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[beanside]

OMG, WTF, people?

We had NO sick children on Tuesday. None. Today, it's gone bugfuck insane.

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Send chocolate and porn, plz.

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[the-ellcrys.livejournal.com]

I could tell you about my Jeff/Jensen roleplaying John/Dean ... idea. (Idea, fantasy, really, what's the difference?)

[mona1347.livejournal.com]

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Snip of Sam/Dean thing that will not BE DONE because I've moved into the HATE I HATE IT stage

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Dean feels stupid, like this shouldn't be a surprise. But it is; how could it not be a surprise to have his brother jerking him off up against a wall?

Sam's hand is so goddamn big, so obviously male , his grip so tight and surrounding what feels like every inch of Dean's dick. Life line, fate line, heart line, Dean could never remember which was which but he had Sam's hands memorized and could feel them all. Dean helplessly bucks his hips; Sam smirks and lets Dean fuck his hand, their mouths close together but not touching, breathing in Dean's every hitched breath. And it's good. Oh god, it's so good.

Someone's saying "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." and it doesn't stutter into Dean's brain that it might be him until the hand splayed against the side of Dean's face moves, until Sam's thumb traces gently over Dean's lips, and the noise blurs into a moan.

"Your mouth..." Sam murmurs, like he doesn't expect Dean to hear, and Dean thinks what about it, do you want, what d'you want, anything, anything and to stop himself speaking again he sucks Sam's thumb in, rubs his tongue hard against Sam's fingerprint (unique, unique). They're so close that Dean can see how fast Sam's pupils dilate like two drops of black ink on old paper.

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*love, hugs*

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[khek.livejournal.com]

Yeek!

We had one mother in today, diligently working on her laptop. Beside her, her five-year-old daughter was complaining because her "tummy was grumbling and felt funny". The mom had her lay on the floor, because that would make her feel better. Later, after they made a run for the bathroom, the little girl told me she hadn't gone to school because she'd been throwing up.

Yeah, so bring her into a public building for the entire morning and infect all the other kids there.

People *were* crazy today!

(Sorry, no chocolate or porn, just the story. If I could, though...)