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It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART FOUR] CLOSED
THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * (PART THREE (OVERFLOW)


GENERAL RULES;

IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

if you're in doubt, please message the mod or leave a comment in the discussion post.



♥ post requests and responses in the comments to this post.
♥ be respectful.
♥ both a pairing/character AND a prompt/kink must be posted.
♥ one pairing/prompt per comment please.
♥ you are encouraged to try and write a prompt for every request you make.
♥ we are slash, femslash, het, three-and-moresomes etc. friendly. (we are even incest friendly what with some of our characters being twins and all...)
♥ no pairing bashing, OK? no need to wank over ships.
♥ long and short fics welcome. multiple responses encouraged!
♥ please try to refrain from saying 'seconded!' as much as possible.
♥ on RPF: Please disclaim that it is RPF, a work of fiction and in no way related to the actual actors/persons/etc. (i wouldn't even try and discourage RPF from this meme ;))
WARN FOR COMMON TRIGGERS, PLEASE




FORMAT OF PROMPTS;


♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
♥ put [RPF] before RPF prompts. (e.g. [RPF] Andrew/Jesse)
♥ for crossover prompts: "[Crossover], The Social Network Character(s)/Other Character(s), [Fandom]" (e.g. [Crossover], Eduardo/Columbus, [Zombieland])
♥ no "!" in pairings, only in descriptions. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark, FacebookCreator!Eduardo, CFO!Mark)
♥ anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Sean/Other)
♥ put [GEN] before GEN prompts.




FILLS;


♥ please don't embed. link to images/videos.
♥ no locked material. this includes communities, even if membership is open.
♥ fills can be posted anonymously or not.
♥ fills can be anything: fic, art, vid, fanmix, podfic, etc.
♥ all prompts are open to fills at all times, even if they have been filled in the past or are being currently filled by someone else. multiple fills are positively encouraged; if something appeals to you then do not be put off creating a new fill by the existence of a prior one.






[ARCHIVING]

[DELICIOUS]

[UNFILLED REQUESTS]

[FILLED REQUESTS]

[FLAT VIEW]


have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D



PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING;

i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.
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i know i'm lost -- 29a/?

(yeah it's actually me. what's up?)
The next morning, Eduardo rolled over in Mark’s bed, onto Mark. Last night after they had left had been a flurry of stripping and having sex in the school parking lot, Mark pounding hard into Eduardo, Eduardo pinching Mark’s ass and making him moan and thrust in harder. Then, giggling, they’d driven back to Mark’s house and snuck upstairs naked, giggling into each other and snuggling in close in the autumn chill.


Now it was time for Mark to get to practice, which meant his phone started ringing off the hook and Mark groaned into Eduardo’s neck. This meant Eduardo had to press his thumbs into Mark’s hips, causing Mark to erupt in giggles. Eduardo laughed as Mark squirmed under his hands, laughing loudly, then realizing that Mark’s parents were home, and clamped his mouth shut.


“Don’t worry, they don’t give a fuck. They like you. They wouldn’t have let you take me to the dance if they didn’t like you.” Mark rolled over and grabbed his phone, scrolling through the texts and huffing. “They only talked last night, by the way. Thank God, thank God. I would have had to kill Chris.”


“Why?”


“Dustin needs to be able to walk tonight. After tonight they can fuck silly, I don’t give a damn.” Eduardo snorted.


“You’re like a panda bear, you’re soft on the inside, and you don’t want to see Dustin hurt. He’s like your baby brother. Chris is like a sassy friend of mine who I can’t control. Chris is more like a more experienced older brother who thinks I’m an awesome little.” Eduardo rested his head on Mark’s collarbone, sniffing his neck. “Where do I have to be tonight?”


“You have to be at the Theatre at 11. Tickets are five dollars, and you should dress … casual. You should probably stay over again tonight.” Eduardo hummed a positive noise into Mark’s chest. “I really do have to get dressed soon, Eduardo, or Dustin will show up here in his skin tight leather pants, and not a smart idea for anyone involved. Except, maybe Chris.” Eduardo and Mark shuddered simultaneously.


“Okay.”

---

Mark got to the theatre on time with his bag of clothes and his money for to have the ability to go out and pay for the supplies that were coming in.

Since Mark didn’t necessarily have the biggest part, he went and paid the guy who came behind the theatre with rice, leis, water guns, cards, and rubber gloves. Then the newspaper came, as Dustin and Chris unloaded the piles of newspaper that his mom and dad had spent the summer collecting for them.


They practiced relentlessly from noon on, eating lunch and then dinner together in the back theatre. Then they cleaned it up so that the theatre wouldn’t have more trash then necessary when they went back to clean up that night.


