Thank god I'm not at work...
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thistlechaserI howled in laughter at this! Made with the Instant Slash Generator, it's...
The darkness was all around as Sly walked through outside TR HQ down towards Sly's bedroom, random thoughts of sucking crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Lee had told him she often dreamed about Giovanni involved in kiss with a Growlithe, but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Grayson.
One day Sly would discuss his feelings with Valentino, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Grayson masturbating himself with a Growlithe.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the blender he was carrying with him. Would Grayson's finger feel like that to his toe?
What would Grayson think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating pizza off Grayson's beautiful hair?
Sly rubbed the blender against his finger, whispering Grayson's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to Sly's bedroom but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Grayson's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Grayson had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. Outside TR HQ was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the pizza he was carrying and leisurely scratched his finger.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Sly calling his name? He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his pizza and ran towards the sound of his lovey-dovey's voice.
Grayson stumbled through the darkness towards Sly. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his lovey-dovey being attacked by a Growlithe? Was he about to be raped by Hauser dressed as Giovanni? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his toe.
Sly, Sly, my lovey-dovey, screamed Grayson. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Sly leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the blender and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare hair pointing in the air.
Grayson! Sly gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Valentino said you were in Sly's bedroom engaged in some sucking with Lee.
No, I was alone in Sly's bedroom with nothing but my Growlithe for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your hair was, and how I would like to stroke my finger against it, and have you kiss my toe, and now I see your hair for myself I realise that not even Giovanni has a hair to compare with yours.
Oh, lovey-dovey, Valentino said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Lee.
What! That old Growlithe, I'd rather get involved in kiss with Hauser, a blender, and pizza than dream of suck with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my toe curl.
Oh, Sly!
Oh, Grayson, my lovey-dovey!
Cue soft music, sounds of suck and kiss, soft focus and fade.........
The darkness was all around as Sly walked through outside TR HQ down towards Sly's bedroom, random thoughts of sucking crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Lee had told him she often dreamed about Giovanni involved in kiss with a Growlithe, but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Grayson.
One day Sly would discuss his feelings with Valentino, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Grayson masturbating himself with a Growlithe.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the blender he was carrying with him. Would Grayson's finger feel like that to his toe?
What would Grayson think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating pizza off Grayson's beautiful hair?
Sly rubbed the blender against his finger, whispering Grayson's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to Sly's bedroom but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Grayson's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Grayson had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. Outside TR HQ was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the pizza he was carrying and leisurely scratched his finger.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Sly calling his name? He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his pizza and ran towards the sound of his lovey-dovey's voice.
Grayson stumbled through the darkness towards Sly. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his lovey-dovey being attacked by a Growlithe? Was he about to be raped by Hauser dressed as Giovanni? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his toe.
Sly, Sly, my lovey-dovey, screamed Grayson. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Sly leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the blender and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare hair pointing in the air.
Grayson! Sly gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Valentino said you were in Sly's bedroom engaged in some sucking with Lee.
No, I was alone in Sly's bedroom with nothing but my Growlithe for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your hair was, and how I would like to stroke my finger against it, and have you kiss my toe, and now I see your hair for myself I realise that not even Giovanni has a hair to compare with yours.
Oh, lovey-dovey, Valentino said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Lee.
What! That old Growlithe, I'd rather get involved in kiss with Hauser, a blender, and pizza than dream of suck with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my toe curl.
Oh, Sly!
Oh, Grayson, my lovey-dovey!
Cue soft music, sounds of suck and kiss, soft focus and fade.........
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Oh...my...GOD
Date: 2002-11-27 02:24 pm (UTC)It's almost like the one Buffy humor fanfic piece I ran across this one time that featured Bush and Putin in a slash scene as the big bads. =)
Slashfic?
Date: 2002-11-27 03:34 pm (UTC)Poor Grayson...
*giggle*
no subject
Date: 2002-11-27 03:52 pm (UTC)