If even YOU cannot make the logic fit, then I accept that it simply cannot be done.
But yeah, when you posted your question the other day, I thought, huh. That would have be to be one of those big room-size showers. With benches. And sprays coming out all the walls. And stuff.
Man, I put those guys in every humanly possible position I could think of, and it wouldn't work, even adjusting for height and smaller builds... poot. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*
Ha-*HA*!!! Too late, little missy, we know all now!!(and I agree....unless you have those great little seats in the shower and then it's...)*koff* er-hem.
Seats? I'd call shower doors a luxury. Seats haven't even come to mind yet. I'm still fighting with the shower curtain. You knwo, those that keep sticking to your ass, no matter what you do.
actually it would work in my bathroom, we have this funky weird little ledge at the back of the tub that you can sit on, but who else has such a weird thing? (not that i've ever used it for that...darn)
There, there. (*glares at story behind your back* Work for her, damn you! We wants teh uber-hawt shower sexin'!) A bed is just as nice as a shower, what, with all the added toys and positions they can enjoy. No water, but there's always oil or wax.
Is this Dean and Patrick and Sammy? Because if so, I have to tell you, I would be totally satisfied by Dean standing in the shower with Patty on his knees sucking Dean's cock while Sammy braces himself against the counter, watching them and jerking off frantically while making the eye contact with Dean. Just saying.
Sam had never been able to just let go and pee on the side of the road like Dad and Dean. One time he held it for an entire state, even though he felt like he was drowning in piss up to his eyeballs and Dean laughed like a hyena and offered him an empty styrofoam cup that still smelled like coke. Sam would have wet himself first, but luckily Dad took pity on him and stopped at the first gas station in Wyoming. It wasn't Sam's fault that his bladder was nature-shy or whatever.
So when Dean decided, against all president since the summer Dean turned 15, to take a 45 minute shower not ten minutes after Sam drank a full Super Big Gulp of Mountain Dew from the Sev down the block on a day so hot Sam had been forced to strip down to his swim trunks just to make it back to the house without melting, Sam had to piss so bad he didn't give a flying fuck that Dean was at that very moment naked in the shower, just shoved his way through the door, already shoving his trunks down and whipping his dick out on the way to the toilet when he heard a high pitched, girly whine from the direction of the tiny shower cubicle Sam had been furiously not looking at as he barged in.
He looked then, though, and fuck, fuck, fucking fuck, he wished to god he hadn't because there in the shower with water sluicing down his sun-gold chest was Dean, biting his bottom lip to try and stop the whine, eyes clenched tight, with his fingers wrapped tight in Pat's wet-black hair. Pat was naked and perfect and kneeling on the little ridge of the cubicle that kept water from spilling out onto the floor, sucking Dean like a religious experience and fisting his cock like if he could just hold off coming just a little longer he could keep his lips wrapped around Dean's dick forever.
Sam was so hard he couldn't have pissed if he wanted to, so hard he couldn't help jerking himself a couple times, not when his dick was already right there in his hand. Sam groaned and took a step forward, but his trunks got in the way and he tripped, flailed around for a quick second before Sam braced himself on the counter and Dean opened his eyes. Sam held his breath, waiting for Dean with one hand on his dick and the other splayed awkwardly in the sink, the only thing holding him up. Dean blinked, sucked in a breath and shuddered and Pat moaned helplessly around Dean's dick while Dean's come spurted out over his lips.
Sam jerked himself frantically watching them, watching Dean slide down the wet plastic wall, watched Pat tilt his head back and pinch the base of his dick, and then move so fast Sam didn't even notice how Pat got from his knees to his feet, pressing Sam's ass painfully into the ledge of the counter, kissing Sam so hard his head smacked into the cracked mirror over the sink, the taste of Dean's come warm in his mouth.
Pat said, "Fuck, Sammy, please," and Sam kissed him back and put his hand on Pat's dick and Pat came all over Sam's shorts and fell to his knees and brushed his cheek against Sam's dick and Sam lost it messy and mindblowing all over Pat's face so hard he practically blacked out.
holy shit. and I say that in awe. I think you killed me...fuck, I'm just going to whine about all my stories and have you write me porn. *loves all over you*
Logic sucks. It makes everything much harder. If you could just suction cup one of their backs to the wall, so he could lift his legs around the second one, then the third one could fit too. Darn logic anyway.
