<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:00:38.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>a place where you can read about me....not that you care</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-90611819</id><published>2003-03-12T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T14:22:32.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a story that I started writing around the summer of last year and I just got a chapter done...but you'll be reading this from the beginning so here's the first chapter of 3 Libras &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Libras&lt;br /&gt;by Amma &lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: ok look I dont know Nsync, I damn sure dont know BSB so obviously this aint real, oh and do me a huge favor, dont steal my shit that would upset me so much and then I would have to sick Joey on ya, you dont want that do you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a queen you will make her a goddess she shall be .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he read that line over and and over again repeating it in his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a goddess?" Kevin asked himself as he re read the letter "he wants us to find a goddess, how the fuck are we gonna do that" he said asking himself as he paitently waited for his brother to return from his night of feeding . He pulled at the hem of his black jacket, a nasty habit he picked up from when he was a kid, every time he became impaitent he tugged at his jacket, this was one of those times. It seemed after the death of their father, Kevin, being the older twin was the strong one, having to tell everyone it was gonna be ok the house wasnt going to fall apart and they would have a new ruler soon, the problem was he didnt want it to be him or his brother Chris. Now Chris that was a whole diffrent vamp all together. From when they were children he was the mischevious one, he was the one always getting into trouble and as always his twin Kevin would take full blame, not that he wasnt apreciatve of it, he was but he was always telling him one day he would repay him in full for all he did for him, but until then he was being him. going out clubbing, feeding on the first slut he saw, then comming home all hours of the night causing Kevin to worry, this was one of the the nights he was in major worry mode, they just got a note from their late father on what they were to do with the house and who was to rule, unfortunatly for Chris and Kevin they were both to rule and now they had to find a queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I keep tellin ya you don't have to wait up for me Kevy poo" Chris said walking into the study a smug grin across his face, his lips slightly stained with the blood of his last victim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah well as much as I wanted to get some actual sleep brother, I got this" Kevin said holding up the note between his fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is that....is it what I think it is"  Chris said with a look mixed with surprise and fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would beleve so, bad news is, we are now royalty" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whats so bad bout that" Chris said with a shrug and a smirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well stupid, we're the ones in charge" Kevin replied rolling his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"again I ask whats so bad about that" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your single life is now over I can tell you that much" Kevin said with a smirk, he always wanted Chris to settle down and be somewhat normal for a change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh wonderful, and I just hooked up with this pretty young thing at the club too, she had this ass for months man, and the size of her tits..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHRIS, geez man why you gotta be so vugar" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just bein honest" Chris said with a smile, Kevin simply rolled his eyes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wanna know the rest or do you want me to leave you with your thoughts of the video hoe" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no go on" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"welp, we have to find a queen" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh good I got the perfect girl for you, and maybe I can get kandi for my wi..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO, I mean one girl, one wife, the both of us" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wait whoa whoa whoa, we got to share a woman" Chris gave it a thought and smirked "now see I knew you were just as kinky as I am, but you my brother an all wouldnt you think it kinky me suckin your dick" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"good god man read the damned note and dont speak JUST READ" Kevin yelled thrusting the note into his hands &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fine man geez you aint got to be so pissy bout it"  Chris said taking the note from Kevins hand, he opened it and read the words slowly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dearest sons" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you are to rule the house the same as I, but for you both to rule you will need a queen, one woman two husbands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she must be born of september &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she must be dark of skin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she must be brown of eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her hair must be dark of night with sunlight shining through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is a must, she MUST be pure of body and of soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a queen you will make her a goddess she shall be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris finaly looked up from the note with a note of surprise "we are chosen to fulfill the prophecy..