Warning: bad language and yaoi!!! Read at your own risk.
:::::::::Four men and a half:::::::::::::
And so it begins
Van Fanel lay silently on his cold, stone bed, listening to the constant banging and moaning sound coming from the other side of his wall. A tingling sensation washed over him as he picked on a strand of his coal, black hair. Leaning over, he placed one of his ears close against the thin smooth surface that separates his and Dryden's room and listened with curiosity. A wry smile formed on his lips and Van shook his head in shame.
" That perverted Bastard,"
he said chuckling to himself as he left to take a piss.
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Folken sat against the large, glassed window and looked down at the bakery across the street. Waiting impatiently, he took a sip of wine and unbuttoned his shirt.
" Show yourself." He whispered to his faint reflection on the window as he fixed his hair.
Seconds later, his target came to view. The tall, muscular baker looked hotter than his newly baked bread and when the topless man saw Folken, he quickly waved to him, with a taunting grin. Folken responded with a lick of his lips and the two men quickly hit it off and began their interesting conversation of body movements and gestures.
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Dilandau's naked and slim figure came out of the washroom right on time to give the black haired prince a perfect view of his 10inch baby.
" ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Van screamed in horror as he charged up to the silver haired man and kicked the shit out of him. Seconds later, followed by a loud thump, Dilandau's bruised and bare body lay at the bottom of the stairs twitching in pain.
" Goo..good morning t..to you too!" he stuttered as one of his tooth jumped out of his mouth.
"My tooth!! My beautiful, precious tooth!!!" Dilandau's scream echoed in every corner of the house.
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Dryden and Allen lay side by side in peace, both exhausted by a long night of you-know-what, when suddenly, their silence was interrupted by a loud, ear-deafening scream. The two bewildered men quickly threw on their robes and went to see what had happened. When they arrived at the source of the sound, they found the naked Dillandau lying unconscious at the bottom of the stairs. Van kneeled beside the motionless body with a panicking expression.
" What the hell just happened?" Dryden demanded.
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Van didn't know what to tell Dryden and Allen, but he knew that the truth will make himself look like a fool; so he lied.
" Dilandau had tripped and rolled down the stairs." He said with an innocent expression.
Allen and Dryden looked at each other, then at the wounded body.
" This looks serious!" Dryden exclaimed as he looked at Allen, hinting the blond haired knight to take Dilandau to Folken- the first aid expert- at once.
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When the three men, Allen, Dryden, and Van, rushed into Folken's room with Dilandau, an unexpected and haunting sight greeted them. Folken, who was obviously enjoying himself was licking the window and rubbing his nipples in ecstasy. The three shocked guys fainted on the spot, dropping the already passed out Dilandau on the ground once more.
"What the fuck?" Folken shrieked as he turned around in confusion.
Quickly closing the curtains, Folken walked toward his so-called-friends in anger.
********** Outside the bakery, the baker let out sigh of disappointment.
To be continued....
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Special thanx to the peeps that inspired me (you guys know who you are). Reviews welcome, just don't flame me. *Disappears
:::::::::Four men and a half:::::::::::::
And so it begins
Van Fanel lay silently on his cold, stone bed, listening to the constant banging and moaning sound coming from the other side of his wall. A tingling sensation washed over him as he picked on a strand of his coal, black hair. Leaning over, he placed one of his ears close against the thin smooth surface that separates his and Dryden's room and listened with curiosity. A wry smile formed on his lips and Van shook his head in shame.
" That perverted Bastard,"
he said chuckling to himself as he left to take a piss.
***********************************************
Folken sat against the large, glassed window and looked down at the bakery across the street. Waiting impatiently, he took a sip of wine and unbuttoned his shirt.
" Show yourself." He whispered to his faint reflection on the window as he fixed his hair.
Seconds later, his target came to view. The tall, muscular baker looked hotter than his newly baked bread and when the topless man saw Folken, he quickly waved to him, with a taunting grin. Folken responded with a lick of his lips and the two men quickly hit it off and began their interesting conversation of body movements and gestures.
*************************************************
Dilandau's naked and slim figure came out of the washroom right on time to give the black haired prince a perfect view of his 10inch baby.
" ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Van screamed in horror as he charged up to the silver haired man and kicked the shit out of him. Seconds later, followed by a loud thump, Dilandau's bruised and bare body lay at the bottom of the stairs twitching in pain.
" Goo..good morning t..to you too!" he stuttered as one of his tooth jumped out of his mouth.
"My tooth!! My beautiful, precious tooth!!!" Dilandau's scream echoed in every corner of the house.
****************************************************
Dryden and Allen lay side by side in peace, both exhausted by a long night of you-know-what, when suddenly, their silence was interrupted by a loud, ear-deafening scream. The two bewildered men quickly threw on their robes and went to see what had happened. When they arrived at the source of the sound, they found the naked Dillandau lying unconscious at the bottom of the stairs. Van kneeled beside the motionless body with a panicking expression.
" What the hell just happened?" Dryden demanded.
****************************************************
Van didn't know what to tell Dryden and Allen, but he knew that the truth will make himself look like a fool; so he lied.
" Dilandau had tripped and rolled down the stairs." He said with an innocent expression.
Allen and Dryden looked at each other, then at the wounded body.
" This looks serious!" Dryden exclaimed as he looked at Allen, hinting the blond haired knight to take Dilandau to Folken- the first aid expert- at once.
********
When the three men, Allen, Dryden, and Van, rushed into Folken's room with Dilandau, an unexpected and haunting sight greeted them. Folken, who was obviously enjoying himself was licking the window and rubbing his nipples in ecstasy. The three shocked guys fainted on the spot, dropping the already passed out Dilandau on the ground once more.
"What the fuck?" Folken shrieked as he turned around in confusion.
Quickly closing the curtains, Folken walked toward his so-called-friends in anger.
********** Outside the bakery, the baker let out sigh of disappointment.
To be continued....
*********************************
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Special thanx to the peeps that inspired me (you guys know who you are). Reviews welcome, just don't flame me. *Disappears