Story Title: Still life (the studio version)
Gen or Slash: slash
Rating: R for naughty pictures
Complete or WIP: complete
series: scenes from the studio
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me, I'm just using them to create a story for fun. No copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: The story was born out of an idea I've had after some comments made on Marion's LJ, turned into some remixes and then spawned a different series as well. And all because I couldn't decide which version I liked best.
Summary: I knew this would be trouble the moment I asked him to do this for me...
Still life (the studio version)
I knew this would be trouble the moment I asked him. And I was right.
Firstly, Starsky is virtually incapable of being still, even for a while. And sitting still – or lying still in this case – required just that for a bit longer than a while.
Secondly, I hadn't dreamed that he'd really do it, never. But he'd readily
shed his clothes and agreed to pose nude for me. God knows what I was thinking
when I thought this would be a good idea.
To have him lying there, the soft hollow of his neck, the broad shoulders, the muscular furry chest and the well toned thighs.
And of course this brings me to the third thing, the one I can't keep my eyes off.
His long and thick cock, the head wonderfully cut, the heavy balls nestled
underneath and the patch of wiry dark curls, the throbbing vein under the whole
length of the rising cock...
Huh? Guess there's still life in this still life after all.