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what prophcey" Kevin said a bit confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the prophcey of the 3 Libras Kevin, see I knew if pop died we would be the ones, dammit" Chris said with a deep sigh "look we were both born in october right" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah last time I checked" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well if there are two librain men or women born into a house, if at the time there needs to be a new ruler there has to be three libras ruling over the throne, AND they have to match the description chosen" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin looked at him still confused " so we have to marry a black chick with brown eyes blonde streaks whos's still a virgin AND was born in september" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris only nodded "problem is the hair, so many girls get their hair highlighted and streaked we wont know whats natural or not" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure you will be able to dearest brother" Kevin said patting his brother shoulder "thats why YOU are going out to find her Christopher" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHY ME" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you have a good sense about women, that was never my department you know me too damn shy for my own good..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, well you better learn, cause she's gonna be the one having our children and loving only us, if she falls for us" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"big if there, look if we dont...well there no if we dont there has to be 3 of us ruling that throne, we just have to try " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my thoughts exactly, so let me guess I find girl I bring her right here am I correct?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"correct, and make sure shes not one of your little whores" Kevin spoke as he watched Chris head off toward his bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"trust me brother" Chris said with a smile "this one has to be perfect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-90611819?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/90611819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/90611819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90611819' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-87119927</id><published>2003-01-08T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T09:20:51.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember back when I did that secret santa story for someone, well someone did one for me and yeah I am putting it right here she was such a sweetheart, I guess they are gonna put all the storys we wrote on a site but neways here's the story &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Two's company, three's a crowd, and ten is just too many&lt;br /&gt;&gt;For: FuGirl&lt;br /&gt;&gt;By: Ofra&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Pairing: Chris/Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris bounded up the stairs, tray in hands. Pushing the door to the master &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bedroom open he approached the bed, where his boyfriend, Kevin, lay spread &lt;br /&gt;&gt;out, still sleeping. Setting the tray down on the floor Chris began to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;gently shake Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;C&amp;#146;mon sweetie, wake up.&amp;#148; Kevin just scrunched his eyes tighter. Giggling &lt;br /&gt;&gt;to himself Chris jumped onto the bed and began bouncing, &amp;#147;Waaaaaaake &lt;br /&gt;&gt;uuuppppp!&amp;#148; Kevin suddenly grabbed Chris around the waist and flipped him &lt;br /&gt;&gt;over.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Whatcha doin&amp;#146; baby?&amp;#148; He leaned down and placed small kisses all over &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris&amp;#146; neck.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sighing happily Chris turned his head to catch Kevin&amp;#146;s lips with his own. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It&amp;#146;s Christmas eve, you said we&amp;#146;d spend the day watching Christmas movies. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Just the two of us,&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin smiled and moved to kiss Chris sweetly on his upturned mouth. &amp;#147;Right. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Just let me shower then we can start.&amp;#148; He started to lift himself off his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;smaller lover but Chris&amp;#146;s arms tightened and held him down. &amp;#147;If you don&amp;#146;t &lt;br /&gt;&gt;let go, we can&amp;#146;t get started on the movies.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Ah but we can start something else.&amp;#148; Grinning, Chris ran his hands down &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin&amp;#146;s back &amp;#145;til they reached his ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin&amp;#146;s previous actions were forgotten as he slipped his tongue between &lt;br /&gt;&gt;his lovers lips. Just as Chris was slipping his hands into Kevin&amp;#146;s jammy &lt;br /&gt;&gt;pants the doorbell rang, jolting them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Groaning they pulled apart, Kevin heading for the shower and Chris the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;door.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Get rid of them and come join me.&amp;#148; Kevin said as he slipped into the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Opening the door Chris was greeted by the sweetest sight.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Brianna!&amp;#148; he held out his arms for the baby whom was gurgling in her dad&amp;#146;s &lt;br /&gt;&gt;arms.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;I thought we&amp;#146;d stop by the see you before we headed out. I hope we didn&amp;#146;t &lt;br /&gt;&gt;interrupt anything.&amp;#148; Joey said slyly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Blushing Chris stammered, &amp;#147;uh no of course not.&amp;#148; he held Brianna close to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;his chest as they made their way into the living room. &amp;#147;What time are you &lt;br /&gt;&gt;guys heading out?