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wallie ([info]wallie) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-03-02 01:53:00


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Walden was getting good at his job. Which wasn't really saying much. His job was being on cam and he'd been good at jerking off for a long time. But there was an art to it. He'd started off only kind of doing it and keeping most of his clothes on and his face covered, but now that it had been a few weeks, he realized you had to put on a show for the wanky perverts to really turn it. It wasn't like he was going to run for fucking prime minister anyway.

He wiggled his hips at his laptop in a pair of tight, bright briefs he'd bought for himself and hid around the flat so Rabastan didn't see them. Walden began to rub himself through them, grinning as the number of people watching his stream rose. "I bet you want this in your arse don't you, faggot? All eleven, hard inches of it." Walden moved a bit closer to the laptop so they could get a better view, then turned around and pushed his briefs down, showing the camera his arse. He just didn't want to be poor and feel like Rabastan kept him like a sex puppy or something. Walden slapped his own bum, then turned around, stroking his dick and showing the camera a clear fleshlight, one that he'd bought for this purpose. "I'm going to pretend this is your tight little arse. You wanna see if it'll fit my fat cock?"


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[info]wallie
2013-03-03 04:14 am UTC (link)
Walden reached up and rubbed his beard, feeling hurt. "You made me really angry," he said, walking into the flat and sitting beside Rabastan, even if he knew he smelled. "You mad me have all these feelings and I needed some time to be alone with them for a bit, you know?"

He shrugged. "I killed my dad for you. I don't know if you realized. I pushed him off the bridge without even punching him so it'd look more like a suicide. And then I just... went around and lived on the streets for a while. I checked in on you, though. Kind of. Would have been better if I'd said something, I know. I really want you to forgive me."

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[info]lebruised
2013-03-03 04:19 am UTC (link)
"I get stalked by your father for months and don't tell you." Rabastan told him, not even bothering to look at Walden. He did smell. Really bad, actually. "And because I didn't tell you, you did exactly what you promised not to do."

Rabatan felt a tear slip down his cheek and he reached up quickly to banish it. "You left me. Just like everyone leaves me. Everyone hurts me. Even Arielle and Weldon left to go start their family."

He glanced at Walden. "I think I'm better off on my own. If I'm by myself, I don't get attached to people who don't give two fucks about me."

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