i've been playing aces {Jo-Jo}

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Dorian scuffed his sandals along the sandy path, playing with the hem of his shorts as he walked. He had the evening free...again. Why was it that Marcus always had fights on the days Dorian wanted to spend with him? It was infuriating, and yet Dorian couldn't deny that spending time outdoors on his own was helping. He was able to clear his head, open his mind. Just been himself for once in a while.

Not that he really knew who he was anymore. He was becoming this feminine little doll of a boy every day now, not just on the odd occasion. He'd started off, in high school, just wearing the odd skirt and dress. Teetering around in heels that didn't really fit him. But now he was far more comfortable in a shirt skirt and heels than in anything made for men. But that didn't mean he actually wanted to be a girl, did it?

He just liked the clothes, the way they felt against his skin. How beautiful he felt after he had shaved his legs and applied his make-up. Brushing his long blonde hair, even if he was just going to tie it up. He was becoming less of a 'man' every day. But he wasn't even sure he cared. Sure people talked about him, and not in a nice way. But they were just jealous. Right?

With a sigh, Dorian flopped down on the sandy shore, watching the boats sail past. Diving into his handbag, he pulled out a cigarette and lit up, inhaling slowly. He needed someone. Anyone. To help him. To tell him he was beautiful no matter what he was. Boy or girl. But there wasn't anyone like that. He sighed and pulled his knees up to his chest. Just watching people as they passed, hoping someone would stop and talk to him. But he doubted they would.

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[JOSEPH FRENCH]

Joseph French had been on an adventure of his own; namely wandering aimlessly around Vegas, flitting between the street bands he found in unexpected nooks, and praising them for their unique sounds. He had made it all the way to the lake before fatigue and heat were beginning to catch up with him. Why did walking have to take so much effort? His car was still in the shop, with a blown gasket, or something, which left him on his own two feet out in the blazing sun.

With a fluid movement, Joey stripped off his white wife-beater, and flung it over one shoulder. He knew he looked good. The boy's skin was a natural tan that people paid actual money for, and his abdomen wasn't flabby and gross looking, instead toned nicely, and he wasn't afraid to show it off.

Running his hand through his hair, he looked around, noticing a blonde girl, sitting alone on the shore. Without much deliberation, only a quick glance around for a possible boyfriend that may belong to her, and seeing none, he strode up to the blonde's side.

"Excuse me beautiful, this spot taken?"

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It's short, sorry. I'm babysitting, so I'm super distracted~
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Dorian looked up as he heard the unfamiliar voice coming from behind him. He looked up, squinting slightly in the sunshine. Wow...just...wow. He smiled and blushed slightly, shaking his head at the boy. No, it's not reserved,

Biting his lip he looked the boy up and down, not able to find a single flaw. Maybe praying actually worked? Dorian blushed a little more as he realized he was staring. I'm Dorian, he said, having debated with himself as to whether he made up some girls name and run with it.

But that always seemed to get him into trouble. Not hiding the fact he was a boy from the start tended to avoid any awkward situations at a later date. Not that Dorian had even thought that far...much. You look a little...hot...walked a long way? he asked, trying to keep an 'innocent' smile on his face.

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Joey grinned a very childish smile, a wide, tooth-bearing smile, and sat down next to Dorian. He sighed internally, not realizing he'd been anticipating rejection. Not that it happened often, of course.

"I'm Joseph," He replied, sticking out a hand. "But you can call me whatever you'd like," He added with a wink. "And Dorian is a lovely name,"

He glanced down at himself, a thin layer of glistening sweat very apparent on his skin. Gross, he thought dimly. Joseph was not a fan of being anything but clean, though he wouldn't show his displeasure in front of anyone else.

"Far enough," Joey said vaugely, feeling the grime adding up on his skin. A shower would be the first order of buisness when he got home. But first, he decided, he would see how far he could get with the lovely blonde sitting next to him. "What's a pretty thing like yourself doing all alone on a day like this."

Fufufu.
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I can call you whatever I like? Dorian said, a childish grin across his face. He scooted closer to the other boy as slowly as he dared. Though he expected the other would notice pretty quickly. Joseph's a really nice name, he said quietly, repeating it quietly to himself, changing to tone to make it sound far more dirty that he intended.

He blushed and bit his lip, as if he only just realized. Looking over at the other he smiled, his hand brushing over Joseph's arm. Lovely and sweaty, he teased, giggling as girlishly as he could.

He looked over at Joseph, contemplating the question for a moment before resting his head on the boy's shoulder, sighing as he did. I've got no one to play with, he said, pouting slightly, as he brought his knees up to his chest. Hands running over his thing bare legs. And what about you, Jo-Jo, why are you on your own? No pretty damsels to save? he teased, smiling up at the boy as he batted his lashes.

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Joey tried to control his heart rate as Dorian slyly moved closer to him. "I'm glad you like it," He breathed out slowly. The close capacity of the blonde was triggering every male instinct inside of him to flirt horribly and get them to the nearest hotel bed, and these feelings intensified with Dorian leaning on his shoulder.

