wouldbedorothy | and 2 more, what? you guessed it... (Reply)

B/J drabbles, lol. The first is a made-up moment that would have fallen around 203 or so... The second is Justin reflecting on, I think, 207... nope make that 208.

Graduation

Middle of the night, his voice wakes you. You sit up, blinking your eyes. A rolled up piece of paper is placed in your palm. Sheets pulled around your shoulders like a gown. Hand under your ass pushing you to stand. Something on your head… The tassel tickles.

“Brian, what…?”

Music interrupts… Pomp and Circumstance.

“You didn’t get to go to your fucking graduation. You don‘t need it… but maybe you feel like you missed something.”

But found more. The sweet side he hides in the dark. You kiss him.

“Thank you.”

He nods, smiling. “Justin Taylor, graduate… Now, march.”

By AHS

Virgin

Made me hot. Made me want to weep. How Brian kissed me and knew instantly… I’d already broken my own damn rule.

Could he taste him, or just the guilt on my lips?

It wasn’t like I’d wanted desperately to kiss the kid. I felt bad for him. I know how lucky I was, having Brian for my first. Gave me his mouth, body, experience, patience. Everything but his heart. (Found it, anyway.)

Shit, I was cruel to that guy. He’ll probably turn straight. But…

Needed to erase it. Hurt him (not Brian).

I know sorry’s bullshit. But I am.

By AHS