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Settling himself into the armchair Joey check his watch, &amp;#147;At around &lt;br /&gt;&gt;3...it&amp;#146;s 12 right now. So from here we&amp;#146;ll head over to the airport.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Where&amp;#146;s Kelly at?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;She&amp;#146;s over at a friends house, we&amp;#146;ll be meeting her at the airport.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey looked around the room, &amp;#147;Where&amp;#146;s Kevin?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Detaching the little hands from his necklace Chris glanced up at Joey, &amp;#147;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;he&amp;#146;s in the shower. We were going to watch some Christmas movies.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;You should have told me! We don&amp;#146;t have to stay.&amp;#148; Standing from his seat &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey reached for his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Waving his hand in Joey&amp;#146;s direction, &amp;#147;Ah, don&amp;#146;t worry about it.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey sat back down and they both heard Kevin coming down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin entered the living room and stopped mid-sentence, &amp;#147;Hey Baby, did you &lt;br /&gt;&gt;get the...&amp;#148; Chris looked up and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Kevin! Look how big she is!&amp;#148; Chris exclaimed, holding Brianna up on his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Smiling Kevin crossed over to him and kissed the little girl on the head, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hey Bri. You&amp;#146;re going to be so beautiful.&amp;#148; Turning to Joey, &amp;#147;Hey Joe.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hey Kevin. Sorry for raining in on your parade. I won&amp;#146;t be staying much &lt;br /&gt;&gt;longer,&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Oh don&amp;#146;t think anything of it!&amp;#148; Kevin smiled and moved to the kitchen to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;make coffee. As he was pouring the water in the doorbell rang, &amp;#147;I&amp;#146;ll get &lt;br /&gt;&gt;it.&amp;#148; He called as he opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Brian, Nick! What are you guys doing here?&amp;#148; Stepping back he let them into &lt;br /&gt;&gt;the house,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We just wanted to stop by and see you guys before we left for home.&amp;#148; Nick &lt;br /&gt;&gt;said, giving Kevin a man hug.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;As Kevin was closing the door, two voices rang out, &amp;#147;Don&amp;#146;t close it yet!&amp;#148; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Opening the door wider Kevin, Nick and Brian were greeted by AJ and Howie. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;They could see Justin coming up the walk also.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;What is this? See Kevin and Chris day?&amp;#148; Kevin said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Who was at the door sweetie?&amp;#148; Chris&amp;#146; voice floated in from the living room &lt;br /&gt;&gt;along with Brianna&amp;#146;s giggles,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Joey&amp;#146;s here?&amp;#148; Justin asked, &amp;#147;and Brianna?&amp;#148; his eyes lighting up at the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;thought of seeing his niece.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Stepping back Kevin pointed towards the living room, &amp;#147;In there&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The six of them tromped into the living room and settled themselves into &lt;br /&gt;&gt;couches or on the floor. Kevin was just about to make himself comfortable &lt;br /&gt;&gt;next to Chris when the doorbell rang again, grumbling to himself he hurried &lt;br /&gt;&gt;to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hi! Is Chris here?&amp;#148; Kevin had to laugh, there on the front stoop was Lance &lt;br /&gt;&gt;and JC.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Yeah c&amp;#146;mon in. Seems like everyone is here.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris looked up in surprise as they entered the room, &amp;#147;what are you guys &lt;br /&gt;&gt;doing here?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We wanted to see you guys before we left.&amp;#148; Lance said sitting in the arm &lt;br /&gt;&gt;chair and pulling JC into his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;You guys going to Mississippi?&amp;#148; Brian asked.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We&amp;#146;re meeting everyone at Lance&amp;#146;s house.&amp;#148; JC said taking Brianna into his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;arms when Chris handed her to him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The guys didn&amp;#146;t stay too long, for all of them had to catch flights and &lt;br /&gt;&gt;meet up with family. Chris ordered pizza and they sat, ate and watched some &lt;br /&gt;&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin turned to Chris after the last person had left, &amp;#147;So much for our day &lt;br /&gt;&gt;alone.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Wrapping his arms around Kevin&amp;#146;s waist Chris kissed him softly on the lips, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It was nice to see them though.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It was but, I was really looking forward to spending the time with you.&amp;#148; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin nuzzled his nose in Chris&amp;#146; neck.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We&amp;#146;re alone now.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Looking into Chris&amp;#146; chocolate brown eyes Kevin found the same lust he had &lt;br /&gt;&gt;in his own. Pulling him up the stairs and to the bedroom, &amp;#147;They better not &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bug us now.