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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 10, 2009 19:10:18 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color]  we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-467
NOTES-ta-da sorry it’s sucky |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 10, 2009 19:42:32 GMT -5
 I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing.Caleb was ready for a night on the town. He hadn't gone out and partied yet, surprisingly. But tonight was the nigh the would, and get as drunk as possible. Which meant he would have to drink much more alcohol than a normal person. Caleb didn't get drunk easily...but for tonight, for some reason...he wanted to. Which was probably irrisponsible of him, considering he probably had practice or a show or some other crap tomorrow. But he didn't care. All he cared about was getting hammered and maybe meeting some guy to hook up with. Or girl...it didn't fucking matter to him! As long as they had a dick or boobs, Caleb was happy. And a happy Caleb is a good Caleb.
Looking into the mirror once more he grinned at his reflection. He looked good...real good if he did say so himself. Okay, so he could be a bit vain at times but what person wasn't? He smoothed down his shirt, made sure his skinny jeans were sitting on his hips and reached for his Converse to lace up on his feet. With one more quick brush and a hair flip, he was ready. But oh wait! Caleb forgot one thing...his eyeliner. He didn't overdo it on the makeup like some guys and girls he knew...but he did like to wear it when he went out. It looked good on him.
Walking out the door, finally, Caleb set off in the direction he hoped the night club was in. He didn't really know where it actually was...he's just go downtown and hoped he found it. And he did, after about ten minutes of thoughtless walking. Waiting in line for a couple minutes, Caleb was let in. Guess these places weren't too busy on Tuesday nights. Not that many places were busy Tuesday's. But he was in the mood to party, and waiting until Friday was not an option!
Making his way up to the bar, Caleb wondered what he should start off with. Something...strong. He liked starting things up with a bang. And the drink probably wouldn't even affect him anyways. "Could I have a vodka on the rocks, please?" Caleb asked, yelling to the bar tender. The guy nodded and went to work fixing his drink. He drummed his fingers on the table as he waited, looking around, trying to find a good person to set his sights on for the night. And finally...he spotted the person. It was a guy, thank god, sitting a few stools down from him. Caleb grinned, picked up his drink and walked over to him, a small smile on his face. "Hey." He said, sitting down next to the guy...praying his was gay or bi or drunk enough to hook up with a bi guy.
Count: 488.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: Recycled posts FTW. (:
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 10, 2009 22:06:39 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/i] Reese glanced up to see who had spoken to him. The other had dark hair and quite mesmerizing eyes, the boy wasn’t half bad looking. “Oi...” Reese replied with a slight nod. “I’m Reese...” He introduced himself, his Yorkshire accent thick, but not annoyingly thick. It was obvious the blonde boy wasn’t from America, but instead Leeds, England, just by his voice and the fact his normal greeting was ‘oi’ instead of ‘hey.’ Reese pulled his pale blue eyes away from the boy beside him and looked back down at his drink. The glass containing, vodka, orange juice and ice, had droplets of moisture that clung to the outside of it. After taking the last swallow of the alcoholic beverage he sat the empty glass on the bar with a slight ‘click’ sound before looking back up at the dark haired boy beside him. He let his light blue eyes scan over the boy before letting his eyes meet the others again. Still this boy ranked as ‘not half bad’ on Reese’s list. Oh, he was interested... very interested. But was this dark haired boy thinking the same? If not how many drinks would change his mind? Reese ran a few fingers through his hair moving the blonde locks out of his eyes. For now he’d just sit back and see what this boy did. [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-330
NOTES- =] |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 10, 2009 22:32:13 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. Caleb looked over this boy he had approached, loving his decision to come over. He was quite hot. But did he like guys? Caleb hoped so. And if he didn't...well, he would make him. Just a couple drinks should do the trick. He heard the boy reply to him, and he had an accent. Was it...British? Yes. It had to be, but not so overly strong that it annoyed the hell out of him. Oh yes...this was definitely a good guy. Caleb loved accents, especially British ones. And that hair...those piercings...those eyes. God, he was hot. Caleb definitely wanted him. No...needed him. He hadn't had a good hook-up in weeks. And this guy would hopefully be his relief.
