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Space Sex
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 05:44 am (UTC)(link)I don't remember much of it, but I do recall something about Sonny and Joel flying into space in a little ship...
When they finally get up there and start floating around, Joel takes it upon himself to start fondling and undressing Sonny. Sonny is initially shy and embarrassed, but then he gets over it and they have hot hot zero-gravity sex.
Pwease make my dweams a reality?
HOLY JEBUS
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 07:09 am (UTC)(link)Cum flying through the air! The Blue Danube! THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON!
I think I will write this instead! : D
2011: A Space Porn 1/?
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)“You were memo’d. Miss Gayle was reassigned to the German base. Besides, you and Mr. Zimmerman should be perfectly capable of carrying out the mission with just the two of you.” Admiral Roadus Hog didn’t look up from his computer as he said this.
“But I don’t want to be up in space alone with that nut. Joel Zimmerman has a history of mental health issues, it’s a MIRACLE he’s even been okayed to be an astronaut!”
“That’s because by the government’s standards he would never be let anywhere near a space ship. But WE are a private space fairing business and WE don’t have to worry too much about people’s mental illnesses when sending them up to survey and bring back samples of the moon.” Sonny slapped his forehead.
“If anything happens while I’m up there, I am SUITING this company. I will have your beard and your ass on a platter-”
“Are you done, Mr. Moore? Don’t you have a ship to prep?” Sonny snarled at his manager and stormed out of the office, down the catwalk of the massive docking structure. Down in the pit, his “partner” Joel Zimmerman was balancing oxygen tanks for the excursion. He smiled when he saw Sonny coming.
“How you doing little goblin?”
“I told you to quit calling me that, freak job. And I’m starving how do you think I’m doing? I’ve had to go on a liquid diet for the last twenty four hours, what kind of prep is that?”
“Having very little in your digestive system makes it easier to adjust to zero-g.” Joel explained.
“I know it’s just horse shit.” Sonny walked over to a station and began checking the suits he and Joel were going to wear. “This whole mission is a punt. Why the hell did Lindsey have to get reassigned?” He muttered angrily.
“She and I had issue. She requested her relocation, the cunt.” Joel bit out. Sonny whipped around.
“It’s YOUR fault she’s in Germany?! You son of a bitch! What did you do?!” Sonny yelled.
“I didn’t do jack shit! She just kept whining and whining about some shit I wasn’t even doing and the requested re-assignment.”
“You sexually harassed her, Joel. If she complains about that it isn’t whining.” Jon’s voice suddenly broke through. Sonny hadn’t seen him leave his office and climb down the catwalk.
“All I said was I couldn’t wait to see her rack in zero-g! How is that sexual harassment?” Joel guffawed.
“Oh my god, kill me now.” Sonny moaned. He finished checking the suits and took his over towards his space. Jon took Joel aside.
“Listen Joel. You’ve already scared away the more competent of our group, don’t do anything to piss off Sonny. He’s high strung about going up there alone with you and if you do anything you WILL be placed squarely on the chopping block.” Jon seethed.
“Nothing’s going to happen! We’re going to take some scans, gather some rocks and that’s it! We’ll be back down in a week’s time! What could possibly go wrong?”
2011:A Space Porn 2/?
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)“Fuel pressure normal. Air supply full and flowing, no obstructions. Vitals registering, monitors working…” He continued to rattle off the standard readings needed to be normal for take-off. Sonny breathed out of his nose hard. He didn’t want to be thousands of miles away from any other human being alone with some schizophrenic douche bag.
“You’re seconds away from going into space Sonny, say something.” He heard Jon’s voice reach him through the intercom.
“This will be the fifth time I’ve gone into space, Road Hog. It’s nothing new. Only now, I have to go up with an anorexic fairy.” He muttered.
“Hey shut up! You’re the one that likes cock-!”
“ENOUGH. You two better not get each other killed! Rolly, start the countdown.”
“Roger. Count down initiated. T-Minus twenty seconds to lift off. Twenty, Nineteen, Eighteen…”
“I didn’t know” Joel said breathlessly behind him. “that you’d been into space so many times! This is only my second time out and I’m actually pretty nervous.” He said laughing a bit.
“I’ve been working for Thaumaturge Astronautics for almost ten years now. You get used to it, trust me. What’s truly scary is going under-ground or under the ocean.”
“Eleven, Ten, Nine, Eight…”
“Why’s that?” Sonny grit his teeth.
