::Deadgirl::

Hard as Candy

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Rickie stepped into room.

It was cold and damp; and it brought an unbelieveble scent up his nostrils:

"Why are we here?"Rickie asked, pushing away J.T. breathlessly, who began to nuzzle insanely against his neck.

J.T. swallowed, and looked up at him.

"What? Why?"he wondered, continuing his nuzzling, prickling Rickie with the sharp whiskers of his growing beard. Rickie was forced up into the nearest wall, J.T's hands enclosing around him. The youngest was forced to play along, and slid those arms of his around J.T's neck.

But that same disturbing smell distracted him.

"St-uh-Stop!"Rickie was already tired of J.T. and the smell, and even the room he picked, pushing him away from him with a hard shove. J.T. snickered, but not amusingly.

He was used to J.T's rapidly changing moods.

There were many bruises over his body to prove it all: "Your an ass...Rickie."he snorted, before overcoming him again, and nipping hard at the nape of his neck, flicking his tongue out to flop around in the mass of tiny baby hairs.

Rickie tried to hold back his feelings this time, biting his bottom lip as hard as he possibly could, but all he did was inflict some medium pain on himself, blood oozing from his lip.

J.T. moved his body strangely against his, nipping turning into ferocious bites!

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"Come on. Make a noise, man!"

J.T. continued to bite at his defenseless friend beneath him, against the wall, grinding his hips with Rickie's.

Rickie's fingers pinched deeper into J.T's shoulder blades, showing him how badly he was holding it all in. "Fuck-you!"he growled deeply, letting his head hit the wall, and gazing weakly up at the ceiling.

J.T's hands moved from wrapped crazily around his neck, to up his shirt.

Rickie was a jumpy one!

but who would blame him. J.T's hands were freezing cold, and caused his nipples to harden instantly as he pinched them with some power. "What about now?"J.T. spoke, his face lost in his neck, those eagar hands still enjoying themselves all over Rickie's warm, soft, yet hard toned body.

Rickie still refused to give J.T. what he wanted.

But J.T. knew what usually worked. Grab his dick and squeeze like hell.

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That wasn't what happened...not at all.

It was Rickie who fought back, and grabbed J.T's dick.

His grip around his growing member was so tight, J.T. moved his face from his neck, and down at the hand. "Now whose the cry-baby?"Rickie gave him a cocky stare, watching J.T's face distort from pain, to pleasure.

J.T. felt himself grow more by each touch, and drew closer.

"I love you man. Always have..."J.T. took Rickie's hand off, and locked fingers together. Rickie smiled and both met foreheads; and kissed!

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E/N: Just a fun thing...it might be dumb and short...but it was cute:D