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mute_clay ([personal profile] mute_clay) wrote2004-07-01 12:10 am

Work

I've been working a lot lately. It's okay. That way I'm sure I can sleep at night. No sense in staying awake thinking about things I cannot change.

I've been making a kennel for David and Alan's dog. David calls it Toto now. That's good. I didn't like he called it Dog. It reminded me of Ma.

Now he wants me to make a chicken coop. I'm not to tell Alan but I don't really see how Alan can avoid noticing if there's suddenly a lot of chickens in his backyard. Seeing as how they are noisy. And smell a bit.

Callie haven't been back. I miss her.

Jimmy's been in an accident so I am looking after Julie for a while. And Darth Maul has stopped trying to choke me to death when I sleep. Now she just tries to trip me up when I have to take a piss at night.

She's really clever though. And she hasn't ruined the plants Callie gave me. I water them everyday. If they stay alive she'll come back to me.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-01 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
Clay's simple invitation makes Weps inhale sharply. He releases Clay's cock and begins to slip his jeans down his legs, keeping his eyes locked on Clay's face, needing to know if he's reading him right.

Weps' breathing is faster now and his lips dry. He licks them and with a sigh, pulls Clay's jeans down over his hips and off his feet. He looks down at Clays' golden body, remembering other times.

"You're so special," he whispers, then kneels back and begins to unfasten his own pants.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-01 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Clay stretches languidly, grinning up at Weps. Is that a good thing or a bad?

He sits up to give Weps a hand. His hands are rough now that he is working again but his touch is fairly gentle.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-01 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Weps grins back. "Depends on which angle you're looking from I suppose," he murmurs, pulling off his jeans. He runs his hand up clay's thighs, stroking them - spreading them - and then just touches his tongue to the head of Clay's cock - tasting the wetness there. Kneeling back, he licks his lips again. "But from where I'm sitting, I'd say it was a good thing... very good."

Reaching into his rucksack, Weps finds the oil he uses to cook the fish and smears some on his fingers and cock.

"Extra-virgin, no less, " he murmurs with a smile, trailing his hand over Clay's cock and balls, seeking and finding his hole with warm sure fingers.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-02 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Clay gives a small sigh and let's his head fall back, closing his eyes. Feeling.

He trusts Weps completely. No hesitation, no holding back. He just relaxes and feels, his arousal building at the touches.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-02 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Weps takes his time, slowly working his fingers into Clay, preparing him, stretching him, wanting him to enjoy, to feel every moment... He presses his lips to Clay's warm muscled belly, runs his tongue round his navel, biting softly as he rubs his fingers just so - and gauging Clay's response...

"You ready for me, my golden friend?" he asks softly against Clay's skin.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-02 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Clay gasps and arches, letting one thigh slide up Weps' body in a tactile yes.

He is squirming a little, moving down on Weps's fingers, his breathing quick. He is moaning a little, silent sounds making his throat work, sweat pearling on his chest.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-02 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"So am I," Weps murmurs, slowly removing his fingers and slicking on a condom retrieved from his shirt. "I hadn't planned this," he whispers, lifting Clay's legs around his waist. Weps positions himself and presses in slow, watching Clay's face and gasping with pleasure as he sheathes himself deep in deliciously tight heat.

He stills a moment, mouth slightly open, then pulls back and smiles breathlessly. "No, I hadn't planned this at all..." he adds as a deep moan of pleasure escapes his throat, "but geez, I'm sure glad I'm here..."

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-03 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Clay is gasping and pushing back, smell tremors running across his belly. He doesn't know why he is suddenly like this, needy and achy and desperate, but he doesn't care. Doesn't want to know really. He just wants Weps to go on. And on and on til there is no breath left, no pain, no fear. Nothing but flesh and sweat and - Yes.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-03 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, that's it..." Weps groans, smiling breathlessly down at Clay and thrusting back in hard, again and again.

"Move with me, feel me inside you... fuck - you feel so hot..."

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-04 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
One trembling hand moves up, as Clay skims Weps' wet skin with the tip of his fingers.

He is already close, mouth open as he keeps up his silent moans.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-04 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Weps can feel his climax gathering almost in his toes as he watches Clay's face, sensing he's close too. The feather-light touch of Clay's rough fingers on his skin is the catalyst and Weps groans and thrusts in one last time, orgasm hitting him hard and fast.

"Ah..." he gasps, "Clay..."

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-04 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
Clay drops his hand down to his own cock and strokes once, twice, hard. The orgasm is a drawn-out shudder, making him moan silently. His head drops back.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-04 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
His hands still propped either side of Clay's head, Weps drops his head to Clay's shoulder, breathing hard as tremors of pleasure continue to ripple through his body. Slowly he lowers himself onto the trembling body beneath him, wrapping his arms round Clay and nuzzling and kissing the damp skin of his neck.

"Missed you," he murmurs.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Clay slowly relaxes into Weps' arms, rubbing his own chin against his hair.

I've missed you too.

He stretches one leg out, wincing a little.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
Weps smiles against Clay's chest at the feel of his chin in his hair. But then he feels Clay's body tense as he moves his leg and he lifts his head.

"You okay?" he asks softly, watching Clay's face. "Shit... have I hurt you?"

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
Clay gives him a small grin.

I*m okay. Just out of practice.

He moves onto his side, resting his head on Weps' arm.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
Weps grins back, shifting position to lie facing Clay, then kissing him on the nose. "You have the most wonderful way with words, my golden friend," he murmurs. "Don't tell me you were waiting for me," he teases, his eyes dancing.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Would it make you happy?

Clay is grinning broader now, one hand stroking slowly up and down Weps' side.

I have missed you though.

A softer smile.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-05 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Weps sighs, warm and relaxed and enjoying Clay's touch on his skin. He lifts a hand to Clay's cheek, stroking it softly.

"Missed you too," he murmurs, "but I'm here now. And here for you if you need me." He returns the smile. "And I don't just mean like this - unless you want the practice, of course..."

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-06 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Clay grins and moves with the touch, closing his eyes a little.
I know.
It's nice. He's missed this. A lot. Missed Weps.

He burrows closer and kisses him on the side of his neck.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-06 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm... that feels good," Weps murmurs, pulling Clay in closer, enjoying the feel of skin against skin. "Always did love the touch of your mouth..."

Weps sighs and closes his eyes, glad of their secluded position as he really is in no hurry to move.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-06 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Clay keeps up the kissing for a little while. Then he drifts off to sleep.
Unguarded, his face looks tired and worn, and one hand stays curled around Weps's wrist.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-07 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Weps wakes suddenly at the sound of a dog barking. He quickly looks around but no-one is in sight. Sighing he relaxes, looking down at Clay, who is curled up tight against him. He brushes stray hair from Clay's forehead and watches him sleep. Not for the first time, he wishes that his friend could find peace.

[identity profile] mute-clay.livejournal.com 2004-07-07 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Clay stirs a little from the touch and then slowly opens his eyes, blinking up at Weps.

Hi there.

He yawns.

[identity profile] peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com 2004-07-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey... sorry - didn't mean to wake you," Weps murmurs, smiling down at Clay.

"We haven't done much fishing," he says with a smile. "Fancy coming back to the house for some coffee and a bite to eat?"

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