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Post by derrick ROMANOV on Jul 17, 2012 1:09:10 GMT -5
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maybe even two, it's up to you. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Today had been a rather fun and interesting one in Derrick's opinion. He had managed to somehow get one of his parent's bottles, which so happened to be vodka. It had been a huge oddisey to get it and even more to not have them realize the bottle was gone. Although to be honest he had nothing to worry about because his parents were gone for the day, and even the following day because of some trip they had to do involving their work. He had never been more pleased with his parents job. It was then that he texted Corbin, after all he was his best friend in the word and if he had booze then he was going to share it. It didn't took very long for Corbin to arrive at his house, the beauty of living near yoru best friend. He just hoped there were no problems with his family about letting him come over, although it wasn't even that late, although maybe for a fourteen year old it was. He had no clue to be honest, his prents always allowed him to do whatever he wanted after all.
Either way he had been inside his house for the past thirty minutes and he could already feel himself a little on the happy side of things. He had beard Vodka would get too you sooner than the other liquor, but he had not even thought twice when he snatched the bottle and rushed out of the house. He knew his parents wouldn't notice, half the time they didn't even knew what they had and didn't have inside that place. "Dude! I can't believe I haven't done this before, they will never notice it's gone" he said laughing as he shook his head. A drink in hand while he sat at the couch, his legs stretched out along the couch while his back was resting against the arm rest. His other hand resting under his head, as if it was a pillow of some sort.
"Although next time I should probably choose something else" He added with a smirk, turning his head to look over at his friend. His eyes locked on him for a few seconds; then he drift then to look around the room. He guessed his parents were gone, although he wasn't sure but who cared? His house was only a few blocks away from his anyway. Der was unsure as to why he was thinking about that, but he moved one hand to run across his hair, waiting for any sort of comment from Corbin's side. . |
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Post by Corbin Blake Castleman on Aug 5, 2012 15:47:57 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] I KISSED A BOY AND I LIKED IT The Words: 684 The Outfit: clicky The Notes hey at least both of us forgot about it haha Cor literally had been doing nothing but staring up at his ceiling. He was completely bored. Sure he could roll over and get his phone to text one of the three people he always was with. It wasn’t as if that was a hard thing to do, it was just that his phone was on his bed and well he was on the floor. He slowly went through the pros and cons of getting his phone and who he would even text. There was Anna who he had been friends with…well he wasn’t sure how long now. He knew that they were close and that the girl would be there for him no matter what, but he stayed away from one on one time with the girl because he knew how Der felt about her. Even if they weren’t dating she would always be Der’s. Then there was Molly. She was new to the group and all he knew was that she was gorgeous, but he got the faint feeling that she felt like he was just a burden to her. Some annoying little brother figure who she just dealt with. Still he had a small crush on the girl, but he was sure that it would go away soon. None of his crushes lasted that long anyways. And then there was Der. His best friend. Had been since he was seven. He loved the boy with all his heart and knew that he was really the only person he would ever trust besides his big brother James.
Before Cor could decide who he was going to text, although he already knew before he went through the list, his phone went off. With a groan he rolled over and crawled to his beg, lazily taking his phone off his bed. Of course it was Der, it seemed like they always had the same thought process of when to hang out. Although they did hang out every day so it wasn’t like it was a rare thing. At the word booze Cor shot up. Free booze without parents, he was there. He figured he wouldn’t be coming home that night since he would be too drunk and his Mormon parents would totally freak. Cor quickly stuffed clothes and a toothbrush into his backpack, shoved his phone in his pocket and was out the door yelling quickly to his parents that he was going to stay the night at Der’s. It was a regular thing and they were used to it. Actually he was pretty sure more of the time his dad preferred it. They didn’t get a long so the less that Cor was home, the better.
