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Drabble Cascade #126 --- Sequel: the one and only
A certain two individuals are responsible for this one and only sequel continuation. They know who they are.
Title: Map Play: a sequel to Drabble Cascade #126’s Mapping Out The Lay of the Lover* (PG, m/m, Contemporary)
* or should it be: The Giggling Map, and what does Theo need to roll before each turn?
It is found here --- http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/932494.html
Author: charisstoma
Rating: Somewhere around… okay, Adult
Word count: 1768
*** my apologies if many edited announcements appear in your inboxes. I should posted this under private so I can read it and correct it. I have to see it here before all those glaring 'this could be better with' appear, again and again and again.
Glancing up from his nibbling, he’d already made the transverse across the gap from the compass point to point one on the key, a blinking red light in the corner of the room passingly caught Theo’s attention for a moment, then he shrugged. His hand rolled the balls below to see which path he should travel to next after he’d finished his attentions on NP*2, cleaning up the map with licks and kisses until there was only a residual reddening to mark the journey and, like with Hansel and Gretel, that would disappear soon.
“I love the flavor of this body paint. I hope you have enough to do this again,” Theo spoke around the nipple he held between clamped teeth giving a flicking of his tongue against the compressed flesh and suckling strongly. Cole’s body arched up into the suction with a gasp and Theo’s pursed lips tipped up slightly around his mouthful. “Uh ah,” hands had risen to grasp Theo’s head which he caught, pulling them up, and held in one hand. “Maps are supposed to lie flat. When I want to fold you, I’ll do the folding. Just to make it easier, so any random winds of passion don’t do anything unwanted beforehand, it’s customary to anchor a map on its corners.”
Reaching to the restraints that had become a recently installed fixture of their bed, Theo ‘anchored’ Cole’s hands. He smiled when Cole grasped how the bands had been positioned. Cole’s wrists were pulled to each side of the headboard and his fingers wound around them giving a practice tug. Cole would soon be even more surprised, Theo thought. He gave a sharp nip that caused a inward hissing and a hard prolonged suck to the point of his attention to mark his place before moving down Cole’s colorfully decorated body, being careful not to smudge anything.
“I’m going to go on a small detour,” he said as he kissed down Cole’s left side, sitting up so he could see the full expanse of the map laid out upon the bed. He wasn’t yet between those long legs and he noticed that all Cole’s body hair from groin to feet was gone, his legs gleaming smooth in the candle light. Cole didn’t have that much hair to begin with but he’d miss the rough brushing Cole’s legs gave as they rose up to encircle his hips for the time it took until it grew back. “Oh love, the things you do to enliven our play. This must have hurt,” he stroked carefully up from a knee to close lightly, cupping Cole’s starkly bared balls. There was a mumble around the gag and he grinned rolling the sack’s contents inside. “Don’t try to talk with your mouth full,” Theo admonished grinning, he’d loved that notation instruction in the key. “Just suck on the gag’s cock and if there’s any frustrated biting involved, do it there.” Reaching again he tentatively grasped the back of Cole’s ankle between finger and thumb raising the closer of the legs, kissing and nibbling along the part of the leg devoid of a dotted line.
His cock gave a twitch as he surveyed the reverse of the leg and raised the leg higher. With a sigh of relief, and retaining his hold, Theo set his own foot upon the floor stretching to grab up the special cushion they kept close under the bed for this designated purpose.
“I don’t think that this will endanger any of lines. Push up,” Theo said placing the pillow into position when Cole arched his hips up with the aid of Theo’s hold. “This might,” he said with emphasis smirking, “but I figure that I can easily follow a wider skip to the dotted line,” as he secured the restraint around Cole’s knee pulling it up and to the side.
Cole’s eyes widened, giving a muffled set of words, watching as Theo came off the bed and then walked around to the other side to repeat the surveying and restraint on the other side.
“Tsk,” Theo shook his head, “remind me to wash the gag with stronger soap. Such a dirty word in that sweet dildo filled mouth.” He stood a moment at the end of the bed gazing with lustful appreciation at the map that was Cole, spread wide for him. Gathering himself he asked with mock severely of Cole, “Spanking earned?” and watched Cole’s face take on an interested look as did Cole’s cock to judge by the twitch it gave. “Have to be later at a yet to be determined time,” he sighed. “Don’t think either of us are going to be doing anything but recovering after my map has been completely explored and the treasure deposited and buried deep.” His hand recaptured the vulnerable ball filled sac, lightly squeezing them as his smallest finger sought the opening below pressing a tip shallowly inside where it circumscribed a circle within the pucker rim.
Cole jerked as much of his hips up as he could trying for more depth, filling the romantically candle lit room with a growled moan.
