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| Fuck Me Deeply (i Love Obscenity); Good old Torr-slash. PWP awesomes. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 8 2011, 05:11 AM (1,112 Views) | |
| Torrid | Feb 8 2011, 05:11 AM Post #1 |
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Hell is Here.
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It's a little multi-chapter. It's my favourites. It's the pairing alot hate. I love 'em. It's PWP and you love it baby! ---------------------------------------- I can feel his eyes. They’re all over me. Watching, waiting. Following me as I get ready for a much needed shower. I gathered up a towel, clean shower mat and shower products, flipping my hair over my shoulder. I sense his every last motion. Hear every breath. At times, I reach a point where I worry. Then, I remember exactly whom it is that I’m dealing with. He can’t intimidate me… or at least, I won’t let him. I wouldn’t… would I? I slipped into the dry area of the shower room to change out of my clothes. He’s still following me. Damn his predatory side. There’s going to be burn marks on my back in the morning. His eyes are like lasers. I quickly undressed, desperate to get out of my sweaty, tight clothing. These jeans cling like a bastard as it is. I threw my towel around my waist and neatly folded my clothes, placing them on a shelf above my shoes. I sighed against the sudden hit of cool air against the stale sweat on my skin. Running towards the shower to contain whatever warmth I had left in my body, I heard Lars laughing at the top of his tiny Danish lungs and smiled fondly. I reached around the wall flipping the taps on, testing the water with the tips of my fingers. Once I was satisfied, I placed my mat down. I made one last check around the room and removed my towel, hanging it on the heated rack just out of the range of the warm jets of water. I tentatively stepped under the stream and let the water fall over me. Perfect. I stood under the jet, hands against the wall, just taking it in, for a few minutes. I deserved it after a long show. I ran my hands through my hair, massaging the water through, washing through the tangles. I splashed my face and reached for the shower gel, squirting some into my hand and smoothing it all over me. Note to self. Do not let yourself be startled whilst showering. It could be dangerous. Fortunately for me, I have my trusty mat. -------------------------------------------------------- “James, I thought I told you not to follow me in here?” he felt his strong arms wind around his waist. “I didn’t. Needed a shower. Just like you did.” “There’re other showers in the building.” he dropped his head, James’ fingers stroking his belly. “But, this is our dressing room shower. We’re expected shower here.” He gave up. Kind of. “But, you saw me come in here.” “Yeah?” “I just wanted to shower alone.” “C’mon,” James purred, brushing his lips on his lover’s neck. “you know that I know what you want, Kirk.” James’ hands moved up Kirk’s forearms, the pressure from his lips intensifying. A tiny gasp escaped from Kirk’s protesting lips. “Please, James… not now. People mi-might see.” “They won’t,” he paused. “I locked the door.” He finished with a wicked grin, gently biting down on Kirk’s throbbing jugular. “Oh… okay, okay… can’t--” “Yes, you can… and you will.” He pressed his naked body straight up against Kirk’s back and traced his lips up to his ear lobe and a hand down his front. His fingers traced over his hip bone, across his belly and gently pinched at the skin that lay there. Kirk’s whimpers spurred him on. Both good and bad whimpers. He softly tilted his chin up with his free hand and nipped at his jawline, letting his other hand roam. Kirk’s once discouraged mind kicked into gear when James bit up near his chin. He started reaching behind him for his head of blond waves, weaving his hand into his hair. His other hand met James’ –at Kirk’s side- and lay over the top, gently gripping. James pecked Kirk’s chin lightly, eyes heavy lidded, he searched out Kirk’s red, wet lips. They met in the softest of caresses, gently opening their mouths to each other, keeping it sweet yet erotic. The hands that weren’t cradling each other’s heads drifted to the middle of Kirk’s chest, James gently leading his hand over his dark and lightly puckered nipple. He circled two fingers over and around it, smiling into their kiss as he felt Kirk moan gently in approval. James eagerly advanced on Kirk, slipping his tongue in between his lips, tasting him. The familiar taste of vodka, cigars and then something that was unmistakably Kirk-like tainted his warm, silken mouth. Kirk gently tussled back, groaning as James pinched his nipple. Kirk felt James hardening against him and turned towards his warm body, diving deeper into their passion filled embrace. It was his turn to work James up a little. Water trickled down James’ front like a waterfall and Kirk’s hand followed as it cut a track down his face and neck, over his chest and marveled at how it pooled in his belly button before running off down his smooth stomach and finally between his long, strong legs. He edged him against the wall and stood between James’ barely parted thighs. Their crotches lightly bumped against each other momentarily before Kirk pushed his hips right up to James’, the much bigger blond muttering an ‘oof’ under his breath, their lips gently breaking away. James let his hands lightly grope Kirk’s bubble ass as they indulged in a few naughty nibbles of lips and chaste kisses. “Do you want it now?” James pushed breathily through a grin between their contact. “Fuck yes.” Kirk replied in a low, hot, needy tone. “Yes…” James toyed with the cleft of Kirk’s ass cheeks, bringing a soft moan out of him, finding him a little desperate for his touch. “Wanna cut right to the chase?” “No,” he growled playfully. “I want you to tease me.” “Until you’re begging for it?” he tested him again, gently spreading his flesh. “Please…” he kissed. “Slowly.” |
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| Torrid | Feb 9 2011, 03:20 AM Post #2 |
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Hell is Here.
