot water there was left after they had already used up a half hour's worth. Derrik stepped out and toweled off, humming lightly to himself. He could not immediately place the tune but he shrugged and continued to hum it anyway. Clean, dry, naked and still seeing everything blurred, Derrik first went into Nathan's room to gather his clothes from the night before and take care of them. Only then did he finally head into his own room to dress and put on his glasses. He wore a white, button down shirt; he owned a hell of a lot of those. Then it was on with khaki slacks, dark trouser socks and brown loafers. This was what most of Derrik's closet looked like; he almost could not fathom the riot of color Nathan's wardrobe was.
Now ready to face the day, Derrik grabbed his day planner, flipped through it for a moment, then finally started downstairs. The scent of breakfast hit his nose and his stomach actually grumbled. Derrik held a hand to it with a look of surprise. His stomach normally never had the chance to audibly complain since he certainly ate well for such a thin fellow. Of course, he had expended quite a bit of energy. More than he usually did when one counted the morning after. Derrik heads into the kitchen but just stops to watch Nathan work, head tilted and a small smile gracing his lips.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 4:22 pm
Colleen shrugged a well as she could in her current position, raising her right hand parallel with the floor and shaking it side to side. "Good. I just shouldn't'a sat down for a drink with the guys." She chuckled mirthfully, oddly carefree for someone with the remnants of a hangover. That same hand that had been shaking was now pointed toward her head. "Killer hangover earlier." A grin erupted on her lips. "How was yer's?" [Ack, short. I'll probably have to hit the sack at midnight once school starts, maybe eleven. It's 6:26 now here.]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 4:39 pm
Mason thought for a moment. "Actually, my night was completely uneventful after you left." She groaned, seeing how uneventful her whole life was, compared to everyone else in the house, at least it seemed that way. "So you were playing guitar last night?" She asked, trying to think of a wayfor her to get out of the house, besides going to classes like any other college kid with no life.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 5:00 pm
Colleen nodded with a quiet chuckle. "Yeah. Friend of mine owns a bar 'round here, pays me a bit to play every other night." She scratched the back of her neck with her hand awkwardly. "If you ever wanna get out of the house or anything, we could head out to the bar. The folks that go there tend to be rowdy but friendly." She smiled. "But amusing nonetheless. And that place always seems to be busy - day or night. Dunno why."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:00 pm
Mason glanced over at Arnold who wasn't totally paying attention, lost in the music. "I don't know if a bar is a great place for me to be at this point." She rubbed the back of er head, looking at the floor. Tthen she looked up. "Unless I sing! I could sing, and you could play! Do you think your friend would go for it? Would you go for it?" She asked with a excited glint in her eyes.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:15 pm
Nathan quietly worked his way around the kitchen, making pancakes from scratch, frying bacon and eggs, baking biscuts, and defrosting sausage patties and links. He grabbed the jug of milk and orange juice and poured the two into two seperate pitchers and set them in the middle of the table. He grabbed what had actually finished cooking and sat them down on the table. He had made a lot more than he had planned. He had only wanted breakfast for himself and his Derrik. My Derrik. Mmmm...I love the way that sounds. He finished cooking the pancakes, which he had made two large stacks, maybe 12, 13 in each. He fried two cartons of 18 eggs, two packets of 15 slices of bacon, half a box of 40 sausage links, and half a box of sausage patties. Nathan grabbed ten plates and set them on the counter. He grabbed ten forks and knives and set them on the plates. But, he took two of each and set them on the table. Nathan sat down and looked up. There was his love standing there watching him. Nathan smiled surprised and smiled. "How-how long have you been standing there?" Nathan asked, giggling a little.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:16 pm
Colleen tilted her head at first, confused and slightly curious as to why she shouldn't be in a bar. At her idea though, a grin lit her face. "Yeah! That'd be great!" She knew for a fact that Chris couldn't care less if she worked with another person, hell, he'd encourage the idea. [[Ugh, sorry, short. x.x]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:22 pm
"Long enough. My but you are entirely too energetic. I would have offered to help, but... did you know you wiggle your a** a little when you are cooking? It is very cute." Derrik finally stepped over to a chair and lowered himself into it. Of course, he was still watching Nathan, that little smile of his starting to grow. Nathan made him happy, he realized not for the first time. Did that make any sense? Did he care if it made any sense? He really did need to get his head checked if he were questioning just being happy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:18 pm
"Great!" Mason almost yelled out of pure excitement. She had always wanted to perform in a small venue where she could get to know and connect with the audience, instead of being withdrawn and by herself. She was smiling big until a thought dawned on her, in which her face fell. "I know absolutely nothing about guitar, so if I was to sing, I wouldn't know how the guitar would... go." She stumbled along her sentence, knowing hardly any technical terms for the stringed instrument.
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