"Caleb." He told this boy...Reese. Caleb liked his name. It fit him. Even though he didn't know this boy...he still thought the name fit him. He took a sip of his own drink, finishing it. Caleb wondered if Reese was part of the tour. Most were, but it would probably be good to ask anyways. "You on tour?" He said, looking the boy in the eyes. Even if he wasn't...maybe Caleb could make him a groupie. The thought amused him, and he let out a small chuckle, hoping Reese hadn't heard. "Want another drink?" Caleb asked, cocking his head to the side, raising his eyebrow.
Somehow...he needed to find out if Reese was the type of guy who liked...well, guys. Because just looking at him was getting Caleb more interested. "So, do you dance?" He asked, a smirk on his face. If he could get the blonde boy onto the dance floor...then he'd definitely find out. If he kept his distance from Caleb, he'd obviously be straight. If he danced closer...grinding up against him, well then...someone would be gay. Obviously, he was hoping for the latter.
Count: 328.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: Low muse, sorry. D;
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 11, 2009 3:09:12 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/b]He spoke a bit quieter. He didn’t want to talk about the tour, the band, the shows, or anything along those lines. He wanted all that out of the way tonight. Caleb asked if he wanted another drink. Reese stared at the empty glass in front of him. Yes... Reese didn’t speak right away and soon forgot about the drink, or lack of, when he heard Caleb’s voice again ‘So, do you dance?’ “Yeah... Of course...” He got up, grabbing Caleb’s arm, and moved out onto the dance floor. He needed this, a night to get away from the drama and stress this tour was having on him...if he couldn’t forget about any of it, why not distract himself with... Caleb. It seemed like a good idea to Reese... why not? Reese moved to the music, but kept an eye on Caleb. He moved a little bit closer to the darker haired boy, but he kept his hands to himself. If he wasn’t into guys the worst the could happen was Caleb would push him away say he didn’t ‘swing that way’ and Reese would return to the bar. Not exactly the biggest deal. But Reese hoped he’d get a positive response, This guy was much to cute to pass up. To say Reese was interested was a understatement. He deserved a little fun, he deserved what he wanted from time to time, and what he wanted at the moment was the boy in front of him. [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-405
NOTES-<3 |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 11, 2009 16:16:00 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. The thought that Reese's name was just like the candy had not crossed Caleb's mind yet. All he could think of was how adorable this guy was. And how if things didn't move fast...he might go a little crazy. Sure, he had a few hookups, mostly make outs though. And all with girls, sadly. Caleb was pretty much becoming more and more gay each day. Which wasn't a bad thing...except when his friend Andy called him 'farie boy'. That just got on his nerves. He still liked boobs and stuff...but he was just preferring the dudes these days. Which was normal for him. Caleb was usually changing his mind about which was better at least once a week or so.
Caleb smiled as he learned the boy was on tour. It seemed he didn't wish to talk about it very much though. Maybe he was from that band where the lead singer had died. Or maybe he had just been friends with her. Caleb hadn't known the girl...but had still been sad when he found out she was dead. No one deserved to die like that. Well, except the most evil people in this world. Like the people who had killed her. And he had doubted the girl had been like that too, so it was quite unfair. Either way, Caleb wasn't going to go pester him for more information. Caleb grinned as the boy said he did dance, and felt tiny bolts of electricity shoot up his arm and throughout his body as Reese grabbed his arm. Oh yes...Caleb definitely needed this boy.
Reese moved a little closer to him as they danced, but kept his hands to himself, making Caleb frowned. Pretty much all of his mind was telling him this boy was interested in him...but Reese did not yet know he was bi. So Caleb decided he might as well stop the boy's wondering, and moved closer to him, grinding his hips slightly against Reese's. The boy was shorter than him by nearly half a foot...which Caleb usually didn't like in guys. But he was willing to make an acceptance for Reese, since he was just so damn hot. He continued grinding himself against the blonde boy, ready to blame the alcohol if Reese got freaked out...even though Caleb was completely sober.
Count: 403.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: : D.
