Post by BENJAMIN RHYS RADFORD on Jun 14, 2010 18:22:46 GMT
the sky was burning up like fireworks ,
you made me want you, oh, so bad it hurt
[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]benji took a long drag on his cigarette as he stood outside, the moonlight barely visible behind the forest of trees that stood in a nearby forest. the yellow light of the street lamps, littered around the campsite, made him look jaundiced as he puffed on his cigarette. he was drunk, and happily so, laughing to himself as he drew the smoke back into his lungs, feeling it fill them pleasantly. it was a softer feeling for benj than it had been when he'd started smoking, but now it was comforting. he grinned widely and stubbed the cigarette out on the wall of the cabin, tossing the now cold stub into a nearby bin, grinning wildly as it managed to actually slide into the bin. "fuckkk, I'm like Michael Jordan", he slurred loudly, laughing at his own thought, running a hand through his hair.
his eyes were wide, his pupils dilated and his teeth bared in a huge smile. he bent his knees and jumped high, trying to touch the roof of the porch, failing miserably and falling over slightly, steadying himself and giggling mischievously as he grabbed hold of the cabin door handle, pulling it towards him hard before realising it was a push. yes, it was needless to say that benjamin radford was well and truly wankered, and quite enjoying it. the only trouble was that being really drunk made him horny, and he wanted to share his tipsy times with company. sadly to say he had none, and this was made evident by the empty dorms he stumbled into while giggling manically to himself.
all the beds were made from the morning and empty, as if all the people had decided to stay out that evening. he scowled hard and groaned loudly, making his way through the rows of bunk beds towards his own bottom bunk. he'd never been more glad of it as he used the pine beds for support, wandering aimlessly towards his bunk, his feet stumbling underneath him as he went. "ohhh god, this is so hardddd", he whined as he finally reached his bed, his undone shoes stumbling off his feet and falling off as he shook his feet, focusing hard on them as the shoes flew off and under his bunk bed. finally happy that his shoes were off, he pulled his shirt over his head.
it having got stuck on his head he moved in circles, waggling his arms and pulling it over his head, falling onto his bed in the turmoil as the t-shirt dropped off, finally, of his arms. by this time, the door had creaked open, yet as benji was so very concerned with getting his clothes off, he hadn't noticed. next he tried to conquer his jeans, laid on his back and struggling. the big belt he had on proved difficult, but within a few minutes the jeans were around his ankles and benji was stood quite proudly in a pair of boxers, his hands on his hips as he looked triumphantly down at his pile of clothes.
"take that, fuckers", he slurred with a grin, flopping onto his bed and his back, folding his arms behind his head. he was happy, but he noticed the breeze coming from the door having been opened pretty quickly and snuggled under his covers quickly, pulling them up to his chest as he rolled onto his side, looking forward towards the entry. it being the early hours of the morning, it was dark, and ben was in on fit state to be seeing things. "….hellloooo?", he called out dozily, grinning and sniggering to himself as he went.
tag clarity!
word count 600 something.
listening to sunny day , joy williams.
clothes literally just black boxers.
comments sorry I forgot to do it! >D
credits tinypic for picture.
progress done.