I needed the hot water for Patrick--I don;t want ot spoil you...ahahahaha! Like you don't know where I'm going with this thing!. I thought I'd throw the boys in there together. But Abi has given me a way to do it, so I'm happy now. of course instead of working on it, all I've been doing is reading my flist--so lazy!! Anyhoo, I'm going to work on a toned down version of Abi's way.
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But yeah, when you posted your question the other day, I thought, huh. That would have be to be one of those big room-size showers. With benches. And sprays coming out all the walls. And stuff.
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It's hard out here for a perv.
It looks like pron weasel is disappointed in me.
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Four bars of porn. Heeee!!
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Wanna have some chocolate? :D
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Why, I'd love some chocolate!
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Uhm, well... here's chocolate! :D
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Sorry. Shower curtains whooshing in is *so annoying*.
I weigh mine down with shampoo bottles.
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This will NOT stand.
(And I guess they couldn't either! Hee!)
Sorry it couldn't work for you, hon! *HUGS*
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HELP ME REBUILD THEIR SHOWER SO THEY CAN HAVE SEX IN IT!!!
'Cause everybody does that, right?
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I'm on it!!!
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LOL!! That was exactly my problem! *G*
actually it would work in my bathroom, we have this funky weird little ledge at the back of the tub that you can sit on, but who else has such a weird thing? (not that i've ever used it for that...darn)
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Do you have a number that I can call and order one of those little ledges? :D
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gasp! I love your icon!
Thank you!!!
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*G*
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Maybe I should have kept writing the J2
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It's ok... I still love you, even if you don't give us shower sex.
*smooches* *tickles grumpy bear to cheer him up* ;)
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*snuggles* Uppity story. *shakes head*
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HUP,HUP, LET'S GO!!!
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PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAASE??????
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*looks down at her wet tee shirt*
MAN, Y'all made me drool on myself again!!!
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God, I love Abi--I love her twisty brain!
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So when Dean decided, against all president since the summer Dean turned 15, to take a 45 minute shower not ten minutes after Sam drank a full Super Big Gulp of Mountain Dew from the Sev down the block on a day so hot Sam had been forced to strip down to his swim trunks just to make it back to the house without melting, Sam had to piss so bad he didn't give a flying fuck that Dean was at that very moment naked in the shower, just shoved his way through the door, already shoving his trunks down and whipping his dick out on the way to the toilet when he heard a high pitched, girly whine from the direction of the tiny shower cubicle Sam had been furiously not looking at as he barged in.
He looked then, though, and fuck, fuck, fucking fuck, he wished to god he hadn't because there in the shower with water sluicing down his sun-gold chest was Dean, biting his bottom lip to try and stop the whine, eyes clenched tight, with his fingers wrapped tight in Pat's wet-black hair. Pat was naked and perfect and kneeling on the little ridge of the cubicle that kept water from spilling out onto the floor, sucking Dean like a religious experience and fisting his cock like if he could just hold off coming just a little longer he could keep his lips wrapped around Dean's dick forever.
Sam was so hard he couldn't have pissed if he wanted to, so hard he couldn't help jerking himself a couple times, not when his dick was already right there in his hand. Sam groaned and took a step forward, but his trunks got in the way and he tripped, flailed around for a quick second before Sam braced himself on the counter and Dean opened his eyes. Sam held his breath, waiting for Dean with one hand on his dick and the other splayed awkwardly in the sink, the only thing holding him up. Dean blinked, sucked in a breath and shuddered and Pat moaned helplessly around Dean's dick while Dean's come spurted out over his lips.
Sam jerked himself frantically watching them, watching Dean slide down the wet plastic wall, watched Pat tilt his head back and pinch the base of his dick, and then move so fast Sam didn't even notice how Pat got from his knees to his feet, pressing Sam's ass painfully into the ledge of the counter, kissing Sam so hard his head smacked into the cracked mirror over the sink, the taste of Dean's come warm in his mouth.
Pat said, "Fuck, Sammy, please," and Sam kissed him back and put his hand on Pat's dick and Pat came all over Sam's shorts and fell to his knees and brushed his cheek against Sam's dick and Sam lost it messy and mindblowing all over Pat's face so hard he practically blacked out.
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*pets you*
Is the shower in particular you're wanting, or just water? Have 'em do it in the rain! Under a sprinkler!!!
*dances you*
Lodi is eating me alive....
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I'm all for the three of them. I want it to *fix everything*, even though i know it won't.
*whimpers*
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*piles it on*
I'm soooooooooooooo sad and forlorn!!
*big, soulful eyes*
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But then again, most fiction sex stuff is not in touch with reality.
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