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We need new friends, ones that won&amp;#146;t bother us.&amp;#148; At the door to the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bedroom Kevin turned to Chris, &amp;#147;Ah but you wouldn&amp;#146;t have it any other way, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;would you?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Smiling, &amp;#147;Nah not really. But enough about them. Let&amp;#146;s get this alone time &lt;br /&gt;&gt;started.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-87119927?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/87119927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/87119927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87119927' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-87119906</id><published>2003-01-08T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T09:20:01.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember back when I did that secret santa story for someone, well someone did one for me and yeah I am putting it right here she was such a sweetheart, I guess they are gonna put all the storys we wrote on a site but neways here's the story &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Two's company, three's a crowd, and ten is just too many&lt;br /&gt;&gt;For: FuGirl&lt;br /&gt;&gt;By: Ofra&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Pairing: Chris/Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris bounded up the stairs, tray in hands. Pushing the door to the master &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bedroom open he approached the bed, where his boyfriend, Kevin, lay spread &lt;br /&gt;&gt;out, still sleeping. Setting the tray down on the floor Chris began to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;gently shake Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;C&amp;#146;mon sweetie, wake up.&amp;#148; Kevin just scrunched his eyes tighter. Giggling &lt;br /&gt;&gt;to himself Chris jumped onto the bed and began bouncing, &amp;#147;Waaaaaaake &lt;br /&gt;&gt;uuuppppp!&amp;#148; Kevin suddenly grabbed Chris around the waist and flipped him &lt;br /&gt;&gt;over.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Whatcha doin&amp;#146; baby?&amp;#148; He leaned down and placed small kisses all over &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris&amp;#146; neck.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sighing happily Chris turned his head to catch Kevin&amp;#146;s lips with his own. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It&amp;#146;s Christmas eve, you said we&amp;#146;d spend the day watching Christmas movies. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Just the two of us,&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin smiled and moved to kiss Chris sweetly on his upturned mouth. &amp;#147;Right. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Just let me shower then we can start.&amp;#148; He started to lift himself off his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;smaller lover but Chris&amp;#146;s arms tightened and held him down. &amp;#147;If you don&amp;#146;t &lt;br /&gt;&gt;let go, we can&amp;#146;t get started on the movies.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Ah but we can start something else.&amp;#148; Grinning, Chris ran his hands down &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin&amp;#146;s back &amp;#145;til they reached his ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin&amp;#146;s previous actions were forgotten as he slipped his tongue between &lt;br /&gt;&gt;his lovers lips. Just as Chris was slipping his hands into Kevin&amp;#146;s jammy &lt;br /&gt;&gt;pants the doorbell rang, jolting them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Groaning they pulled apart, Kevin heading for the shower and Chris the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;door.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Get rid of them and come join me.&amp;#148; Kevin said as he slipped into the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Opening the door Chris was greeted by the sweetest sight.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Brianna!&amp;#148; he held out his arms for the baby whom was gurgling in her dad&amp;#146;s &lt;br /&gt;&gt;arms.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;I thought we&amp;#146;d stop by the see you before we headed out. I hope we didn&amp;#146;t &lt;br /&gt;&gt;interrupt anything.&amp;#148; Joey said slyly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Blushing Chris stammered, &amp;#147;uh no of course not.&amp;#148; he held Brianna close to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;his chest as they made their way into the living room. &amp;#147;What time are you &lt;br /&gt;&gt;guys heading out?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Settling himself into the armchair Joey check his watch, &amp;#147;At around &lt;br /&gt;&gt;3...it&amp;#146;s 12 right now. So from here we&amp;#146;ll head over to the airport.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Where&amp;#146;s Kelly at?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;She&amp;#146;s over at a friends house, we&amp;#146;ll be meeting her at the airport.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey looked around the room, &amp;#147;Where&amp;#146;s Kevin?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Detaching the little hands from his necklace Chris glanced up at Joey, &amp;#147;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;he&amp;#146;s in the shower. We were going to watch some Christmas movies.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;You should have told me! We don&amp;#146;t have to stay.&amp;#148; Standing from his seat &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey reached for his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Waving his hand in Joey&amp;#146;s direction, &amp;#147;Ah, don&amp;#146;t worry about it.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Joey sat back down and they both heard Kevin coming down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin entered the living room and stopped mid-sentence, &amp;#147;Hey Baby, did you &lt;br /&gt;&gt;get the...