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kinkapoodles) wrote2007-05-18 02:32 pm
kinkapoodles) wrote2007-05-18 02:32 pm
More drabbles from the drabble generator....D/F of course!!
Here's some more Danny/Flack drabbles. I may try some Danny/Lindsay later on when I come up with enough negative words. hehe
Time for some new words:
Oh this is bad....
The Pretty Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Don and Danny went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Don hit Danny in his neck with a big large iceball. It hurt a lot, but Don kissed it steadily and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really shiny snow man!" Don said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Danny said. "That would be more soft and politically correct."
"I know," Don said. "We can make a snow tiger. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up hastily and made a beautiful snow tiger. Don put on a stars for the ass. The tiger was almost as big as Danny.
"It looks glowing," Don said brightly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Danny said and held up a titillating handcuffs. "I found this in the grass." He put the handcuffs onto the tiger's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the tiger, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like ships that pass in the night.
Danny screamed quietly and ran but the snow tiger chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow tiger fucked him quickly.
"Nobody does that to my little Long Moon," Don screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow tiger through the cock. It fell down and Don kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Danny said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The handcuffs lay in the yard until a sultry child picked it up and took it home.
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Don and Danny went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Don hit Danny in his neck with a big large iceball. It hurt a lot, but Don kissed it steadily and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really shiny snow man!" Don said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Danny said. "That would be more soft and politically correct."
"I know," Don said. "We can make a snow tiger. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up hastily and made a beautiful snow tiger. Don put on a stars for the ass. The tiger was almost as big as Danny.
"It looks glowing," Don said brightly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Danny said and held up a titillating handcuffs. "I found this in the grass." He put the handcuffs onto the tiger's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the tiger, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like ships that pass in the night.
Danny screamed quietly and ran but the snow tiger chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow tiger fucked him quickly.
"Nobody does that to my little Long Moon," Don screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow tiger through the cock. It fell down and Don kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Danny said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The handcuffs lay in the yard until a sultry child picked it up and took it home.
Time for some new words:
A Hard Day To Fuck
Don stepped breathlessly out into the beautiful sunshine, and admired Danny's mouth. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a gorgeous sight."
Danny climbed off the pillow and walked expertly across the grass to greet his lover. Don patted Danny on the chest and then tried to fuck him quickly, but without success.
"That's all right," Danny said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not exploding," Don. "Not as exploding as the time we fucked up a tree."
Danny nodded stunningly. "We were burning back in those days."
"Our cocks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Don said. "Everything seems gorgeous and mouth watering when you're young."
"Of course," Danny said. "But now we're delicious, we can still have fun. If we go about it lovingly."
"Lovingly?" Don said . "But how?"
"With this," Danny said and held out a sultry chair. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to fuck."
Don swallowed the chair at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to fuck lovingly. They fucked like sand in an hourglass. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
Don stepped breathlessly out into the beautiful sunshine, and admired Danny's mouth. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a gorgeous sight."
Danny climbed off the pillow and walked expertly across the grass to greet his lover. Don patted Danny on the chest and then tried to fuck him quickly, but without success.
"That's all right," Danny said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not exploding," Don. "Not as exploding as the time we fucked up a tree."
Danny nodded stunningly. "We were burning back in those days."
"Our cocks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Don said. "Everything seems gorgeous and mouth watering when you're young."
"Of course," Danny said. "But now we're delicious, we can still have fun. If we go about it lovingly."
"Lovingly?" Don said . "But how?"
"With this," Danny said and held out a sultry chair. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to fuck."
Don swallowed the chair at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to fuck lovingly. They fucked like sand in an hourglass. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
Oh this is bad....
A Rock In Time
On a cold and uncreative morning, Lindsay sat over a cliff. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her back ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Danny to love someone with a dingy chin?
Idiotic, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a quick dumb broom, all on a summer's day. I wish my Danny would smack me, in his own ugly way..."
"Do you?" Danny sat down beside Lindsay and put his hand on Lindsay's toe. "I think that could be arranged."
Lindsay gasped vehemently. "But what about my dingy chin?"
"I like it," Danny said dreadingly. "I think it's dark."
They came together and their kiss was like a bad dream that never ends.
"I love you," Lindsay said unwittingly.
"I love you too," Danny replied and smacked her.
They bought an ape, moved in together, and lived passively ever after.
On a cold and uncreative morning, Lindsay sat over a cliff. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her back ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Danny to love someone with a dingy chin?
Idiotic, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a quick dumb broom, all on a summer's day. I wish my Danny would smack me, in his own ugly way..."
"Do you?" Danny sat down beside Lindsay and put his hand on Lindsay's toe. "I think that could be arranged."
Lindsay gasped vehemently. "But what about my dingy chin?"
"I like it," Danny said dreadingly. "I think it's dark."
They came together and their kiss was like a bad dream that never ends.
"I love you," Lindsay said unwittingly.
"I love you too," Danny replied and smacked her.
They bought an ape, moved in together, and lived passively ever after.