“I think at some point,” Theo grinned widely, “when I’ve followed the dotted path to this point, that I might bury your jewels in my mouth for a while, suckling their goodness from the outside before coaxing,” he paused, “coaxing their riches out, to flow over my tongue and into my throat and belly. You’d like that wouldn’t you, my map?” Theo’s pointer, middle and ring fingers played with their held gems as he asked.
It was a definite whine that came from Cole at the hopefully kept promise.
A the foot of their bed Theo stood and ran his eyes up Cole’s body taking in the course of the mapped out dotted lines and the attractions displayed to him and then up to Cole’s face. “I love you, my sweet map. Your lines will disappear or reappear from time to time and I don’t care if some of them are permanent, as I hope you won’t with any that appear on me as I age. You are my life’s map and for that you get three rings tonight.” He slipped a cock ring onto Cole and one onto himself, watching as Cole’s eyes lit up as it seemed as if map following action was about to recommence. Theo laughed nervously, “yes, we wouldn’t want to end this expedition too prematurely but,” he held up a third ring with an embedded diamond, “since I’ve got your full and captive attention, would you like to make this permanent? Will you marry me?”
Cole froze, eyes rounded.
“Extend one finger for yes. Two for maybe and make a fist for we’ll talk about this later. I’ll love you and stay with you whatever you de-”
A fist was made with one finger raised on Cole’s left hand, the ring finger.**
Slipping the thick gold ring onto that finger, Theo in an emotion choked voice said, “Alrighty then. Where did I leave off? Ah NP2 wasn’t it?” and took a swift quick kiss to what part of Cole’s mouth he could catch around the gag before returning to his map’s exploration.
It was much later that Cole smirked up at the red blinking light of the remote camera. Now that was quite a show they’d given to the two hidden watchers who were so interested in ‘The Expedition of the First Map’ with its surprise and totally wonderful romantic twist. He hoped they weren’t disappointed, He sure hadn’t been, Cole thought with a remembering smile. Cole pulled out the video chip to replace it with a new one, one had to be prepared with Theo.
Theo’s voice interrupted him. “You are NOT putting that on the internet for every prurient voyeur to watch. That’s private and,” he stopped, a sweet vulnerability appeared on Theo’s face, “it’s ours.”
“Someone in Canada and someone in Wales watched,” Cole’s hand cupped Theo’s face. “They’ll be discrete, I’m sure.”
Twin ring tones came shortly, Cole and Theo’s phones almost at the same time. Two happy excited mothers voiced demands of when the wedding was going to be and did they need any help with the planning. And no, they hadn’t watched it yet, one of their siblings had and called everybody else. There was a beeping of another call and in unison Cole and Theo told their respective parents that they’d get back to them that someone else was calling. Then they turned their phones off, placing them with careful slowness upon Cole’s conveniently close dresser.
Theo’s “Discrete, you said?” was said monotone.
Cole frowned darkly at the camera, “SHIT!”
Face taking on a vengeful smile Theo swung Cole up over a shoulder, the camera falling unattended to the floor. “That’s two, I believe but I believe that more swats are called for. I think now is the time for certain a delayed spanking. After,” Theo drew a breath, “we’ll determine which of our siblings need to be threatened with death so our mothers don’t watch that recording. Youtube, you think?”
“More swats is just going to delay the killing,” Cole opinioned. “But who am I to put off gratification? Maybe after the first fucking spanking…” he suggested, “enough to excite. Then we call and threaten death. Knowing that there are more spankings after that, and they can’t be done until after dire sibling mortality ending threats, will make our promises of retribution all that more convincing.”
An “OOF,” came from Cole’s mouth as he landed heavily in the center of their bed and Theo started ripping his pants down to his knees. He got concerned when the lube bottle came out and one of the large girthed dildos. This was going to be epic and he regretted leaving the camera off and on the floor.
“Hold still,” Theo commanded as he prepared his victim.
It was epic and took them longer to recover than intended. The click of the answering machine could be heard from the bedroom.
There were two calls. Their mothers, with help, had found the Youtube postings. They promised to kill the offending siblings for them, right after those siblings got Youtube to take down the videos.
“Millie and I’ll give you two boys time to recover from whatever you’re doing instead of calling us back. We INSIST on helping with the wedding.”
Two voices groaned from the bedroom.
*Nipple Peaks are numbered. The Compass Central Peak was actually NP1.
** I’m thinking that Cole is left handed because this is easier to do with the dominant hand.
Title: Map Play: a sequel to Drabble Cascade #126’s Mapping Out The Lay of the Lover* (PG, m/m, Contemporary)
* or should it be: The Giggling Map, and what does Theo need to roll before each turn?
It is found here --- http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/932494.html
Author: charisstoma
Rating: Somewhere around… okay, Adult
Word count: 1768
*** my apologies if many edited announcements appear in your inboxes. I should posted this under private so I can read it and correct it. I have to see it here before all those glaring 'this could be better with' appear, again and again and again.