&amp;#148; Chris looked up and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Kevin! Look how big she is!&amp;#148; Chris exclaimed, holding Brianna up on his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Smiling Kevin crossed over to him and kissed the little girl on the head, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hey Bri. You&amp;#146;re going to be so beautiful.&amp;#148; Turning to Joey, &amp;#147;Hey Joe.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hey Kevin. Sorry for raining in on your parade. I won&amp;#146;t be staying much &lt;br /&gt;&gt;longer,&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Oh don&amp;#146;t think anything of it!&amp;#148; Kevin smiled and moved to the kitchen to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;make coffee. As he was pouring the water in the doorbell rang, &amp;#147;I&amp;#146;ll get &lt;br /&gt;&gt;it.&amp;#148; He called as he opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Brian, Nick! What are you guys doing here?&amp;#148; Stepping back he let them into &lt;br /&gt;&gt;the house,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We just wanted to stop by and see you guys before we left for home.&amp;#148; Nick &lt;br /&gt;&gt;said, giving Kevin a man hug.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;As Kevin was closing the door, two voices rang out, &amp;#147;Don&amp;#146;t close it yet!&amp;#148; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Opening the door wider Kevin, Nick and Brian were greeted by AJ and Howie. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;They could see Justin coming up the walk also.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;What is this? See Kevin and Chris day?&amp;#148; Kevin said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Who was at the door sweetie?&amp;#148; Chris&amp;#146; voice floated in from the living room &lt;br /&gt;&gt;along with Brianna&amp;#146;s giggles,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Joey&amp;#146;s here?&amp;#148; Justin asked, &amp;#147;and Brianna?&amp;#148; his eyes lighting up at the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;thought of seeing his niece.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Stepping back Kevin pointed towards the living room, &amp;#147;In there&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The six of them tromped into the living room and settled themselves into &lt;br /&gt;&gt;couches or on the floor. Kevin was just about to make himself comfortable &lt;br /&gt;&gt;next to Chris when the doorbell rang again, grumbling to himself he hurried &lt;br /&gt;&gt;to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Hi! Is Chris here?&amp;#148; Kevin had to laugh, there on the front stoop was Lance &lt;br /&gt;&gt;and JC.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;Yeah c&amp;#146;mon in. Seems like everyone is here.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chris looked up in surprise as they entered the room, &amp;#147;what are you guys &lt;br /&gt;&gt;doing here?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We wanted to see you guys before we left.&amp;#148; Lance said sitting in the arm &lt;br /&gt;&gt;chair and pulling JC into his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;You guys going to Mississippi?&amp;#148; Brian asked.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We&amp;#146;re meeting everyone at Lance&amp;#146;s house.&amp;#148; JC said taking Brianna into his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;arms when Chris handed her to him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The guys didn&amp;#146;t stay too long, for all of them had to catch flights and &lt;br /&gt;&gt;meet up with family. Chris ordered pizza and they sat, ate and watched some &lt;br /&gt;&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin turned to Chris after the last person had left, &amp;#147;So much for our day &lt;br /&gt;&gt;alone.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Wrapping his arms around Kevin&amp;#146;s waist Chris kissed him softly on the lips, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It was nice to see them though.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;It was but, I was really looking forward to spending the time with you.&amp;#148; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kevin nuzzled his nose in Chris&amp;#146; neck.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We&amp;#146;re alone now.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Looking into Chris&amp;#146; chocolate brown eyes Kevin found the same lust he had &lt;br /&gt;&gt;in his own. Pulling him up the stairs and to the bedroom, &amp;#147;They better not &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bug us now.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&amp;#147;We need new friends, ones that won&amp;#146;t bother us.&amp;#148; At the door to the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;bedroom Kevin turned to Chris, &amp;#147;Ah but you wouldn&amp;#146;t have it any other way, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;would you?&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Smiling, &amp;#147;Nah not really. But enough about them. Let&amp;#146;s get this alone time &lt;br /&gt;&gt;started.&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-87119906?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/87119906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/87119906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87119906' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-86337579</id><published>2002-12-20T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T14:45:57.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote this as a secret santa type thing for a group, I hope you like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas Party (or how to have fun in a restroom) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Me! (Amma Thomas) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I dont steal yours you dont steal mine, Kapish, good now Enjoy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is so so STUPID"  was the sound uttered out of two of the restrooms in the posh Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York City. The party was being held by Jive, ok it was more of Jc and Howies Idea, Jive just went along with it to keep the artists happy. but there where two that wernt happy in the least....Brian Littrel of Backstreet, and Chris Kirkpatrick of Nsync, see that night they had plans, good ones. Brian wanted to spend time with his wife and newborn son, and well Chris had the up and up on a hot party P Diddy was hosting further up the street. And even more, they were both trying to find ways of sneaking out of the party to go about the previous plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Littrel?!" Chris called from his stall "That you man?