Anonymous tennis RPS kink meme
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vom_marlowe (from who I quoted these guidelines). This is how it works:
You post –anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. Also, requesters do not have to say thank you and readers who enjoy the ficlets do not have to provide feedback, but it’s always loved.
About the requests:
A pairing is not enough. Please provide some sort of scenario, kink, detail, situation, that makes it special to you. A handy link to generate ideas should your pervy brain fail you.
About the replies:
If you need to, post “part 1”, “part 2”, etc.
In general:
Play nice. This is all anonymous and I will come down like Rafa on a bad day on anyone being mean.
Feel free to pimp this everywhere you wish.
If you accidentally have yourself signed in, please delete your comment and repost anonymously. If you don’t notice, I will try to do this for you.
Please, no underage characters having sex.
Request! If your request is filled, write another one!
Write! If you find a good prompt, write it, post it, and look for more!
Read! Everyone loves a reader!
I think that covers everything. So! Go forth and kink!
ETA: if you appear to be a troll I will delete your comments.
vom_marlowe (from who I quoted these guidelines). This is how it works: You post –anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. Also, requesters do not have to say thank you and readers who enjoy the ficlets do not have to provide feedback, but it’s always loved.
About the requests:
A pairing is not enough. Please provide some sort of scenario, kink, detail, situation, that makes it special to you. A handy link to generate ideas should your pervy brain fail you.
About the replies:
If you need to, post “part 1”, “part 2”, etc.
In general:
Play nice. This is all anonymous and I will come down like Rafa on a bad day on anyone being mean.
Feel free to pimp this everywhere you wish.
If you accidentally have yourself signed in, please delete your comment and repost anonymously. If you don’t notice, I will try to do this for you.
Please, no underage characters having sex.
Request! If your request is filled, write another one!
Write! If you find a good prompt, write it, post it, and look for more!
Read! Everyone loves a reader!
I think that covers everything. So! Go forth and kink!
ETA: if you appear to be a troll I will delete your comments.
One of Only Two (2/3)
Date: 2009-07-29 08:53 pm (UTC)He spoke again with his attention still anchored there.
"I think you know - we both know - you're a little better than that."
Roger didn't answer. He couldn't move. Not the voluntary muscle systems anyway -- autonomic ones were kicking up hard. Blood rushed through his head, past his throat, down through his midsection, stopping just above his crotch, the outside of which Andre was framing with his fingers in the crease of Roger's thigh, even though the exact moment Andre's hand had skimmed from his waist down to his leg had kind of blown by him. Damn reflexes. Roger couldn't stop the thigh muscle Andre was -- stroking, Jesus -- from twitching underneath his fingers. Was he … afraid … to move?
Did he not want to?
There was a thick silence.
Then Andre said something that flooded more heat between Roger's legs. Roger blushed fiercely; he knew Andre had to have felt the … but it seemed Andre not only welcomed it, but wanted it, because his smile lifted the corners of his eyes again and he put his hand right over the steadily increasing bulge in Roger's shorts as he spoke.
"You're going to beat me someday."
Roger's whole groin pulsed. The shaft of his cock swelled.
"Maybe soon."
Roger didn't know what shocked him most: what Andre said, or his own reaction to it -- fast getting warmer, wetter, harder -- or Andre's reaction to his reaction, which … Roger sucked his breath in sharply. Ohhhhhgod. He grabbed tight handfuls of his shorts in back, trying to hide how desperate his arousal already felt.
"You like the thought of that." Andre smiled as Roger's full hardness expanded under his hand. He massaged Roger's erection under his shorts until Roger's hips jerked forward and he was grinding against Andre's palm. Andre wet his lips, watching him grind, then ran his hand under Roger's waistband, into his briefs, curling his fingers around the smooth, bare skin of Roger's cock before Roger could unlock his brain.
"Someday I'm going to be standing on a Grand Slam podium." Andre started to jerk him, firmly, slowly. Roger choked back a moan. Another slipped out behind a low German curse as Andre slipped just the head of Roger's cock back and forth through his thumb and index finger, teasing, spreading fluid from its tip all down his shaft. Roger cursed again. "I'm going to be holding a trophy. I'll be wearing a suit, instead of tennis gear. Armani, I think. I think you like that." Andre closed his hand around Roger again, sliding down and up and over and back down his erection. Roger grit his teeth, flexing and clenching as Andre rubbed and pushed, squeezed and stroked, matching and then forcing Roger's rhythms.