Glancing up from his nibbling, he’d already made the transverse across the gap from the compass point to point one on the key, a blinking red light in the corner of the room passingly caught Theo’s attention for a moment, then he shrugged. His hand rolled the balls below to see which path he should travel to next after he’d finished his attentions on NP*2, cleaning up the map with licks and kisses until there was only a residual reddening to mark the journey and, like with Hansel and Gretel, that would disappear soon.
“I love the flavor of this body paint. I hope you have enough to do this again,” Theo spoke around the nipple he held between clamped teeth giving a flicking of his tongue against the compressed flesh and suckling strongly. Cole’s body arched up into the suction with a gasp and Theo’s pursed lips tipped up slightly around his mouthful. “Uh ah,” hands had risen to grasp Theo’s head which he caught, pulling them up, and held in one hand. “Maps are supposed to lie flat. When I want to fold you, I’ll do the folding. Just to make it easier, so any random winds of passion don’t do anything unwanted beforehand, it’s customary to anchor a map on its corners.”
Reaching to the restraints that had become a recently installed fixture of their bed, Theo ‘anchored’ Cole’s hands. He smiled when Cole grasped how the bands had been positioned. Cole’s wrists were pulled to each side of the headboard and his fingers wound around them giving a practice tug. Cole would soon be even more surprised, Theo thought. He gave a sharp nip that caused a inward hissing and a hard prolonged suck to the point of his attention to mark his place before moving down Cole’s colorfully decorated body, being careful not to smudge anything.
“I’m going to go on a small detour,” he said as he kissed down Cole’s left side, sitting up so he could see the full expanse of the map laid out upon the bed. He wasn’t yet between those long legs and he noticed that all Cole’s body hair from groin to feet was gone, his legs gleaming smooth in the candle light. Cole didn’t have that much hair to begin with but he’d miss the rough brushing Cole’s legs gave as they rose up to encircle his hips for the time it took until it grew back. “Oh love, the things you do to enliven our play. This must have hurt,” he stroked carefully up from a knee to close lightly, cupping Cole’s starkly bared balls. There was a mumble around the gag and he grinned rolling the sack’s contents inside. “Don’t try to talk with your mouth full,” Theo admonished grinning, he’d loved that notation instruction in the key. “Just suck on the gag’s cock and if there’s any frustrated biting involved, do it there.” Reaching again he tentatively grasped the back of Cole’s ankle between finger and thumb raising the closer of the legs, kissing and nibbling along the part of the leg devoid of a dotted line.
His cock gave a twitch as he surveyed the reverse of the leg and raised the leg higher. With a sigh of relief, and retaining his hold, Theo set his own foot upon the floor stretching to grab up the special cushion they kept close under the bed for this designated purpose.
“I don’t think that this will endanger any of lines. Push up,” Theo said placing the pillow into position when Cole arched his hips up with the aid of Theo’s hold. “This might,” he said with emphasis smirking, “but I figure that I can easily follow a wider skip to the dotted line,” as he secured the restraint around Cole’s knee pulling it up and to the side.
Cole’s eyes widened, giving a muffled set of words, watching as Theo came off the bed and then walked around to the other side to repeat the surveying and restraint on the other side.
“Tsk,” Theo shook his head, “remind me to wash the gag with stronger soap. Such a dirty word in that sweet dildo filled mouth.” He stood a moment at the end of the bed gazing with lustful appreciation at the map that was Cole, spread wide for him. Gathering himself he asked with mock severely of Cole, “Spanking earned?” and watched Cole’s face take on an interested look as did Cole’s cock to judge by the twitch it gave. “Have to be later at a yet to be determined time,” he sighed. “Don’t think either of us are going to be doing anything but recovering after my map has been completely explored and the treasure deposited and buried deep.” His hand recaptured the vulnerable ball filled sac, lightly squeezing them as his smallest finger sought the opening below pressing a tip shallowly inside where it circumscribed a circle within the pucker rim.
Cole jerked as much of his hips up as he could trying for more depth, filling the romantically candle lit room with a growled moan.
“I think at some point,” Theo grinned widely, “when I’ve followed the dotted path to this point, that I might bury your jewels in my mouth for a while, suckling their goodness from the outside before coaxing,” he paused, “coaxing their riches out, to flow over my tongue and into my throat and belly. You’d like that wouldn’t you, my map?” Theo’s pointer, middle and ring fingers played with their held gems as he asked.
It was a definite whine that came from Cole at the hopefully kept promise.