Cor was now in the pure bliss of an alcohol soaked brain. He had only gotten drunk two or three times before so he was still a bit of a light weight. There was a stupid grin slapped on his face and everything seemed funnier than it actually was. ‘Dude this is so much better than trying to sneak into one of the parties’ Der was on the football team and was always invited to the parties. Thing was, Cor was bottom of the food chain, stoner kid, meaning that it was hard getting Cor into parties and Der wasn’t too fond of going without Cor. Cor couldn’t help who he was though. He didn’t want to end up like his siblings so of course he didn’t try hard in classes even though he was smart and even though he was athletic he refused to try out for any of the teams. So stoner kids were who he stuck with and lived on the pursuit of happiness. ‘Nah I like the vodka. Get’s me drunker faster. Is drunker a word? If it’s not it should be. Drunker. Drunker. I like it. Can we get it in the dictionary? Ok Cor was a little loopy when drunk. He rambled, he giggled, and better yet he was cuddly towards whoever was closest which probably explained why he was now slowly making his way to cuddle up with his best friend. |
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Post by derrick ROMANOV on Aug 9, 2012 18:41:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=border,0,true][style=width:400px;height:190px;padding-right:5px; text-align:justify;font-family:arial; font-size:9px; line-height:80%; overflow:auto;]Derrick was usually invited to parties, well no, not usually, he was always invited to parties and everyone pretty much knew why. Being part of the football team opens a lot of doors for you. Literally, you walk into a place and they let you in without a question. Well, within reason of course. However today the boy had no parties to go to and even if he did he hadn't been in the mood to drag Corbin to a party, or even Anna or Molly. No, he had been looking forward to getting drunk and be able to do whatever he wanted without worrying how the heck he was going to find his way back home or how he was going to get Anna or Molly back home. Even Corbin for that matter but the two of them together tended to get a little too crazy. Alcohol not even being necessary for them o end up doing some crazy shit.That right there had been the reason as to why he had decided to just ask his friend to come to his house so they could get drunk and not care about anything else in the world. It was really what he had been planning on doing so he was glad that his friend had decided to come with him. A small sigh escaped his lips while he moved to drop the bottle on the floor, he was feeling himself rather happy and he knew that he was now drunk. The guy took a deep breath and then sighed yet again; why on earth was he doing that? He suddenly smiled because, well, he was drunk that was really the only reason one needed to explain why he was in such state of pure bliss. His eyes remained on Corbin the entire time, chuckling a little as he looked at him; Corbin always seemed funny, whether he was doing something or not. Except when he was serious, then he looked different, although Der wasn't sure what word to use to describe him on that state.
The guy could feel his head spinning a little and as he looked at Corbin more the more he wanted to slide closer to him. Maybe to speak to him better or perhaps because he just felt the sudden urge to do so. He had no clue but Corbin's voice distracted him as he now did his best to pay attention to the words. "Yeah I am running out of ideas to get you in" the guy chuckles once more at all the times that he had had to make some things to make it work for Corbin to be able to get into the party. He was a lot fun, and he didn't wanted to go to a party if he didn't have his best friend doing stupid things right there next to him. He nodded his head a little and he moved to take yet another sip of the vodka. He could feel the kick this time around and he let the bottle away once more because he just needed to stop for a little bit. His eyes turned to Corbin and he saw him speak once more. "Drunker...." he laughed and shook his head "I think we should definitely do that" he mentioned with a nod of his head which caused his head to spin and he quickly stopped. When he noticed what Corbin was trying to do he smiled and moved to wrap his arm around him, then he roll them over so Corbin could be on top of him now. "Oh my head" he laughed, rolling had not been a good idea at all but he had done it and now he was laughing about it. His eyes were closed and he moved his hands to run across his hair a little, as much as he could since he was laying down on his back.
"Corbin...I'm a little dizzy" he said chuckling as he opened his eyes to look up at his friend. He smiled like an idiot right now, because he did felt the room spinning slightly although he could still see Corbin perfectly fine. It was an odd sensation to feel the room move but still see things perfectly fine. Der kept an arm around Corbin's waist, just letting it resting there from when he flipped them over. The other one was resting peacefully on the ground. He wanted to maybe do something else but he couldn't think about what, his brain was trying to come up with something to do, which was frustrating because all it kept doing was laughing after a few seconds. Boy was he surprised at how fast he got drunk, but then again he was sort of still testing the waters on how much it took to get him drunk; also on what got him drunk quicker. Vodka, apparently, caused him to get drunk really fast and made him incredibly happy.
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Post by Corbin Blake Castleman on Aug 9, 2012 22:19:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] I KISSED A BOY AND I LIKED IT The Words: 592 The Outfit: clicky The Notes hey at least both of us forgot about it haha Drunker. Drunker. Drunker. The more Corbin’s mind repeated the word the funnier it sounded. He was laughing hysterically at it as he kept saying it over and over in his mind. He didn’t really even notice he was laughing. Yes he was definitely in that drunker stage. ‘Dress me up like a girl. We haven’t tried that yet. I’d make a hot chick. All the boys would want on my jock. And then I’d be all PSYCH I’m a dude. But I’d be so hot they’d still want me. Because I’m that good Der, I’m that good.’ Cor was positive he’d be a sexy chick. He didn’t need to dress up like a girl to get guys though. The small fact that Cor found some men attractive was something he hadn’t really told Der. He had never really acted on it because he figured it was all just in his mind. He did know one thing, he knew his best friend was attractive and he probably would never admit to that. At least soberly he wouldn’t. It wasn’t as if he was gay or anything. Not like there was anything wrong with being gay. He just knew he wasn’t. Sex with females was too awesome to be gay. He just found his best friend attractive. Nothing wrong with that, right? ‘Ok let’s call them up right now. They’ll listen. Do we call Webster? Or is there a hotline? Or do we have to email them? Maybe we should make a petition. I’m sure people would want the word drunker in the dictionary. It’s an awesome word.’ This got the word repeating in his head again and the giggles once again started. He laughed even harder as Der enveloped him in his arms and rolled them over so Cor was now laying on top of the boy. Cor was smaller and weaker than his best friend, but by the time they had both fully grown up Cor would be both taller and stronger than his best friend. For now he took comfort and the older boy’s arms and goofily smiled down at him.