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no it's Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, who else would it be" Brian answered sticking his head out of his &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh ha ha, I see who got jokes in here" Chris said with a chuckle as he stuck his head out of his stall as well "can I ask ya somethin" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah man, shoot" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tell me how we got talked into comming to this, bland, boring, stupid...need I go on" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian shook his head and laughed "nope, and the answer to that question would be, Jc and Howie, thought it would be cute to hold a party to show of their, happy, loving, sex filled relationship, and us being the great friends, and loving brothers that we are we" Brian said pointing to himself and Chris "thought it oh so fit, that we would be nice and show up" he finished with a nod  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ahh I see, so why may I ask did you not bring that 'charming' wife of yours to this lovely gathering"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey hey, dont knock Leaghanne she's a good woman, and besides, we didnt have a babysitter and you know she'll be dammed if she leaves our son with someone else" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris looked at him with a raised eyebrow "Brian, honestly you dont have to lie man....now REALLY why didnt she come" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok, she hates the fact that D and Josh are 'together' her being so dammed closed minded. She doesnt think that men should be doing that sort of thing" Brian told him with a shrug. Chris stepped out of his stall and over to Brian leaning against the frame of the stall with his arms crossed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and what do you think of it all" Chris said slowly licking his lips, Brian shiverd slightly to himself and swallowed hard at the sight of him doing that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, uhm.....I think it's pretty cool, I....I mean if you are into that sort of thing" Brian managed to stammer out. Chris looked at him and nodded and smirked as well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uh huh, anything else you wanna put in that sentance there, Rok" Chris said as he lifted his hand up and slowly running it down Brians cheek, smiling to himself as he heard him mutter something and shiver all at the same time. "What was that Littrel, I didnt hear that in my good ear, mind repeating that again" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian whispered out something that caused Chris to grin even more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"go on, its just us, say it" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it's pretty hot, wouldn't mind trying it with someone who was willing" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well" Chris replyed pressing closer into Brian "I am willin, very very VERY willin" he growled out, Brian looked onto him with wide eyes and swallowed hard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HERE??!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is that a problem Brian" Chris said leaning in more lightly bitting onto Brians lower lip and smiling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"n....n....no, but, but" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tell me Brian, when you fuck her are you in charge, are you always on top " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ex...ex...excuse me?!?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I asked you, are you in charge in bed Brian, simple question that is a yes or no answer" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes, I am on top, always on top, always in charge telling her what to do" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris nodded and grinned "thats exactly what I thought, and tell me this Brian....have you always wondered what it would like to be....on the bottom, someone telling you what to do....like for an example" Chris said as he leaned in more close enough to Brians ear as he whispers "I want you to get on your knees right here, right now, and suck my cock" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian pulled back in shock and surprise "THE FUCK, Chris...come on man one, I am married, two IM MARRIED" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and, I was with Dani, and fucking Joey on the side, to this day she still doesnt know" he chuckled and rubbed his beard "neither does Kelly" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but dude, I mean I never....." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but you've thought about it....I know you have, because if you didnt you still wouldnt be standing here, and I would be...with a black eye" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian thought, Chris was right if he wasnt thinking of acting on his thoughts he still wouldnt be standing here thinking 'wonder if he likes it fast and rough or nice and slow'. and besides, Leah was getting pretty uncreative in bed here lately, it was getting to the point to where he was 5 seconds from calling Nick to talk dirty to him, 'so what the fuck, Chris is hot, and yeah He's still my fave Nsync boy' Brian thought then he looked up at Chris and smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"step in, lock the door, and you better not scream" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you are as good as I think you are, I wont be able to control myself" Chris said stepping in and pulling the door shut then