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[teetheyes]

Vnthrifty louelineſſe why doſt thou ſpend,
Vpon thy ſelfe thy beauties legacy?
Natures bequeſt giues nothing but doth lend,
And being franck ſhe lends to thoſe are free:
Then beautious nigard why dooſt thou abuſe,
The bountious largeſſe giuen thee to giue?
Profitles vſerer why dooſt thou vſe
So great a ſumme of ſummes yet can'ſt not liue?
For hauing traffike with thy ſelfe alone,
Thou of thy ſelfe thy ſweet ſelfe doſt deceaue,
Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,
What acceptable Audit can'ſt thou leaue?

Thy vnuſ'd beauty muſt be tomb'd with thee,
Which vſed liues th'executor to be.

Chin up, bitter singles, even Shakespeare got pissed that Marlowe got ass.

Comments

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[plays the rest of the set, finishes off with a riotous jazz act, then heads down the stage after he's packed up]

Did you like the set?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Three drinks later, he's still quite sober but feeling a touch warmer than usual!]

Loved it though I stand by my statement that you have a Satchmo bias.

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Well, then, come on. Let's go?

It's not a bias.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Offering his hand to Red!Blue.]

It's totally a bias. Where's the Benny Goodman?

[Leading him to the exit... where the boats are waiting.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I played Oasis instead.

I learned that song this week.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

So you liked the nineties.

[Scratching his head at the boats. Does it matter who uses which?]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

No, but someone told me it was a romantic song and I thought I should at least try it out.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It's a good song.

[Hand to Blue, climb in.... carefully!]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[follows]

It's okay.

[sits down comfortably]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't have sung it if you thought it was okay. In front of all those people? "Okay"?

[Rowing away from Lux, away from the noisy city center.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I sang it for you.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Are you telling me you did something you didn't enjoy, just a little, for me?

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[touches his lips]

...they're puffy from the trumpet.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[More than willing to lean over from his side of the boat, carefully, to give him a kiss.]

Better...?

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[kiss back]

A little.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Speaking against his lips.]

What's it going to take?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pulls back a little]

They're not going to go down without time...

...but I bet I could give you a killer blowjob.

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Try not to kill me in the throes of orgasm...

[Another kiss, idling in the shadows of buildings.]

Don't tip us over, I hear there are sharks out.

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Do not forswear me, for I vow to make you die.

[leans over to undo his jeans]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Those are fighting words.

[Running his fingers through Blue's hair, already hardening up at the anticipation.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pulls Cori's dick out, and gives a lick to the head, then lowers his head down all the way]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh shit...

[Surprised by that eagerness, fingers gripping Blue's hair as he thrusts up.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[swallows a little reflexively, then sucks back up, grinning around him]

//On time!//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Christ--I feel a little... difference.

[Not really. It all feels great to Cori.]

//On time!//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[sucks, his hands on the base of Cori's cock]