september recs, day twenty-one: gally squared (plus or minus prusty)

[meretricula]

I was whining on twitter about how all I wanted to do was read jailbait Chekov/Sulu fic all night and somehow this ended up in a conversation about how @bophew had never read any AGally/BGally fic??? AN UNACCEPTABLE SITUATION, I think you will all agree. So here, have lots of jailbait Gallys! Sometimes with Prusty for bonus defilement purposes! (I already recced the one where BGally is a girl and Prusty teaches AGally how to give better orgasms for genderswap day but if you missed it somehow you should rectify that.)

Lucky Pierre, by hapakitsune
Basically nothing to me will ever top the succinct hilarity of the summary, which I quote in full:

"Complicated like you have two underage boyfriends?" asks Brian.

"They're both over eighteen," hisses Brandon.

It's not quite as cracky as that would lead you to believe (I actually feel a lot for Alex, it sucks to be the one left out when your friends are hooking up) but it's still pretty damn funny! And Brandon's paranoia that someone on the team is going to find out he defiled the rookie is really excellent for me.

I don't know about me but I know about you, by duchessofavalon
AGally's friendship with Nail is adorable. This is all.

Odd Man Rush, by hanet
BGally's intrinsic sluttiness draws AGally into his somewhat ambiguous relationship with Prusty, giving Prusty a sexual identity crisis in the process. Also there's a lot -- a lot -- of porn.

i said if i'm honest, i fell for you that last night, by mistfarer
This list needed at least one straightforward story about dumb children in love. God. They're so DUMB and so IN LOVE I almost can't stand it like this is Hallsy and Ebs level here.

(Getting Off) the Training Wheels, by sabrina_il
I.e. the one where Prusty teaches the Gallys how to have better sex with each other. A lot of it is so clinical that it shouldn't really be hot? And yet it is, and there's something so weirdly joyful about these two idiots finally getting to share orgasms the way they want to.

I've progressed to the hacking up a lung stage of my cold, which means I sound much worse but feel much better! I'm not even on Nyquil right now. YAY!!! YOU CAN'T DEFEAT ME, NEW ENGLAND WEATHER.