And There Is No End In Sight...
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Zosan and The Lost Treasure of The Sodomites - Parts 3 & 4
Pairing: Its coming.
Word Count Part 3: 299
Word Count Part 4: 298
Topic: exaggerated genre/writing style
Summery: Zoro and Sanji are super sleuths in a 1950s teen mystery adventure. Move over Hardy Boys, here comes something gayer!
A/N: For those of you who would like to kill me after reading the first half of part 4, please email me and I'll send you my address.
Mr Johnson approached Sanji as he was getting ready to set off on his camping trip, and threw an affectionate arm around his son.
“Have a good time, son. But, remember if its gets too cold in those woods at night, you had best crawl into Zoro’s sleeping bag. Shared body heat between two, or sometimes three or four, viral young men has been known to save lives. There is nothing wrong with curling yourself around Zoro’s hard young body to fight off the dangers of catching a nasty chill. And if you still aren’t warm enough, go ahead and move around. Friction builds up heat, so slide your body up and down his as much as possible. Oh, and if your clothes get in the way, go ahead and take them off. Its all right to be naked with another man if your health is at risk, remember that.”
“I will, sir.”
“You’re a good boy.”
Mr. Johnson stepped back, and lifted a finger.
“And don’t worry if it starts to feel really good. That just means that it’s working.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson smiled proudly at each other, and then at their son. Sanji gathered his backpack and sleeping bag, and kissed his mother on the cheek.
“Now, you have fun, honey! And if you do have to use body heat to keep warm, remember to tell me all about it when you get back. I mean it. Every little detail.”
Her eyes darted to the side for a moment and then back to her son.
“On second thought, maybe you should bring your father’s camera.”
“Wow! Can I?”
Both of his parents smiled and answered together.
“Absolutely.”
Sanji went to get the camera.
“Jeepers, you guys are the best folks a kid could have!”
***
“Gosh, Zoro, your weenie sure is big!”
“My mom always buys them this way. She’s says that big weenies taste better. Here, try some.”
Zoro pulled his weenie from where it was roasting over the campfire, and held his stick close to Sanji’s mouth. The blond boy leaned over, and nibbled very slowly on the tip of Zoro’s big weenie. He pulled back when juices started to dribble down his chin, and used his tongue to lap it up.
“Wow, that IS good! Your mom sure knows her weenies!”
“My dad says that she is the best there is, and the whole neighborhood agrees! My mom is real popular, you know.”
“Anyone who knows weenies that well would have to be!” Sanji agreed.
“So, Zoro, where should we start looking for the treasure?”
“From what I can figure, it looks to be buried somewhere in those caves at the west end of these woods.”
Sanji looked dismayed.
“Golly! My mom told me that satanists use to gather in that part of the woods years ago, and pray to the devil to send rock music and colored people to our town! It sure doesn’t sound like a good place!”
“Well, I’m not surprised to hear that. I bet the dark power of the sodomites drew all sorts of evil beasts. Don’t you worry, though, we’re going there when its morning, and it’s a known fact that satanists and homosexuals hate the sunlight.”
Sanji smiled at him appreciatively.
“Wow, you sure are keen about these things, Zoro.”
“As keen as I need to be, pal. Now, we best turn in so we can get up bright in early to head over. And I hope that you brought an extra pair of socks, because its suppose to be awfully chilly tonight!”
***
TBC (I have no idea how many more parts there will be. Hopefully, I can wrap this up before Wednesday!)
Pairing: Its coming.
Word Count Part 3: 299
Word Count Part 4: 298
Topic: exaggerated genre/writing style
Summery: Zoro and Sanji are super sleuths in a 1950s teen mystery adventure. Move over Hardy Boys, here comes something gayer!
A/N: For those of you who would like to kill me after reading the first half of part 4, please email me and I'll send you my address.
Mr Johnson approached Sanji as he was getting ready to set off on his camping trip, and threw an affectionate arm around his son.
“Have a good time, son. But, remember if its gets too cold in those woods at night, you had best crawl into Zoro’s sleeping bag. Shared body heat between two, or sometimes three or four, viral young men has been known to save lives. There is nothing wrong with curling yourself around Zoro’s hard young body to fight off the dangers of catching a nasty chill. And if you still aren’t warm enough, go ahead and move around. Friction builds up heat, so slide your body up and down his as much as possible. Oh, and if your clothes get in the way, go ahead and take them off. Its all right to be naked with another man if your health is at risk, remember that.”
“I will, sir.”
“You’re a good boy.”
Mr. Johnson stepped back, and lifted a finger.
“And don’t worry if it starts to feel really good. That just means that it’s working.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson smiled proudly at each other, and then at their son. Sanji gathered his backpack and sleeping bag, and kissed his mother on the cheek.
“Now, you have fun, honey! And if you do have to use body heat to keep warm, remember to tell me all about it when you get back. I mean it. Every little detail.”
Her eyes darted to the side for a moment and then back to her son.
“On second thought, maybe you should bring your father’s camera.”
“Wow! Can I?”
Both of his parents smiled and answered together.
“Absolutely.”
Sanji went to get the camera.
“Jeepers, you guys are the best folks a kid could have!”
***
“Gosh, Zoro, your weenie sure is big!”
“My mom always buys them this way. She’s says that big weenies taste better. Here, try some.”
Zoro pulled his weenie from where it was roasting over the campfire, and held his stick close to Sanji’s mouth. The blond boy leaned over, and nibbled very slowly on the tip of Zoro’s big weenie. He pulled back when juices started to dribble down his chin, and used his tongue to lap it up.
“Wow, that IS good! Your mom sure knows her weenies!”
“My dad says that she is the best there is, and the whole neighborhood agrees! My mom is real popular, you know.”
“Anyone who knows weenies that well would have to be!” Sanji agreed.
“So, Zoro, where should we start looking for the treasure?”
“From what I can figure, it looks to be buried somewhere in those caves at the west end of these woods.”
Sanji looked dismayed.
“Golly! My mom told me that satanists use to gather in that part of the woods years ago, and pray to the devil to send rock music and colored people to our town! It sure doesn’t sound like a good place!”
“Well, I’m not surprised to hear that. I bet the dark power of the sodomites drew all sorts of evil beasts. Don’t you worry, though, we’re going there when its morning, and it’s a known fact that satanists and homosexuals hate the sunlight.”
Sanji smiled at him appreciatively.
“Wow, you sure are keen about these things, Zoro.”
“As keen as I need to be, pal. Now, we best turn in so we can get up bright in early to head over. And I hope that you brought an extra pair of socks, because its suppose to be awfully chilly tonight!”
***
TBC (I have no idea how many more parts there will be. Hopefully, I can wrap this up before Wednesday!)
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Date: 2005-04-10 04:04 pm (UTC)*gasps**gasps*
fas..terrrr...
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Date: 2005-04-10 05:23 pm (UTC)I sure hope Sanji's a good boy and listens to his parents (cause we wouldn't want him to put his health at risk, now would we?). I wonder if Zoro's mother has shared any of her vast knowledge of weenies with him. And I don't think I ever want to see an end in sight.
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Date: 2005-04-10 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-10 08:40 pm (UTC)I'm beginning to think they don't know what sodomites are... O.o
And isn't "nice" that Sanji's parents are trying to match-make?? ^.^ (la la la)
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Date: 2005-04-12 08:05 pm (UTC)That was...I have no words to express what I felt about that! MORE!
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Date: 2005-04-13 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-14 01:44 am (UTC)got held hostage by my drabblewas busy.Wow, way to keep us drooling for more.
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Date: 2005-12-06 05:49 pm (UTC)