locking it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uh huh, and how are we gonna explain it" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris smirked and quickly started to unbuckle his jeans "peeping tom" he said with a laugh as he let his jeans and his boxers, which were patterned in misltle toe, drop to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"peeping tomisin...fuck me...." Brian muttered as he got a good look at Chris's length, even Brian didnt realize he was going to be as big, and as long as he was...hell he didnt think he could take all of that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"problems Litrel" Chris said still smirking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, this is my first blow job man give me a break" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok ok" Chris snickered as he watched Brian fall to his knees&lt;br /&gt;"think about how your wife, pleasures you, then do it 10 times better, my mother always said you learn from your mistakes" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your MOM?!?! knows" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uh, my mother has known I was bi for 20 years, now are you gonna suck me or make my dick catch frost bite" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ick, so pushy" Brian said as he slowly eyed Chris, then his dick, then back up to Chris's face, which was the picture of anticipation, he then licked his lips and took all of him in his mouth then slid slowly back up and smiled at the reaction he got. Chris groaned and tossed his head back swallowing hard, he then looked back down at Brian grinning like a fool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont stop man just, ahh" Chris groaned out again feeling Brian's lips on his cock sucking ever so slowly. Brian pulled back again then running his tounge slowly up and down Chris's length which caused him to wiggle a bit, he reached up and lightly cupped Chris's balls into his hand, brushing his fingertips against them causing Chris to thrust slightly into Brians mouth, which Brian didnt mind in the least as he started to take more of Chris into his mouth. Brian was so surprised at what he was doing, that he didnt realize that he was almost deepthroating Chris, Chris on the other hand was close to the verge of cumming right then and there, he writhled in Brians mouth and against his hand as he let out a louder groan than before. Chris leaned against the door trying to support himself from falling to his knees or falling period. Brian leaned in more taking more of him deep throating him more and tightining his mouth around his length trying to help him cum, with a bit of quick thinking he squeezed onto Chris's balls hard then tugging them downward, which did the trick because when he did that, Chris came with a force he had never felt before he let out a moan that he thought the whole hotel would be able to hear. Brian swallowed all of his, sweet, hot seed and slowly slid his lips off of him wanting to savor more of his taste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"holy..." Chris muttered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shit would be the precice word at this moment" Brian answered with a laugh as he looked back up at Chris, then back at his shirt, which had a huge picture of a peice of mistletoe on the front "Kirkpatrick?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes Littrel" Chris said as he was trying to pull his jeans back up onto his hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this was planned wasnt it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"take it as you like Brian" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, you got your dammed kiss under the mistletoe" Brian said with a laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not exactly" Chris said as he pulled Brian to him pressing his lips to his for the sweetest kiss either one of them has ever had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-86337579?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/86337579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/86337579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86337579' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-86186810</id><published>2002-12-17T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:27:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*SCREAMS* i want my fucking computer BACK this frickin sucks *whacks head on the desk at the damn library* anyone wanna give to the amma needs her comp back fund *bats eyes* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-86186810?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/86186810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/86186810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86186810' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-85468035</id><published>2002-12-03T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T21:57:04.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok I have to post in this thing cause well if I dont I will be really pissed with myself right now I am at my dads cause granny yes is being a bitch and really thinks I am 12 so she takes MY computer monitor away so I got to deal with this goin from one house to the other...it sucks but hey I want it back *Nods* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-85468035?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/85468035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/85468035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirkchaz.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85468035' title=''/><author><name>Amma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798657992874245877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995837.post-85463062</id><published>2002-12-03T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T19:58:42.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welp this is my first post just a tester one *nods* yes &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3995837-85463062?l=kirkchaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/85463062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3995837/posts/default/85463062'/><link rel='alternate' 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