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 11, 2009 23:35:35 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-352
NOTES- sorry, not one of my best posts... |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 12, 2009 1:20:35 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. Caleb might now had been in to asking questions right now, but he knew he would find out more about Reese in the future. The near future, hopefully. There was just something about the tiny British boy that Caleb found fascinating. Usually he didn't really bother seeing his hook ups again but there was something about Reese that Caleb was drawn too. He would definitely be getting to this boy more. But he would push getting to know each other aside for tonight. Because tonight...tonight would be all about having fun, forgetting every bad thing in life and just letting loose. Sure, Caleb might not be getting drunk, but at least he would be having fun. And having fun was an important thing. Who cared if he had a gig or practice tomorrow? Certainly not him. Because hopefully tomorrow he would be waking up with Reese.
Caleb was obviously more than willing to help Reese keep his mind of things. It would be easy. And fun. Sure, Caleb probably wouldn't get drunk, but he could still have fun. And he definitely wouldn't do drugs. He hated drugs, thought they were the stupidest thing a person could do. Good thing he didn't know that little thing about Reese yet... There were those occasional guys and girls he met that he was willing to try and oversee their drug problems, or other problems they had. Only if they were willing to try and work on them though. That was Caleb's only need...that they work on it. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didn't. And if it didn't, Caleb sadly just moved onto the next person.
He grinned as Reese pulled him closer, and Caleb snaked his arms down around his waist, moving in time with the music. Oh this was definitely going to be a good night... but it was fairly quite between the two. Well, quite despite the pounding music and people around them. Caleb needed to get some conversation. "So, what do you think of this?" He asked, a smirk on his face. Reese could take it one of two ways. Way one, what he thought of the club. Way two...what he thought of the dancing. Caleb grinded his hips harder against the boy, never missing a beat, gripping his tiny waist lightly.
Count: 398.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: Slightly sucky...sorry!
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 12, 2009 2:20:23 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/b] He was dancing in a club, wearing a hoodie... of course he was going to be to hot, but it wasn’t like he had much of a choice. He grabbed Caleb’s hand and pulled him over to the side. That was it, how long was he supposed to stare at the boy and not kiss him? Reese rocked onto his toes slightly his hands on the back of Caleb’s neck and he pressed his lips to Caleb’s. The worst that could happen would be Caleb pushed him away, right? The kiss didn’t last very long, it was rather soft and quick. Reese left his hands against the taller boys skin as he pulled away enough to meet his eyes, he wanted to see Caleb’s reaction. [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-481
NOTES- you post was good, mine...not so much. lol |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 12, 2009 10:31:24 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. Caleb had done drugs once, maybe twice, on those nights when he had gotten really drunk. Talking about him drinking pretty much a whole big bottle of vodka by himself. That was how drunk he had gotten, and some guys had offered him some ecstasy. Caleb, not knowing what was really happening, had taken it. Sure, it was cool and stuff at the time...but afterward...not so much. The second time, had also been a drunken night, and a different person had offered him cocaine. Caleb didn't think he was the worst guy around...despite sleeping around and such, but he had felt incredibly horrible for doing those drugs. He knew better than that! He had seen friends waste away because of drugs. So he wasn't about to touch anything else. And if he were too drunk...well, he would try his hardest not to do anything.
Caleb could feel the smaller boy shiver at his touch, bringing a smile to his face. Yes...this was going to go perfectly. He could tell. He looked down at the smaller boy, his eyes scanning over him. Caleb would definitely have to kiss him soon, if Reese didn't do it first. He was just...too hot! With that blonde hair, those blue eyes, the piercings. And the accent. Oh god, Caleb loved his accent, even if he hadn't heard it very much yet. Caleb would make sure he heard it more by the end of the night, and for a few more nights to come, hopefully.
"It is." Caleb agreed, leaning down so he was able to talk in the boy's ear. Oh course, Reese was probably hotter...considering he was wearing a hoodie. Caleb had been a bit smarted and only worn a t shirt. But still...it was hot. And things between them were definitely heating up as well. He allowed him self to be pulled off the dance floor, slightly annoyed he wasn't grinding his hips against Reese anymore. But the annoyance was quickly washed away when Reese pressed his lips to Caleb's. He let out a little gasp, frowning as the other boy pulled away. Caleb fixed that though, leaning down to press his lips back against Reese's, moving his hands up into the blonde boy's hair.