“Because Joel. Space is vast and empty. If you’re underground, one thing changes one grain of dirt pushed out of place and everything crushes you. Instant death.”
“Five, Four, Three…”
“Well, you know it’s the same with space, except you’re pulled apart, not crushed.” Sonny swallowed. He’d heard about that.
“Launch!”
The two men were forced into their seats as the massive fuel tanks shook everything violently. They lifted off, lurching into the air faster than any other thing could possibly move them. Eventually everything became rather dark and Sonny knew they’d penetrated the atmosphere. They were in space.
Alone with Joel Zimmerman in space…
2011: A Space Porn 3/?
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)“I just got off the horn with Jon. All we have to do is orbit the moon once to get the scans.” He said, teeth clattering.
“Yeah well, you look like you’re about to lose your mind. See this?” He pointed to a standard keyboard on the console. “This is meant to be a stress relief aid.” He said. “I know you’ve not been in the Equinox before so I figured I should explain it to you.” Sonny folded his arms.
“Is there porn on there?” Joel asked. Sonny stared for a few seconds.
“No.”
“But you said it was for stress relief…”
“It’s not a porn hub! You and I are supposed to take turns recording our personal thoughts, whatever they may be, into this log. We are also allowed to read each other’s recordings. This is to help with stress relief and also it helps me get to know what I’m dealing with without actually having to talk to your pasty skinny ass.” He said. Joel grinned.
“So, I can read your diary?” He asked.
“And I yours, yes.” Sonny said, nodding.
“May I?”
“Go ahead.” Sonny pulled himself away from the journal keyboard and drifted down the counter to another console. “I’m going to set us up on that course for the moon. It should take about four or five hours for our ship to line up with it so we should probably sleep or something some time during then.” He said as he messed with buttons and displays.
----
“NO a translation. I need you to translate something for me!”
“What could you possibly need translated? Are there German instructions for some parts up there?” Jon asked.
“No, it’s French. That douche bag Joel SOMEHOW wrote his journal entries in FUCKING FRENCH.”
“Well, he DID live in Quebec for a few years, he is probably fluent.” Jon said, typing away. “What exactly do you need translated?”
“Here, I’m beaming it down now.” Sonny’s personal entries had been scant and basic. He always made it a point to document everything he ate while in space and how well he relieved his bowels. His own entries had been as follows:
“2:45 PM-Day One-Just had what was apparently cherry cobbler in a bag. Space food is God Awful so I always make a point to eat the desserts first. Not particularly sweet, but way better than space meat.”
“ 7:09 PM-Day One-Fucking Joel doesn’t know how to shit in space, the n00b. Saw a turd fly by a few minutes ago and had to catch it for him! Am NOT looking forward to teaching him how to properly take a space dump.”
“ 7:21 PM-Day One-WHAT THE FLYING FUCK?!?! Fucking Joel has somehow written his goddamn journal entry in FRENCH. He’s fucking retarded yet he knows FRENCH?! How does that fucking works?! FUCK. What does he have to hide??? Need to know what this bastard is thinking! Jon better be able to help.”
Hence here he was waiting for his manager to translate the journal entries.
“Il ya quelques minutes j'ai eu un rêve étrange. J'ai rêvé que j'étais une souris et les Iraniens m'a envoyé dans l'espace. Quand je me suis réveillé je me sentais comme le navire était un piège à souris et Sonny et moi étions les souris. Il m'a fallu un certain temps pour être pleinement éveillé et secouer le rêve.
Dieu, je veux baiser Sonny. Je me demande si cela a quelque chose à voir avec mon rêve? </ b>
“Okay, I’m back. I’ve got it all translated.”
“Yeah, what did that nut job say?” Sonny leaned in.
“He just said that he had a strange dream. Also he wants to kiss you. Though knowing how these translators censor certain things, he probably wants to fuck you. Just a heads up. Road Hog out.” The connection cut off and Sonny was left sitting there, shaking in fear. He wants to fuck him? Joel wants to fuck him? In SPACE???
Joel was by the drilling equipment, making sure everything was in proper order when Sonny bore down on him hard with a helmet. Joel was left severely dazed and Sonny dragged him through the air in the claustrophobic little vessel to the confinement. There was one space designated for holding someone against their will, one door that could only be locked and unlocked from the outside and ONLY one on the entire vessel. Sonny stuffed him inside and left him there. He could do this simple mission on his own; he was NOT safe with Joel Zimmerman free.