He felt pleasant goosebumps as Dorian's fingers ran along his arm. Sweat was not his idea of 'lovely' in any regard, but Dorian's comment brought color to his cheeks and a faint smile to his lips.

"Damsels? I'm hardly the heroic type," He laughed heartily. "But if you need someone to play with...I wouldn't mind filling that, eh, position for a while," Winking, he wrapped an arm casually around Dorian's small frame.

"You don't have a scary boyfriend that'll kick my ass for this..right?"

Bro. I suck. I need to fix this problem...later.
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Dorian blushed, leaning against the boy a little more when the other's arm was encouragingly wrapped around him. This is nice, he thought for a moment, letting out a sigh and resting his chin on Joseph's shoulder. He smiled at the other boy, nuzzling his nose against the bare skin of his soft neck, giggling once more before settling back down.

Oh I don't know, Dorian said, clicking his tongue and letting out a huge fake sigh as if the whole weight of the world was on his shoulders at that moment. I mean...if you can't rescue damsels, he said, biting his bottom lip; hand running up Joseph's leg and stopping at the top of his thigh. I don't know if you'd be suitable...I mean, I am a princess after all. he teased, fingers walking over the other boy's crotch as slowly as he dared.

At the next comment he had to laugh out loud, using all of his strength he pushed the other boy onto his back and climbed on top, his legs either side of Joseph's lovely stomach. A scary boyfriend? Well...it depends...I mean, he's in jail right now so I can't really say for sure, he joked, giggling again as he pressed his small hands onto the boy's chest.

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[JOSEPH FRENCH]

Joseph hadn't been this close to anyone in a while, and he had to admit, even though the two barely knew each other, it felt good to have someone to hold.

"I didn't realize I was in the company of royalty," Joey replied almost sarcastically, with a grin and an arched eyebrow. "Though, I should have guessed by how beautiful you are," Ignoring the next comment, he ventured a look at Dorian, or rather Dorian's long, exposed legs. With surprising strength from the blonde, (though, to be fair, Joey wasn't resisting /too/ much), he found himself on his back in the sand, and Dorian on top of him, a leg on either side.

Yes, this felt good too, he decided, laughing at Dorian's prison boyfriend. Even if that was true, which he highly doubted it was, it certainly did not affect him.

"As long as he never finds out, right?" Running his hands along the back of Dorian's smooth legs, tracing the coutures with gentle care, and stopping when he reached Dorian's upper thighs, he had to smile. "It can be our little secret,"

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Dorian giggled and bit his lip, turning away as if he was hiding a blush. Our little secret? he echoed, slipping the end of his finger into his mouth, pretending to think about it. Well, I'm pretty good at keeping secrets... he reasoned with himself, pretending this was a tough choice to make. Alright, I guess this princess can stick around a bit longer he grinned, maneuvering himself so he was in a slightly more comfortable position for them both.

And what about you? Dorian said biting his lip and leaning forward so he could rest his chin on the boy's chest and still look at Joseph. No bitchy girlfriend I need to get rid of? he asked, blushing at the fact Joseph's hands were on the backs of his legs. Oh this boy was good.

He leant further foreword, his lips pressed lightly against the other boy's ear. So what game are we playing? he whispered, his own hands slipping down Joseph's side till he felt the rough material of the boy's pants.

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[JOSEPH FRENCH]

Dorian shifted and leaned into him, causing Joey's heart to beat much more rapidly. If cursing your heart aloud were socially acceptable, he would've been a prime offender. Fuck, seriously heart. Chill. This wasn't the first time anything like this had happened, so he shouldn't be reacting like an innocent schoolboy. Very cute, Joey thought briefly, his mind changing the subject while watching Dorian slip a finger between soft lips. He couldn't help but smile as Dorian asked about competition. Bitchy girlfriends?

"None that come to mind," He answered, with a thin smile. Lies. He could name three or four /exes/ right off the bat that would skin Dorian if they saw the, ahem, provociative position the two were in. But he did not feel the need to mention that particular detail. In any case, Dorian was much more attractive than they were, and Joey was perfectly content laying here.

As Dorian whispered his question, Joey's brain scrambled for a witty remark. Flirty, suductive, anything. He stalled for time by letting his fingers dance around the bottom hem of the denim shorts, and his lips graze the soft flesh of Dorian's neck.

"Whatever you wanna play, Princess,"

Joey wasn't sure how he felt about Dorian's hand finding it's way to his pants, but something in him found it exciting, and wanted to play along. What could go wrong?

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Dorian smiled at the fact Joseph didn't have a girlfriend. Perfect. More fun for them. Not that Dorian cared if the boy had a girlfriend, she wasn't around. He smiled down at the boy and slowly ran his tongue over his bottom lip. As he leant forward he felt Joseph's lips on his neck. This was so easy, he wasn't even doing anything and the boy was all over him. It was perfect and Dorian couldn't think of anything better at that moment in time.


