Oh, I'm so glad it's Impossibly Obscure Fandom week in someone else's journal, too! It's such a fun movie, such a guilty pleasure; your story makes it even guiltier, and way more of a pleasure.
And Brian, being the good little gay boy he was, didn't do anything just then, but afterwards he said, "You want to try it?" and John said, "I said so, didn't I?" and Brian said, "You sure? 'Cause I'm good like this," and John said, "What, scared, Johnson?" and Brian rolled his eyes and said, "And thank you for dragging everything down to the peer-pressure level," and that was the end of that conversation.
Possibly my favorite anal sex conversation ever.
Jesus, Wysocki. Some guy wanted Wysocki? Even though he was old and sweaty and shaped like an ice-cream cone with a head?
This made me giggle manically at 2 in the morning. And then I woke up wondering, an ice cream cone turned which way? And also, still giggling.
. . .in a flurry of hard clenches that hit John like punches made of pleasure.
That was the line that stayed with me, that final artful simile. Beautiful. Really, this was so unexpected and breathtaking, from first to last. And it almost makes up for being forced to watch The Breakfast Club practically every church youth group retreat of my life. If I could only go back in time and say, see guys, this is where the movie is really heading. . .
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Date: 7/28/05 12:51 pm (UTC)And Brian, being the good little gay boy he was, didn't do anything just then, but afterwards he said, "You want to try it?" and John said, "I said so, didn't I?" and Brian said, "You sure? 'Cause I'm good like this," and John said, "What, scared, Johnson?" and Brian rolled his eyes and said, "And thank you for dragging everything down to the peer-pressure level," and that was the end of that conversation.
Possibly my favorite anal sex conversation ever.
Jesus, Wysocki. Some guy wanted Wysocki? Even though he was old and sweaty and shaped like an ice-cream cone with a head?
This made me giggle manically at 2 in the morning. And then I woke up wondering, an ice cream cone turned which way? And also, still giggling.
. . .in a flurry of hard clenches that hit John like punches made of pleasure.
That was the line that stayed with me, that final artful simile. Beautiful. Really, this was so unexpected and breathtaking, from first to last. And it almost makes up for being forced to watch The Breakfast Club practically every church youth group retreat of my life. If I could only go back in time and say, see guys, this is where the movie is really heading. . .