When seven came around, they all spread their mandatory blankets out and took naps, Mark spread eagled out next to Frank, who was snoring very loudly. Around nine thirty Ellen, who hated naps and drank entirely too much caffeine, woke them all up. Mark was grumpy, but he started to stuff bags as everyone began to change. Mark just had to slip into the khakis and tight shirt, the scarf and the nice jacket that he had bought at Goodwill that fit pretty well in the shoulders. He thought about using his new suit jacket, but he didn’t want to ruin it, especially since Eduardo had bought it for him. It was something especially for him and Eduardo would be there, but whatever.


Mark changed about ten thirty, getting his hair precariously tousled by Ellen, his ass smacked by Frank, and people started to file in at about ten fifty, the friends of Ellen from college and other people. Eduardo came in exactly at eleven, making eye contact with Mark and walking over to where he was selling prop bags.


“Prop bag?” Mark asked suggestively, and Eduardo planted one on him, getting wolf-whistled at but Mark smiled into the kiss. “Welcome to the Rocky Horror Picture Show.”

Re: i know i'm lost -- 29a/?

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i know i'm lost -- 29b/?

Eduardo had to admit, this was kind of awesome. He was also grossly overdressed for this – the guy behind him was in full out drag, but that guy also went towards the front instead of towards the back, getting his ass slapped by a white boy, a Mexican, and a big black man, who the cross dresser then fell into, giggling as the man chuckled loudly.


“You have to go sit down now, Eduardo. You should sit up there, in the seat next to the big water gun.” Mark raised his eyebrows up and down and Eduardo laughed, hard. He saw blond hair in the row above it, leaning over to tousle someone’s hair. It was kind of adorable. He flopped down behind Dustin and Chris and flicked Chris behind the ear.


“Hey, that – Eduardo, hey man!” Eduardo realized Chris wasn’t wearing a shirt, and then Dustin bounced up from nowhere.


“EDUARDO, YOU CAME.”


“Sorry, we just took a nap.” Eduardo wiggled his eyebrows. “Not that kind of nap.”


“I’m saving myself until after Frank –“ Dustin’s mouth got covered by Chris.


“Excuse him, he didn’t know that you’ve never seen Rocky Horror and he’s seen it so much, nothing surprises him anymore.” Dustin wiggled his eyebrows again and rested his chin on Chris’ knee.


“Yeah, we’re going to have to start promoting the show soon. You know, and the prop bags. We need the money!” Dustin chirps, and Chris pets him.


“Besides, I have to sell them after Mark. He’s been selling since ten thirty, and knowing him, he’s probably already pissed by that one girl offering to – "


“Yeah, probably. It was pretty funny though. Was Mark red when you walked over to him earlier?”


“A little?”


“Yeah, some girl offered to suck him off for a prop bag. Mark fell off the railing, then, from his corner, screamed, ‘I HAVE A BOYFRIEND.’ It was hi-lar-ious.”


“It really was. Up, asshole.”


“I’m sorry, Your Most Lugubrious-ness.” Somehow Dustin sprang up from his position and sashayed over to Mark, who gave him a raised eyebrow and hopped down from the rail. He caught Eduardo’s eye and winked at him, slapping Dustin on the ass and walking over to Ellen, who was carrying a hat and smiling widely, motioning at Mark to go in front of her. Mark walked down the aisle, Ellen following, and a girl in a maid costume popping up from the other side, laughing. A guy in a wig with the crown shaved off was already in the front, directing the elegant black man to move the lights and turning them on so that the front of the theatre was lit up.


“HELLO EVERYONE.” Came a booming voice, and the transvestite had thrown a trench coat over his outfit. A rush of people came into the theatre and whistled at the guy, who bowed. "My name’s Frank,” someone wolf whistled, “and we are the cast of the Show. This is Ellen,” she bowed, “Mark,” who gave a blank face, “Chris,” who shook his ass and got an extra loud catcall from Dustin back on the railing, “Robert,” the wigged guy waved creepily, “Marie,” the girl in the maid costume bowed, “and back there selling prop bags is Dustin. All of you who have seen us last year or last May, we welcome you back. There are some new faces, a lot of you actually, and definetly some of those old faces. Hi Mrs. L, I saw you walking in with your rice. Now in a few minutes Ellen here,” Ellen screamed a little bit, “will be leading some games right now, so raise your hand and Chris and Robert will come pull you out of the crowd.”


People started to scream, but Chris came over to Eduardo first and hustled him out to the front. He played Ellen Says with a bunch of girls all dressed up as Columbia – and the anorexia issues that flashed through Eduardo’s head were huge – and a medium sized white boy named Elias, whose girlfriend was egging him on from the audience. In the end, it was just Eduardo and Elias.