2011: A Space Porn 4/5
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)Sonny secured his helmet and sealed off the air lock. The door opened harshly and slid open, revealing the bizarre desolate moonscape. He jumped out and slowly sank to the ground. He bounced a few times and went over to a good rocky area, one that didn’t have quite so much dust. Working the drill bit, he retrieved the final sample with some difficulty. As he trudged his way back to the Equinox he turned to glance at his home planet on the horizon. The beautiful blue and green orb was worthy of ballad or E.P. He smiled. It was times like this that he really loved his job.
With the pressure stabilized and his helmet removed Sonny realized immediately that something was wrong. He wrestled out of his suit, wearing only some boxers and a wife beater beneath and went to the main cock pit. There, on the front dash, was a disk turning in the player. Lilting classical music floated in the vessel. He glided forward and turned the volume down as it was far too loud and looked out at his planet once again.
The Blue Danube…Such a beautiful piece for such a sacred jewel of a home…He sighed but then got on guard. Joel had to have escaped. And where the hell did that disk even come from?
Before Sonny could do anything a pair of wiry arms wrapped around his waist, holding his arms in place. He squirmed and hissed but Joel was far stronger than he looked.
“You’re an idiot Sonny. You brought this upon yourself. You locked me up in there without my pills. I need my pills, Sonny.” Sonny swallowed dryly. That’s right, his newest partner was schizophrenic, if he didn’t take his crazy pills…
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Joel whispered into his ear. It seemed he too was admiring the glorious full body shot of their home planet.
“Very, no let go of me.” Sonny growled. Joel snaked a hand into his boxers and grabbed his dick.
“No. Call this revenge, little goblin.” Joel gave him a few firm pumps and Sonny shivered, his stomach acting up again. He was convinced space and masturbation were just not meant to mix. When he’d first tried it, it was another thing he’d made a point to do on one of his first missions off planet, it left him nauseous, dizzy and not at all satified. His stomach could not settle and he came with great difficulty. THEN there was the issue of cleaning his seed off the ceiling.
But now…Now it was different. As his arousal throbbed and his stomach churned he felt warm and eerily comfortable. It was as if having the madman behind him wrapped around him gave him an anchor, something for his body to adjust to. If he weren’t so frightened he might have actually been able to enjoy himself. Just as he realized this, Joel took that time to pepper his throat with slow, open mouth kisses before finally capturing his lips. Sonny’s line of sight had never left the beautiful Earth during all this and he was thoroughly aroused AND at peace. Joel continued to stroke him lazily and he could feel the other man’s erection pressing against the small of his back.
‘Screw it.’ Sonny thought. He wriggled gently in Joel’s grip and turned around, facing the other man. Joel was very pale, sweaty and shaking yet again. Sonny realized his health must’ve deteriourated somewhat from being left in that dingy little cell and he actually felt bad for the nude man. He let Joel pull his boxer’s down and took hold of him, bringing their cocks together.
“Holy shit…” Joel growled.
“Hm.” Sonny rested his head against his partner’s chest. Their feet weren’t touching the ground, Joel stroked the both of them unsteadily and the blue and green planet never left his eyes. Sonny felt perhaps THIS was what was needed, the missing part of the equation to make Sex in Space a much sought after reality.
2011: A Space Porn 5/5
(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)“Light weight.” He said. He grabbed Joel’s shoulders and raised himself, pumping himself rapidly. Joel watched bewildered as pearls of cum glided through the air, landing gently enough to stick on his face. He smiled and laughed racously.
“Best thing EVER!” He shouted. Then he gave Sonny bedroom eyes. “And you’re pretty easy on the eyes yourself, you know.”
“Thanks, Buck Rogers.” But we’ve still got two more days and we’ve got to get back down to Earth. Let’s pick this up again once we do.” He said, smiling easily. Joel kicked agains the ground and wrapped around Sonny yet again, who was really beginning to enjoy the feeling.
“It’s a date then.” Joel muttered. “Mon petit coeur.” Sonny blushed at his soft accent.
‘Best Mission Ever.’ He decided.
OP
(Anonymous) 2011-11-09 08:05 am (UTC)(link)This is not what I was expecting at all, but it is equally glorious~
Re: OP
(Anonymous) 2011-11-09 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)Man, I'm on a role! I've submitted a bunch of things to the kink meme recently and I'm working on two others!
Re: 2011: A Space Porn 5/5
(Anonymous) 2011-11-12 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)I- what-...
how does this fit so perfectly?
Re: 2011: A Space Porn 5/5
(Anonymous) 2011-11-12 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)