He slipped off the boy's stomach and lay next to him on the sand, pulling Joseph's arm around him so the other boy's hand was resting on his ass. He nuzzled up against the other's side, resting his arm on the boy's chest, drawing patterns with his finger. Whatever I want? he repeated, scrunching his nose slightly. Well, I want you to be the man, and take charge and tell me what to do, he replied, smirking at the other before sitting up a little.

Unless you just wanna get a room somewhere and let me give you the best fuck of your life...I'd offer to do it here, but getting sand in your panties isn't a nice feeling... especially when they're already tight.

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[JOSEPH FRENCH]

Joey couldn't deny that he was hopelessly infatuated by Dorian, and every move the blonde made had him following with fixated eyes. But he also knew he wasn't one for randomly hooking up with people he met ten minutes ago..as much as he might want to. Dorian had slid off and was laying next to him now, and his own hand was placed in a spot he wouldn't have placed it on his own.

Calm down. It's nothing more than a playful-Dorian's next words threw his mind into oblivion. His first thought was to push Dorian over and get nitty-gritty right then and there. But then again, sandy shores weren't the most fun to fuck on, and he really did not want sand his or Dorian's, eh, downstairs business. He smiled slowly, pretending to think about it.

"Do I get marked down if I say the second one sounds more appealing?" Joey replied cheekily. He knew he had some cash in his wallet, more than enough for a decent hotel. He followed Dorian's lead, and sat up slightly, leaning on his elbow.

"We wouldn't want you getting sand in your panties, now would we?"

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Dorian giggled at the boy, tapping the other's nose with his finger. Why don't you combine both together for a gold star? he said, leaning forward and pressing his lips gently to the corner of Joseph's mouth. He blushed and pulled away, getting to his feet and dusting the sand off his legs before offering his hand for Joey to take.

Trust me, I'm not a pretty princess with sand where sand shouldn't be, he smirked. Once Joseph had got to his feel Dorian pulled the boy towards him, snaking his arms up around the other's neck. Do you pick up many people on the beach to take back? he grinned, as though this had all been Joseph's idea and he hadn't taken part at all. He kissed the underside of the boy's chin lightly, hands roaming over the boy's bare chest.

Dorian looked up as he pulled away from the other, enclosing his fingers around one of Joey's belt loops. Lead the way then, sir he giggled, covering his mouth with his hand. Biting his lip he looked the boy over once more, batting his eyelashes. Meeting me is going to the be the best thing that's every happened to your body...trust me, Dorian whispered, pressing his lips to the shell of Joseph's ear before taking the boy's hand once more.

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Standing, he felt Dorian's hands around his neck briefly, before then shifting to a belt loop. "Only the pretty ones," He replied in a harsh whisper. "Come on Princess," Clutching Dorian's hand, he guided them to a fairly decent hotel, one that he knew from experience accepted cash instead of credit cards.

The hotel clerk gave the pair a scrutinizing glare, but handed over the key to the room and pointed them in the right direction. Joey pulled Dorian along the halls, stopping every once in a while to steal a kiss or whisper something in the blonde's ear, pushing back the silky locks gently and twisting them around his fingers. It would do no good to get there and not be in the mood, now would it?

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Aside from the little "What the fuck?!" moment after clothes had been discarded, Dorian had been right; he /had/ been the best thing that had ever happened to Joey's body. Though he hadn't really known what to do or say at that moment, like always, he went with the flow and had no regrets. Thank god he didn't have anything against being with men, otherwise it could've been disastrous.

And, Joey thought with a smile, Dorian is the perfect /type/ of man. Feminine. Joey couldn't stand other cocky, dominant males, and he certainly could not be with them in any regard. But with Dorian..he was half a step from being a woman, with certain perks of being a man. Perfect.

Standing from the bed, stretching his long legs out in front of him, he located his clothing and began putting them on in silence. His heart was still beating and his head still pounded with the passing adrenaline rush.

"Definitely the best fuck of my life," He laughed quietly. "You were right about that one,"

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Dorian lay back on the bed for a moment, looking up at the ceiling. Well, that had been...amazing. He sat up, leaning over the bed to pull his panties back on. Standing up he walked up behind the other boy and wrapped his arms around Joseph's middle. Lazily placing kisses across the boy's bare back he smiled, a hand slipping down slightly. Of course. I'm always right, Dorian smirked, moving around so he could kiss the boy's lips.

So, he began, walking his thin fingers over the boy's chest, I hope you don't plan on getting away from me that easily. I'm not done with you yet. Biting his lip he took both of Joseph's hands and placed them on his own waist before kissing the boy's neck. With a cheeky smile on his face he slipped out of Joseph's grip and stole the boy's shirt from the floor.

I guess this'll do, he giggled, pulling it over his head and flicking his hair over one shoulder. The perfect length, the white shirt just about covering the black panties. He smiled at the other boy, jumping on the bed and stepping away from Joseph. Thanks for the free shirt, he called, giggling and faking a blush.

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