“Ellen says kiss each other.”


Elias paled, and Eduardo strutted up to him, putting his hands on Elias’ shoulder. “Hey Mark, is this cool?”


Mark yelled back, “Go for it babe.”


Eduardo looked out at the audience. “Sorry, that’s my boyfriend.” The crowd wolf whistled as Mark bowed on the side. Eduardo leaned down and kissed Elias softly on the mouth. “Now you can go kiss your girl.”

Re: i know i'm lost -- 29b/?

Haha, Mark being scared of girls, too cute. :)

i know i'm lost -- 29c/?

Not long after that the movie started, and Eduardo watched in wonder as things were shouted out in between dialogue. They were an equal opportunity offender, and it was funny when one of the prompters shouted at Mark, who played the criminologist, “Is it true that you fuck boys?” and Mark shrugged his shoulders and winked and replied with “It’s true.” The wink that accompanied it was dirty, and the rest of the crowd went nuts.


Doing the Time Warp showed that maybe Mark had more dancing skills then he knew, because it was him who led the Time Warp, instructing people to put on their hats and then strutting across the stage like a demented dance instructor. People were into it, following Mark’s lead and laughing into it.
Eduardo got rice in his hair, and he clapped when Ellen and Dustin got stripped down to their skivvies and Dustin tried to cop a feel, following with Ellen whacking him with her purse. Though Eduardo didn’t mean to, he definitely scammed on Chris, and he leaned over to Mark, who plopped next to him when not terrifying people as The Man With No Neck and whispered, “Did Dustin stuff?”


Mark snorted then scanned. “No, should he have?”


Eduardo scoffed. “Mark, Dustin is like, an anomaly. It’s like you two are brothers.”


“So you’re saying Dustin and I both have ill-proportionate dicks and should get them checked out?”


“No, I’m just saying, you’re both like, huge.”


“You’re pretty big yourself.”


“I’m like a giant standing next to you though. Dustin’s a midget.”


“And Chris?”


“Is not as well endowed as the three of us. I think he’ll have a seizure when he sees it.”


“He does every time Dustin takes his pants off.”


Eduardo scoffed, and Mark takes his hand, and when Mark does the cues, he uses Eduardo’s hands to smack the glove, then, when Chris is unwrapped he laughs and it echoes through his hand, like his pulse. When Chris runs past him, he stops in front of Mark and Mark smacks him on the ass, which sends him running again. Frank does the same thing, and Eduardo laughed as Mark’s family encouraged people to smack them on the ass and cheer for him.


The gags got funnier and funnier, and by the time the dining room scene came up, Eduardo didn’t know how he got here, but he was a mix of turned on and happy that he’d only been once before in his life. When Frank got to the front and roared at the crowd to get up, Eduardo did it without question. As Frank shouted for people who had seen the movie to sit down, all of the people in the front of the theatre sat down after the twenty five mark, leaving Eduardo alone and Mark chuckling in the seat next to him.


“Ladies, grab a tit, and it doesn’t have to be yours! Gentleman, grab a package – again, it doesn’t have to be yours.” Eduardo grinned and grabbed Mark through his pants.


“Eduardo.” Mark hissed, but Eduardo grinned and gripped Mark through the entire virgin pledge. When Eduardo plopped back down, he gave Mark one last squeeze before letting go and settling. “You are my kryptonite. Wanna sneak up to the back row?”


“Don’t you have a job to do, my love?”


“I can do it from the back row.”


“But then everyone can’t see what a good actor you are! I would hate to ruin that for them.”


So Mark sulked for the rest of the movie, and when his part came at the end, he stood straight and projected intensity at the audience, then introduced the cast for their bows. After that, Mark grabbed Eduardo and pulled him up the stairs, ready to debauch him.


“Mark – “


“Don’t worry, we’ll clean after this. I totally gave Frank the eyes.”


“The eyes?”


“Yeah, he and Ellen have sex up here all of the time.” And before Eduardo could protest, Mark covered his mouth with his own.

---

Dustin and Chris, however, got shooed out of the theatre by Frank and Ellen, Frank stuffing little packets of lube into Chris’ shorts, Ellen chasing the three of them down with what looked like condoms.


“Okay, we’ll go have sex now!” Dustin shouted.


But by the time they’d gotten back to Chris’, Chris was asleep and Dustin was nearly there, though he couldn’t go a night without a shower. So he picked Chris up bridal style and carried him into his own house, closing the door behind him.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 29c/?

(Anonymous)
i'm trying to picture Mark doing the Time Warp LMAO.