‘Not me. I’m never dizzy. Drunkerness doesn’t make you dizzy. Just really happy. And cuddly. And awesome. And sexy. That should be what the definition is when we call the dictionary people. One of the definitions should just be my name because I made it up so I can do that.’ Oh the drunk ramblings of Corbin Castleman. Cor looked down at his best friend still with a big, lazy, goofy smile. When he opened his eyes, Cor’s locked with his. Some weird spark ignited with in him, something he hadn’t really felt since they were children and Der had used his puppy dog eyes on him. After the first time of succumbing to those eyes at age eight Cor had mentally prepared himself from them became unsubject to them. But this, this was that same feeling from when he was eight, but more powerful. It almost seemed magnetic. A small voice in his head just kept repeating the words do it over and over again. He was drunk. It seemed like a good idea. Why not just do it? Cor was attractive, Der was attractive, what was the problem with kissing the older boy? Cor mentally shrugged and just went for it. His eyes closed and he placed his lips onto Der’s. They were warm and inviting and Cor liked the sensation floating through his body. Ok maybe Cor was a little less straight than he thought he was. |
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Post by derrick ROMANOV on Aug 13, 2012 17:02:12 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=border,0,true][style=width:400px;height:190px;padding-right:5px; text-align:justify;font-family:arial; font-size:9px; line-height:80%; overflow:auto;]Der found himself laughing along with Corbin; although a some point his brain asked him why on earth they were laughing. Even so it didn't seem to matter that he didn't have an answer for the happy sensation stayed within him and he continued what he was doing. Boy would his parents get a laugh out of this if they could see them; granted they might be slightly upset due to him stealing one of their bottles of vodka but, they would also find them to be highly entertaining when they are drunk and so they would get a laugh out of their silliness. His eyes looked around the place, he had no clue if they had drink way too much or if they had only managed to drink a few sips but either way he was drunk but maybe not drunker. That made him laugh again, still listening to Corbin's words though, he busted out laughing even harder and his stomach was stating to hurt a little. His mind unable to stop itself as he pictured Corbin with longer hair and actual women's clothes. "Dude! what the hell" he shook his head and sighed "You are not that good but you could definitely fool a few people" he couldn't exactly agree on that and he couldn't really think on how the hell did Corbin came up with that crazy idea. Man he loved that kids brain; it worked on a different level really and it usually kept him laughing a lot. Much like right now. "I think a petition would work, who wouldn't like to use the work drunker! it is brilliant you need to come up with more words, you are good at it...maybe you could make it a job thing" he added while he thought about it. He found his mind trying to come up with words but it just wasn't going to work out so he let it slip because his attention spam had decreased due to the alcohol inside his system. His mind was clouded as well so the idea of dressing up his best friend as a girl soon slipped away from his mind.
Thankfully for him now he had the boy on top of him and he could see him without having to tilt his head to the side because that had been annoying him a little. Both his arms were wrapped around the guy's waist, one hand actually moving to rest in the middle of his back to hold him close, yes he was feeling rather cuddly and touchy at the moment which was why he was making sure his friend was as close to him as possible. Derrick had closed his eyes in the hope of getting the dizzy sensation to slip away from him, but his ears remained giving Corbin his attention. Another round of laughter came to him; yes the definition would work out nicely. "Your name? Yes, you are the definition of drunker" he responded while opening his eyes to look at his friend; his bright blue eyes locked with Corbin's hazel ones. He smiled a little, probably from the vodka inside of him, or perhaps due to Corbin's contagious smile. The guy was too distracted with his own happiness to notice the look on Corbin's face, had he been paying more attention he would have seen the kiss coming but that did not happen at all. The following made him snap out of his thoughts, he looked at the boy on top of him, saw his eyes closed and felt his lips on his. The cuddly, touchy mood that he was in due to the vodka caused him not to pull back instantly. In fact, he just sort of stayed there, letting the soft and warm sensation of Corbin's lips to be washed off onto his. His eyes even closed and he frowned, so if it felt this nice with just Corbin kissing how would it feel if he kissed him back? But he kept telling himself he didn't like guys, he didn't like the guy who was currently on top of him. On the other hand the alcohol was saying, 'that doesn't matter, you have the chance to kiss someone, you want to kiss someone, so go for it. Deal with the reasoning later' Yeah, he agreed with the alcohol; so he gently kissed him back. Leaving aside the gender, he was pleased. He forgot about the fact that he was kissing a guy, he just told himself: 'they are just lips, a kiss, it's not like you are having sex, that would be weird'. It was like testing the waters. Derrick always told everyone and himself that there was a first time for everything; then why shouldn't there be a first time for this as well?
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