A the foot of their bed Theo stood and ran his eyes up Cole’s body taking in the course of the mapped out dotted lines and the attractions displayed to him and then up to Cole’s face. “I love you, my sweet map. Your lines will disappear or reappear from time to time and I don’t care if some of them are permanent, as I hope you won’t with any that appear on me as I age. You are my life’s map and for that you get three rings tonight.” He slipped a cock ring onto Cole and one onto himself, watching as Cole’s eyes lit up as it seemed as if map following action was about to recommence. Theo laughed nervously, “yes, we wouldn’t want to end this expedition too prematurely but,” he held up a third ring with an embedded diamond, “since I’ve got your full and captive attention, would you like to make this permanent? Will you marry me?”
Cole froze, eyes rounded.
“Extend one finger for yes. Two for maybe and make a fist for we’ll talk about this later. I’ll love you and stay with you whatever you de-”
A fist was made with one finger raised on Cole’s left hand, the ring finger.**
Slipping the thick gold ring onto that finger, Theo in an emotion choked voice said, “Alrighty then. Where did I leave off? Ah NP2 wasn’t it?” and took a swift quick kiss to what part of Cole’s mouth he could catch around the gag before returning to his map’s exploration.
It was much later that Cole smirked up at the red blinking light of the remote camera. Now that was quite a show they’d given to the two hidden watchers who were so interested in ‘The Expedition of the First Map’ with its surprise and totally wonderful romantic twist. He hoped they weren’t disappointed, He sure hadn’t been, Cole thought with a remembering smile. Cole pulled out the video chip to replace it with a new one, one had to be prepared with Theo.
Theo’s voice interrupted him. “You are NOT putting that on the internet for every prurient voyeur to watch. That’s private and,” he stopped, a sweet vulnerability appeared on Theo’s face, “it’s ours.”
“Someone in Canada and someone in Wales watched,” Cole’s hand cupped Theo’s face. “They’ll be discrete, I’m sure.”
Twin ring tones came shortly, Cole and Theo’s phones almost at the same time. Two happy excited mothers voiced demands of when the wedding was going to be and did they need any help with the planning. And no, they hadn’t watched it yet, one of their siblings had and called everybody else. There was a beeping of another call and in unison Cole and Theo told their respective parents that they’d get back to them that someone else was calling. Then they turned their phones off, placing them with careful slowness upon Cole’s conveniently close dresser.
Theo’s “Discrete, you said?” was said monotone.
Cole frowned darkly at the camera, “SHIT!”
Face taking on a vengeful smile Theo swung Cole up over a shoulder, the camera falling unattended to the floor. “That’s two, I believe but I believe that more swats are called for. I think now is the time for certain a delayed spanking. After,” Theo drew a breath, “we’ll determine which of our siblings need to be threatened with death so our mothers don’t watch that recording. Youtube, you think?”
“More swats is just going to delay the killing,” Cole opinioned. “But who am I to put off gratification? Maybe after the first fucking spanking…” he suggested, “enough to excite. Then we call and threaten death. Knowing that there are more spankings after that, and they can’t be done until after dire sibling mortality ending threats, will make our promises of retribution all that more convincing.”
An “OOF,” came from Cole’s mouth as he landed heavily in the center of their bed and Theo started ripping his pants down to his knees. He got concerned when the lube bottle came out and one of the large girthed dildos. This was going to be epic and he regretted leaving the camera off and on the floor.
“Hold still,” Theo commanded as he prepared his victim.
It was epic and took them longer to recover than intended. The click of the answering machine could be heard from the bedroom.
There were two calls. Their mothers, with help, had found the Youtube postings. They promised to kill the offending siblings for them, right after those siblings got Youtube to take down the videos.
“Millie and I’ll give you two boys time to recover from whatever you’re doing instead of calling us back. We INSIST on helping with the wedding.”
Two voices groaned from the bedroom.
*Nipple Peaks are numbered. The Compass Central Peak was actually NP1.
** I’m thinking that Cole is left handed because this is easier to do with the dominant hand.
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And so sweet and romantic. The viewer from Canada swooned. As much as I enjoy the thought of two men getting it on (and the view of it, can you say Queer As Folk), I wouldn't be able to watch it if it was a sibling. I do not need to see my sister like that. And as cute as my brother-in-law is, it's icky to think of him doing the nasty even if it wasn't with my sis. He's my brother.
Which I know is a bit hypocritical of me since I don't mind a bit of incest and/or voyeurism in my fiction at times.
But otherwise, LOVED IT. You are so good to us Charis.
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It was probably a friend of a sibling who brought it to the attention of the sibling who then had to watch it to verify that
1. It was Cole and/or Theo
2. There was a marriage proposal including a ring for Cole's correct finger
3. You know how you can not stop watching some events take place... I'm sure there was mind bleach involved but then again if it's a younger sibling... well you know how some younger siblings will try to emulate older siblings.
4. Edited parts might have been useful for showing at the Wedding or Stag Party. That's not going to happen unless they recorded the clip before it got taken down.
5. Disk as Wedding gift
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*takes fingers away from the keyboard so it does not happen*
Glad you liked it, squick factor exempted. *hugs*
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