it's boredom, not sex, that kills ;; majek

[Allan Khan]

"Bored. Bored. I'M SO FUCKING BORED!" Allan screeched at the empty tour bus, trying to catch a gummy bear in his mouth. They all landed somewhere around him or on his eye. And believe me. Sugar in your eyeball was NOT pleasant. It kind of felt like someone stabbling you with a stick of rock candy. Al sighed and closed the bag of candy up, throwing on the already messy tour bus floor. Usually, he'd be up cleaning the god-forsaken mess, but today....naw. A glance over at the clock informed him that it was around eight. Fauk, as Davey Havoc would say. He rolled over onto his stomach and groaned loudly. WHY DID HE SAY NO WHEN THE GROUP ASKED HIM IF HE WANTED TO GO OUT? Stupid.

Again, Allan rolled onto his back. He could go and watch some porno. But that would be weird. Al scowled a bit and swung off the bunk. His foot landed in the gummy bears, eliciting yet another groan from him. The male's bare feet carried him across the disappearing floor to the kitchenette. His eyes travelled across the messy food-prep place. Red Bull, beer and other things were littered across everything. Al sighed and walked through to the fridge where he grabbed a Monster and...his Foster's boxer-briefs. Wha....? Probably Majek. He chuckled and closed the fridge door, throwing the undergarmets onto the floor.

Lookinf down at himself, Al realized he was perfection. Per-fect. Okay, so maybe that's vanity talking, but Al was pretty damn good looking, no? His legs were always smooth and hairless, a turn on for lots of his little guy and some girl secks partners. His hair was sex itself and the rest of him...gorgeous. Or...so that was what he was constantly told. Al giggled to himself and leaned against one of the counters. His eyes roamed around to the big black star on his hip. That was most definately sexy. Kind of like...a target or something, if you catch my gist. Oh, I do suppose I should mention what he's wearing. Just so your thoughts don't stream into naughty land.

Allan Rhodes Khan was currently wearing a pair of Nike running shorts. That's it. Well, and some boxer-briefs, of course. Cute ones at that. Invader zim, baby. Again, Al sighed, enjoying the way he looked when he heard the tour bus door open. Oh! Someone to play with! Then, he saw it was Majek. Ooooh. Definate fun.

[Majek Fryze]

like a roller coaster ride,,

running outside from the backstage area, majek pulled up her hoodie higher. no one saw her, lucky girl. she jogged slowly, and looked around. no one was around. slowing down, majek sighed and held her hoodie closer to her. oh god, she was so cold. hurrying to the bus, she was so, so so cold. looking down, she realized she was way under dressed. only in a pair of tights, a orange tee shirt, high heels, and a black hoodie. finally she got to the tour bus, thank the lord.

opening the door, she ran in, closing the door behind her, and started stripping right there. stripped off her jacket, putting it on the couch. taking off her big orange shirt, so only a small tank top was left. she wiggled out of her tights, so all she had on was her little black underwear. ohh, hot. she looked up, and squealed when she saw allan in his shorts. "oh my god, you just scared the shit out of me." she laughed, straightening up. her tiny body was perfectly molded, so she'd walk around the bus in her underwear without caring much. she went into the kitchen, smiling.

her eyes wandered across allan's body, a grin forming on her lips. she knew everything under those shorts, and loved it. stupid whore. she walked closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "eee, i'm so cold. make me warm, baby." she grinned. damn, she hadn't fucked anyone in awhile, and when it came to that, allan was definitely her favorite person to go to. giggling, she kissed his lips, before pulling away from him, and running to the couch and jumping up on it.

smiling, she sat down on the couch, and laid herself down. ha, if he wanted her, he could come get her. she wanted him to come get her. moaning quietly, she knew it turned him on. he always told her that he loved her moans. she stretched herself out, arching her back and moaning, a crazy sex moan. ohh, sexy baby girl.

[Allan Khan]

Allan's face lit up with a smile. He felt a little dirty, watching Majek taking off her clothing. Oooh, nice panties. He raised his eyebrows, taking in a sip when she squealed. Tipping the can off his lips, Al gave her his sideways grin. "Uh, I'd say so. I think you like...woke up the entire tour. Why are you in your undies?" His peirced brow arched higher at his question as his eyes roamed her bod. Fuck. She was hot. Like...ultra-mega-super-hot to the max. He looked down south to his friend and it was confirmed. Another sip of Red Bull before he was attacked by the cold body. Damn. How could she be smokin' and freezin' at the same time?

Rocking his hips slightly, much like a girl, he smiled down at her. "Sweet snookies, you're a cold motherfucker. Oooh. I'd be happy to make you warmer." He growled softly, poking out his tongue stud. He thought back to the last time he'd fucked...oh, last night. Duh. And the dude, yes dude, was adorable! And a great fan. Oh, yes, the mighty Allan had actually had sex with a fan. He'd actually done it with a nobody! But it was a nobody with a nice cock and excellent fuck, so Allan wasn't about to complain.

Al's lip formed into a sulky pout as she slithered away. How dare she! No. There she was. On the jizz-stained couch. She could be such a fucking tease sometimes. No...all the time. But Allan was a better tease. Or so his partner last night had told him. Allan practically pounced into the mini-living room and licked his lips seductively as she moaned. Allan let out his own breathy moan and gently slid on top of her. He cuddled Majek for a moment, giving her a vice-like hug before attacking her lips with his own. What a fucking animal man. Almost disgusting, no? He pulled away and growled. "Who's the tease now, sweetie?" That would be Allan...

[Majek Fryze]

like a roller coaster ride,,

grinning at his answering moan, majek felt like a wild animal, doing their mating calls, and she definietly got one back. smirking as he slid ontop of her, she giggled, before his lips literally attacked hers. oh damn, that boy was a beast. as he pulled away, she grinned. "you are, my sexy little beast." she grinned, rolling him over on the huge couch, so she was ontop of him. "but baby, i'm soo wet." she moaned, and touched his chest. her fingers weren't cold anymore, actually quite the opposite. smiling, majek let her fingers slide down his body, and tug off his shorts. she threw them off to the side, not knowing at all where they landed.

kissing allan's chest softly, she slid her fingers into his boxers. "hehe, your snake is going to bite me." she squealed, feeling him. touching him. rubbing him. then what did she do? pull her hand out of his boxers, and pulled off her tank top. ha, silly girl wasn't even wearing a bra. getting up, she went into the kitchen and got a beer, before coming back, in only her tiny black underwear. you'd think she'd be all... self consious without a shirt or bra. but not around allan. she'd seen him naked plenty of times, and he'd seen her naked plenty of times. it was more natural for them to see eachother naked. weird, eh?

walking back over to the couch, she popped open the beer, and it fizzed all over her chest. "hehe, oops." she giggled, ever so innocently. "now i'm really, really wet." she pouted, and pulled off allan's boxers. "fuck, now i'm really, really, really wet." she smirked, and lowers her lips down. of course she had to give hime something. it's only fair. so, she gave him a blowj. being her, a very nice one at that.