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Title: Being Contrary
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't know nothing. Don't mean no harm to nobody. Not making one damm cent on anything I write.
Special Note: This is for
slightlytricky who proclaimed it "Waking up Gay" day over in her LJ. Well, you know me. I ain't a pirate for nuthin. Oh and sorry, Nesseh and Weasel are on vacation and do not make any appearances in this fic.
Dominic yawned and gave himself a good scratch and grope. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and then hauled his lazy ass off to the john to pee. Yep, it’s another day in paradise. Aloha.
Sitting at the table in the Lost production cantina he found it mildly disturbing that the young waiter kept winking at him. Maybe the kid had a sty in his eye. Hey, that new make up girl was a real looker. Great big tits and no bra. Made his cock twitch. He didn’t have much time to think about it however as Evangeline plopped her delicious tushie down at his table.
“Hi Dommie! Are we still getting together after the shoot today?”
Wince. Why did she have to call him Dommie, make him sound like some damm kid. He gave her question a moment of thought as he carefully chewed his steak and eggs. After he had finished half his steak he decided to give her his answer.
“Depends." Chew and swallow "Whats up?”
“Gosh Dom, whats with you today? Oh look, Josh just arrived with his wife, we gotta go out for drinks later, huh, … I’m almost done with my breakfast and you are just now answering me…Whats up? Why, weren’t you the one that promised me you’d go with Maggie and me to help me pick…”
Her annoying voice trailed off as he glanced up and saw Mike and Naveen wave at him. He had an important scene with the guys today and this day wasn’t getting any younger.
“Excuse me Evangeline, I have to go to the set now…” He paused then gave her his best charming smile just so she wouldn’t get her undies in a bunch. Dang women could be so fucking touchy about the weirdest things. “We’ll talk later, you and me”
He got up, adjusted his pants and then jogged out to catch up with the guys. A few of the production people waved at him and said “Hi Dom”. He grunted in their direction and continued on his way. He made a mental note to himself to have a memo sent out about his name. This “Dom” stuff would have to go. Made him sound like some damm faggot. Now maybe might be a good time to find that sweet little makeup chick with the huge jugs and see if she put out, afterall, all chicks wanted to get into the pants of Dominic Monaghan. All the females loved to grope...
"DOM, DOM...WAKE UP!
Dom was being shook by Billy, a rather wild-eyed Billy.
"Bloody hell Dom, that was some sort of dream yeh musta been havin, yeh was flailing around and shoutin yer name over and over again and shoutin about jugs and writin memos!
Dom stared at Billy "Oh Bills,...Bills, it was horrible...I dreamt I was some sort...Oh Gawd...I dreamt I was a straight man! I was straight and I had this really horrible American accent! What a nightmare!" He covered his face and shuddered.
"Shhhh...shhhh...there now Dommie...twas only a dream yeh daft numptie.Not real at all...not at all...shhhh. Everyone knows yer a great big girls blouse with testosterone so yeh got nothin to worry about" Billy smiled impishly at him as his hand crept over Dom's cock " Lets see if I can do something to send you off to dream in the right direction..."
Dom smiled as he felt himself responding to Billy's hand. Oh it was good to be British.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't know nothing. Don't mean no harm to nobody. Not making one damm cent on anything I write.
Special Note: This is for
Dominic yawned and gave himself a good scratch and grope. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and then hauled his lazy ass off to the john to pee. Yep, it’s another day in paradise. Aloha.
Sitting at the table in the Lost production cantina he found it mildly disturbing that the young waiter kept winking at him. Maybe the kid had a sty in his eye. Hey, that new make up girl was a real looker. Great big tits and no bra. Made his cock twitch. He didn’t have much time to think about it however as Evangeline plopped her delicious tushie down at his table.
“Hi Dommie! Are we still getting together after the shoot today?”
Wince. Why did she have to call him Dommie, make him sound like some damm kid. He gave her question a moment of thought as he carefully chewed his steak and eggs. After he had finished half his steak he decided to give her his answer.
“Depends." Chew and swallow "Whats up?”
“Gosh Dom, whats with you today? Oh look, Josh just arrived with his wife, we gotta go out for drinks later, huh, … I’m almost done with my breakfast and you are just now answering me…Whats up? Why, weren’t you the one that promised me you’d go with Maggie and me to help me pick…”
Her annoying voice trailed off as he glanced up and saw Mike and Naveen wave at him. He had an important scene with the guys today and this day wasn’t getting any younger.
“Excuse me Evangeline, I have to go to the set now…” He paused then gave her his best charming smile just so she wouldn’t get her undies in a bunch. Dang women could be so fucking touchy about the weirdest things. “We’ll talk later, you and me”
He got up, adjusted his pants and then jogged out to catch up with the guys. A few of the production people waved at him and said “Hi Dom”. He grunted in their direction and continued on his way. He made a mental note to himself to have a memo sent out about his name. This “Dom” stuff would have to go. Made him sound like some damm faggot. Now maybe might be a good time to find that sweet little makeup chick with the huge jugs and see if she put out, afterall, all chicks wanted to get into the pants of Dominic Monaghan. All the females loved to grope...
"DOM, DOM...WAKE UP!
Dom was being shook by Billy, a rather wild-eyed Billy.
"Bloody hell Dom, that was some sort of dream yeh musta been havin, yeh was flailing around and shoutin yer name over and over again and shoutin about jugs and writin memos!
Dom stared at Billy "Oh Bills,...Bills, it was horrible...I dreamt I was some sort...Oh Gawd...I dreamt I was a straight man! I was straight and I had this really horrible American accent! What a nightmare!" He covered his face and shuddered.
"Shhhh...shhhh...there now Dommie...twas only a dream yeh daft numptie.Not real at all...not at all...shhhh. Everyone knows yer a great big girls blouse with testosterone so yeh got nothin to worry about" Billy smiled impishly at him as his hand crept over Dom's cock " Lets see if I can do something to send you off to dream in the right direction..."
Dom smiled as he felt himself responding to Billy's hand. Oh it was good to be British.
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I needed a good laugh!
Wonderfully clever idea, btw!
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yay Dom! Hate those straight men. Hate them.
That was hilarious, and v. v. original.
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lol - this was too funny and the ending - perfect :)
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biggest and best laugh of my day. possibly my entire week.
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"Oh Bills,...Bills, it was horrible...I dreamt I was some sort...Oh Gawd...I dreamt I was a straight man! I was straight and I had this really horrible American accent! What a nightmare!"
Oh it was good to be British.
BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I love you.
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Thanks for reading.
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::drools::
Btw, does your story come with free bibs? Cuz I could stand to use one right now, heh, thanks.....
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Oh, its under Sorka. Not piratesorka
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Mmm, thanks.....