{"id":461,"date":"2018-12-21T06:20:14","date_gmt":"2018-12-21T06:20:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2018\/calendar\/?p=461"},"modified":"2018-12-21T06:20:14","modified_gmt":"2018-12-21T06:20:14","slug":"december-21st-something-different-second-try-by-chocolate-egg","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2018\/calendar\/?p=461","title":{"rendered":"December 21st- Something Different \u2014 Second Try by Chocolate Egg"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sequel to Something Different This Year<\/em> <\/strong><\/span><\/a>which can be found here<\/span><\/strong><\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky was sitting at the kitchen reading a magazine when Hutch walked into the apartment.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey, babe,\u201d Starsky greeted his partner.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey, babe, yourself,\u201d Hutch replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s in the bag? My Christmas present?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The Hutchinson finger was pointed. \u201cDon\u2019t start that again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFine.\u201d Starsky pouted.<\/span>
\n<\/p>\n

He set the bag on the table and leaned forward, resting his hands on either side of it. \u201cWe still don\u2019t have anything for the Advent Calendar. So I thought I\u2019d paint a portrait of us in our Christmas finery.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m pretty sure they\u2019d rather see us without.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAw come on, Starsky. Class up, will ya?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019m serious, Hutch. You paint a mean nude. You paint me and I\u2019ll paint you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJust to clarify,\u201d Hutch said suspiciously, \u201cyou do mean that the paint will be on the canvas and not each other, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOf course that\u2019s what I meant. Hey, lets get started right now!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGive me a few minutes to set everything up. In the meantime, something\u2019s burning.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShit!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t smell like shit, luckily.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky focused on the overdone something in the oven while Hutch prepared to create. Fifteen minutes later, he declared himself ready.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsk! Where are you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky had slipped unseen into the bedroom and now catwalked into the living room in all his magnificent maleness.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch stood still\u2013mouth open, eyes large.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSee something you like, handsome?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

The words broke the spell and Hutch mumbled, \u201cLater.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky watched Hutch, enjoying how his partner was able to remove his libido from the situation and become a fully focused artist. Hutch positioned his subject, rearranging him a few times until he was satisfied.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch stepped back to the easel and began.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky knew that Hutch was concentrating on the task at hand and not the subject matter. But Starsky had nothing else to do so he thought about the fact that he was naked and Hutch was fully clothed. This type of scenario might make one feel exposed (Starsky chuckled silently) but in this case he had the upper hand. Hutch was intent on his project. He looked so young and beautiful and vulnerable, concentrating as he was. Starsky imagined Hutch as the art student and himself as the art instructor. It was arousing him.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch glanced up every now and then to study his subject. This time he noticed something.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsky, put that thing away!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI thought you liked my thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAw come on, buddy. I\u2019m not putting that in the portrait. It\u2019s too distracting.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky smiled sensually as he started to move towards Hutch. \u201cIt is, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Hutch put down his brush. Hands on hips he tried to reason with his partner. But it was too late. He took a step back as Starsky reached for him. The easel didn\u2019t stand a chance. It went down. Hutch tripped over the legs and would have fallen if Starsky hadn\u2019t grabbed him. He twisted but they were both headed for the floor. Palette, brushes, canvas, and paints were scattered.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsky, watch out for my burnt umber!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSchweetheart, if I knew where your burnt umber was, I\u2019d handle it with the utmost care.\u201d Starsky got his Bogie and Mae West a bit muddled.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Sometime later, after Starsky had taken care of Hutch\u2019s burnt umber and Hutch had done likewise for his partner\u2019s raw sienna, they lay side by side, looking at the ceiling.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s a blue splash on the ceiling.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I call it Starsky\u2019s Eyes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAw, that\u2019s . . . sweet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Silence for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYa know, Starsk, we failed again at the Advent Calendar thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNah, not really. This time the sex and debauchery was in living color.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYup. \u00a0Just needed a fresh coat of paint.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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