Count: 391.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: : D
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 12, 2009 11:27:39 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-428
NOTES- ...bleh XD |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 12, 2009 12:49:03 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. Caleb did want to dance a bit more...he liked dancing. But he also didn't mind that Reese was dragging him off. Had it been anyone else dragging him...he probably would have cared. But he liked Reese...he really did, so there was definitely no complaining on Caleb's part. And really, the sooner they stopped dancing the sooner other things could progress. Kissing...making out...heading back to his apartment. Or Reese's, if he had an apartment. Either was fine, as long as they ended up in a bed. Or a couch. Either was fine, as long as it was fairly comfortable. Caleb really hated being uncomfortable. It just ruined sex, or whatever he was doing at the time.
As they kissed, Caleb felt...light headed. Almost like he was drunk. Which was something Caleb didn't feel very often. But he liked it. He didn't feel like this when he kissed most people. He could tell, from the kiss that Reese was different. And this would hopefully be more than a one night stand. Caleb didn't know if Reese was the type to only have one night stands. Not that one night stands were bad...Caleb was just in the mood for a relationship. A real relationship. A real, meaningful relationship. He hadn't had one of those in awhile. And the last one had been with a girl, sadly. He needs boys! They were just better...considering they also knew what other boys liked. It was confusing, and annoying with a girl. They didn't know how to really pleasure a guy.
Caleb moaned as Reese ran his tongue along his bottom lip, opening his mouth slightly, allowing his own tongue to snake out and meet Reese's. This boy could definitely kiss. And that was definitely a good thing. Bad kisser's were just...bad, to put it simply. He tugged at the boys blonde locks lightly, getting more into by the second. Caleb pressed his hips back against Reese's, shivers coursing throughout his own body. If they didn't get out of here soon, Caleb might have rip off his clothes right here, on the side of the dance floor.
Count: 373.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: Don't have much muse today...xD
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Post by reese mckinney on Apr 12, 2009 17:22:21 GMT -5
THERES BLOOD ON THE
DANCE FLOOR [/color] we’ll bring it once more[/font] -----------------[/center] [/b] He asked his blue eyes fixed on Caleb’s. He hoped the two could go to, wherever Caleb lived. He lived in the Keep It Caroline bus, and there was no way he was going back there tonight. As he waited to a response he dragged his fingers over Calebs stomach softly. [/size][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote] STATUS-complete
TAG-caleb
WORD COUNT-273
NOTES-word count fail. |
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Post by caleb eric oliver on Apr 12, 2009 17:41:23 GMT -5
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair,
It was the craziest thing. Caleb was mostly focusing on the present...but the back of his mind was wondering about the future. His mind was weird that way. Stuck in one time...but there was always that part that had zoomed to the future, or gone back to the past. It was annoying, sometimes. And he knew doing this was Reese was definitely not wrong. Caleb was the type of guy who believed in the whole 'everything happens for a reason' thing. And this was happening for a reason. It had to be. Caleb just didn't know what that reason may be. It could either be good, or bad. And he was definitely hoping this hook up was happening for a good reason. He needed some good things in his life. Sure, he had a few good things. A successfull band, friends, a place to live. But then again...his parents had shunned him because of the little fact he was gay. And Caleb hated that.
He felt the boy smirking into the kiss, and Caleb let out another soft moan. He was the type of guy who liked being taken control of in the bedroom. Well, most of the time he was like that. There were a few, mostly girls, that Caleb had taken control of. But tonight, tonight he would allow Reese to be in most of the control. He felt the shaky breath coming out of Reese's lips and smiled. Okay...maybe he could be in control for a few minutes. Caleb let go of the boys hair and trailed his way downwards, before snaking his hands underneath the other boys shirt, clawing lightly at his back.
Shivers ran throughout Caleb's body once again and Reese did his own exploring, teasing his stomach. Caleb's stomach had always been a sensitive area, and whenever people touched it like this, teasing him...he always got turned on. "We could go...to my apartment." Caleb told him, eager to get out of the club. Eager to continue these behind closed doors. The only problem was...he had walked here. And he didn't know if he would survive the ten minute walk without his hands on Reese.
Count: 367. Faaail.
Tags: Reese.
Lyrics: Situations- Escape The Fate.
Outfit: Click
Notes: When you reply, you could start it in the apartments? Cause that's where Caleb is staying. :3
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