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Update anyone? ---------------------------------------- James couldn’t hide the smile on his face. They fell back into a slow, deep, searching kiss. Kirk cupped James’ head in his hands and reveled in the intensity that was the man before him. His tongue wrestling his, large hands firmly holding tight onto his ass, the way his chest rose and fell against his own. They’d barely touched each other but their flesh was responding, showing up their desire for the other. James groaned as the underside of his hard flesh rubbed against Kirk’s taut belly, the water slicking his skin. Kirk’s closed eyes fluttered open as he felt James begin to hump him, halting the kiss, letting his muted moans fill his greedy ears. He bit back a smile and took a step back, picking up James’ hard length and caressing its helmet with his thumb. James protested heartily when he backed off. “Something you want?” he gazed into James’ lust clouded eyes, giving him a full stroke up and down. “Kirk… please…” he gulped down a desperate groan. “I thought I was the one who was supposed to beg.” He teased, pulling him again. “Later…” he smiled. “right now, I need this.” Kirk opened his mouth to protest. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave you hanging.” “Promise?” “You have my word.” “Good.” Kirk kissed his cheek, albeit a little disappointed. He wanted to drive and be driven crazy. The only good thing that might come of this is that James might give him his full attention later, once he’s got one less hard cock to worry about. Kirk also knew that performing sexual acts –like he hoped James would perform on him- would have James ready for him again in no time at all. As Kirk made his way down James’ body, his lips never leaving his skin, he whispered. “James?” “Yeah?” he gasped in reply. “Do you trust me?” he looked up at him as he ghosted his soft lips over the head of his engorged member. James ran his hand through Kirk’s glossy, wet hair, petting him almost. “Do you trust me?” he mimicked. “Yes.” “Then, I trust you.” Kirk smiled, rearing up to place a gentle kiss on James’ belly before returning his attention to his purpling helmet. He licked the tip before taking it between his lips, inching his hot flesh into his mouth, sucking softly forward and backwards loving the way James was responding to his ministrations. His gasps and groans came exactly in time with his tiny, needy thrusts and light gripping of Kirk’s hair. He could make him come quickly if he wanted to. James’ pushiness that had gotten him into this ‘predicament’ deserved a quick and unsatisfying end. Just to wind him up but, why potentially jeopardize the teasing he wasn’t long from receiving? He traced circles over James’ left hip and lats, wrapping his hand around his back, resting at the base. He moved his mouth on him, with James’ ‘help’, keeping him well occupied. He parted James’ legs with his free hand, dribbling some saliva onto it out of James’ sight. He reached between his thighs and moved to rub his perineum. He heard James choke above him. “Oh… god.” He swallowed hard. Kirk popped off him and smiled, paying direct attention to the strip of spongey skin between his balls and asshole, rubbing and applying light pressure. “Can I?” he whispered. “Yeah.” “Mmmm… good man.” He took hold of his hardness again and fisted it firm and slow as he eased his finger over James’ entrance. James squirmed above him, holding the wall. He teased him with his fingertip, gently dipping in and out. It never took all that much to get Kirk to move faster and harder on James. A hair pull, a shift of his hips, a ‘harder!’ in that pure, patented, gravelly Hetfieldian growl that drove Kirk to sweet distraction. He pushed his finger in up to his second knuckle. The groan that James emitted brought Kirk up to full mast. His own cock stood up proud before him, begging to be touched. Hold it. he thought with a gulp. You’re no teenager. He crooked his finger inside of James and slid the rest of it in, licking the underside of his hardness with the flat of his tongue. He grinned triumphantly, watching James tremble above him. James bumped his balls against Kirk’s chin and smirked when Kirk gasped disdainfully. He twisted his fingers into his long curls. Smart ass. Kirk snarled and quickly shifted another finger in James. “What was that for?” “Oh… fuck… gonna come…” “No.” Kirk stopped. “You’re not.” “Kirk!” he cried out. “Mean son of a bitch…” “You don’t shove your balls in my face!” he growled with a sharp swat to James’ ass. “I’m not your bitch.” The pout he sported was cute but, was supposed to convey some level of mild anger. “Apologise.” “I take it back.” James shifted on the fingers inside of him. “Please… keep that up like you were doing?” “You’re bad. You know that?” James nodded as Kirk slowly stroked his weeping length. “My mom warned me about guys like you.” He took one of his balls into his mouth and toyed with it a little. He gently started moving his fingers inside again, bringing moans out of James that he’d not heard in a long time. His name and little murmurs when he struck a good spot. Kirk let go and licked the pre-come away from James’ tip. “But, somehow, I just can’t seem to resist them…” |
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| AlroightDen | Feb 9 2011, 10:05 AM Post #3 |
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~SomeKindOfNinja~
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Jesus fucking christ.... UGH. Moar?
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