Looking for Trouble?

[4degrees]

good for me too.

 

[Guest]

You might need a dictionary

Good to hear things are on the *up*. Must be Spring.

Like that is it? Even better!

Boing!

 

[Guest]

Great to see you, LouLou my love You know I can't help inadvertantly stirring up trouble... But no worries. It was good for me

Thanks, babe. It's good to see you, too.

I know, you're just a troublemaker. Naughty boy! So glad it was worth it. These things usually are, and especially when there was trouble along the way.

 

[Guest]

good for me too.

Lots of fun for us reading it, too. Thank you, both of you.

 

[carsonshepherd]

good for me too.

hey baby.

 

[4degrees]

Lots us reading it, too. Thank you, both of you.of fun for

my pleasure.

 

[4degrees]

hi sexy...you better today?

 

[angelicminx]

Just 'cause I can...

Thanks Carson! Your skill is truly extraordinary! 4Degrees, way to step up to the plate and play ball. I'm looking forward to being "assaulted" yet again. Keep up the good work fellow writers.

Chyna... mayhap you'd like to begin a writing exercise yourself?

 

[carsonshepherd]

hi sexy...you better today?

I could use a little more stress relief....

but right now I must go to work




Thank you minx

 

[4degrees]

work eh. boo hiss.

see you tonight then, if you're in need of some assistance.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Well I'm kinda scared of your face-slapping boyfriend kicking my ass now...

or doing something worse to it

 

[4degrees]

shh..my other one is on now. but he's less violent. hehe.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Boyfriends are such a pain. Damn relationships always getting in the way of my sex life. The nice thing about being someone's fuck toy is they don't care who you fuck.

Later

 

[4degrees]

well even when it starts out being just some friendly fucking, i find myself inadvertently being possessed. which certainly makes this interesting, considering my slutty persona.

 

[Kyle Beguiled]

Manslut? My favorite word.

 

[Kassiana]

Okay. You want trouble?

BAD MUSIC PUNS

Get that look off your bass unless you're looking for treble!

Hm. If I can sing alto sometimes and soprano sometimes, does that make me bi-sectional?

How many divas does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
--They don't have to. They hold the lightbulb, and the world revolves around them.

 

[rikaaim]

I was finishing my final sets at the gym last week. Each time I completed a repetition my arms would ache, my joints throb, and my muscles bugle. The proverbial pump is what this phenomenom was commonly referred to, and what Arnold once said was better than an orgasm. I must admit that although I'm young, I'm in terrible shape. I'm glad I started working out here. This trainer has really helped me improve my form and health. As I sat into the chest press machine for the final time, I heard my partner and trainer talking to a friend of his in the corner.

"Hey Steve. C'mere. I found this really cool club last night. I swear I've never seen anything like it before. I finally could be myself, you know?"

"Yeah, I know Chris. It's been a long road for you after you came out. Not many people stood by ya anymore. You know I'll always be there for ya. So, what's this place called anyway? Is it any good?"

"I didn't really catch the name of it. It just had a few bright neon lights out on the overhang. One was a purple dragon and the other was a blue tiger. Hard to miss really, but this was the first time I saw it. I went in and it was fool of the hottest guys I've ever seen. Maybe it was just the fact that they were all like me. All there for the same reason I was, just to be free for a night. To tell the truth, there were only a few really hot guys around, and they were busy with each other. Sad really."

I half assed worked my chest flys on the nearby press machine while I overheard their conversation. Chris had no idea how much I would fantasize about him and me taking a steamy shower together after a vigorous workout session. I loved the thought of personally washing all of his glistening body with my bare hands. I knew Chris was gay, but I never admitted it to myself, or anyone else for that matter. The two guys began to leave and I started to think about what this club was like. Perhaps I could just go in and get a few beers and listen to the music at the bar, see what turned up.

I waited until a few days later before searching the streets for this club. I know of the signs from driving by them, but couldn't remember exactly where the establishment was. After thirty minutes of driving in circles I finally found it, The Cat's Tail. Interesting name for sure. I parked in the back and headed around front to see what this place was really like.

As I entered the door, the music was near deafening. I plugged my ears and moved away from the loud speakers and took a seat at the bar. A rather handsome man flashed me a coy smile.

"What'ya drink?"

"What'ya got?

"Dear, we got anything you want."

"Let's start out with a draft on tap."

"You got it."

I nursed the smooth foam off the top of the glass when I noticed him out on the dance floor. My passing gaze caught him with a person I had never seen before. Admist the flashing neon lights and the throng of swaying bodies I could see Chris...losing his shirt. His dance partner had begun to unbotton the top few bottons and left his smooth chest in plain sight. Chris didn't seem to object at all. This didn't surprise me. He often told me that if it wasn't for gym regulations then he wouldn't wear a shirt most of the time.

I sat enamoured with the dancing couple. I didn't think I would be this interested in my partner's late night activities. Apparently I was wrong. I sipped on my beer almost obliged from the purchase. I was getting a buzz alright, but it wasn't from the alcohol. I wasn't the only one aware of the steamy scene on the dance floor. When I was unaware another impressed, young man sat down on the empty stool next to me.

"Now ain't that a sight."

His whisper in my ear caught me completely off gaurd and I nearly dropped my beer.

"Whoa. Careful there."

He helped me reclaim the spilling beer at the moment it nearly fell into my lap. His hand grazed my aroused cock through my jeans as he gripped the base of the class and lifted it back up to the bar top.

I wasn't even aware of the errection before his touch. I began to blush when he patted my inner thigh.

"It's okay you know. No one here cares. My name is Carson. I can show you around if you like. Maybe buy ya another drink to settle ya down."

Carson's smooth lips pursed slightly when he spoke. I imagined that he got his fair share of young, curious men often in this establishment. I came here to learn what life was like. That's what I intended to do.

"Yeah. I think another drink would be good. And something other than this bar seat would be nice to experience. After all...I didn't pay a cover charge to sit on my ass when I can do that at home for free. My name is Rika. What did you have in mind Carson?"

 

[Guest]

 

[carsonshepherd]

well even when it starts out being just some friendly fucking, i find myself inadvertently being possessed. which certainly makes this interesting, considering my slutty persona.

well, like Rhys I have a boyfriend (not a Litster) but I'm always interested in new fuck toys. The line forms behind The Earl.... and believe me, you'll love the view.

 

[4degrees]

yeah, i've got that kind of b/f as well. i've actually got quite a collection going at the mo.

 

[carsonshepherd]

yeah, i've got that kind of b/f as well. i've actually got quite a collection going at the mo.

Sounds like! *looks around nervously over shoulders*

 

[carsonshepherd]

Carson, you are an author and a gentleman.

Aw thanks!

 

[4degrees]

no worries...i don't think your in any danger, stud.

 

[carsonshepherd]

I see they let you out to play whenever you like, though.

 

[4degrees]

well, most times yes. but now, i am being forced to domesticate myself. as in clean up the kitchen. so...my fun will have to wait, unless the present b/f wants to
demonstate his authority against the sink....