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TITLE: Always Look Twice
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Don’t own, don’t know, and never happened.
Bam was bored. They’d been at this bar for the past 2 hours and the others all had dates except for him, even Novak which was odd in itself.
He’d broken up with Missy a week ago, scratch that, she’d dumped him, though for why he wasn’t sure. She’d just said that he didn’t really love her and was leaving, or at least that’s what the note said; it had been lying in the place where missy’s makeup had always been. In true Bam fashion he’d gone crazy and ripped the house apart, at the time to him it was unthinkable, he was marrying her for Christ’s sake how could he not love her?
He’d finally been dragged out the house after ‘moping around’ as Dunn put it, maybe he was right though; it had only been and he was mostly over her, I mean how in love was he if it didn’t hurt anymore, so soon afterwards?
At this point Bam’s thoughts were interrupted as a group of guys came through the door, a woman with them. Ignoring the talk of his friends Bam was to staring at the group, particularly the woman with pale cream coloured skin and wavy dark brown hair, she was wearing a tight black mini skirt, high heels and black see through lacy top, showing a tattoo of black eyes on their back.
Bam had yet to see their face but was distracted by Novak’s ‘girlfriend’ slapping him before storming out the room. Though it was no real surprise it had made quite a racket and he turned back towards the woman and was met with a dazzling pair of emerald eyes lined in black but the only thoughts currently running through his head were,
‘Holy shit! He's is a guy! I mean… I know I’m bi but you have got to joking. Still… he is pretty hot.’
At this point ‘green eyes’ left the group he was in and, smirking, made his way over to Bam who was standing alone at the bar nursing an empty bottle, and in a surprisingly deep voice introduced himself,
“Hi I’m Ville, and you would be…?” Bam had noticed Ville looking him up and down, blushed but managed to shakily reply,
“Brandon, uh I mean Bam.” Blush now a deeper shade of red. Observing this Ville grinned foxily.
“Well Bam, would you care to join me for a drink?”
A good three hours and plenty of alcohol later left Bam and Ville as the last two in the bar, both Bam and Ville’s friends having ditched them to go and do ‘something’ an hour ago. In those three hours both Bam and Ville had gotten to know each other, discovering they had similar tastes in many things and finding themselves getting closer and closer as the night wore on.
“Bammie, can ask you something? Why didn’t you tell me to fuck off earlier; I mean here I am, a freak in chicks clothes?” Bam was left silent for a few moments, staring at Ville’s downcast face, before his mouth started working,
“You’re joking right? You’re hot, definitely not just a freak.” Bam froze, the words he’d said just processing through his head causing him to blush for a second time.
Ville looked up, surprise evident on his features along with a flicker of hope which was missed by Bam. “You think I’m hot? As in…?”
Bam’s blush intensified but he quickly looked at Ville, replying in a quiet voice “Yeah and I’m sorry but I do like you like that,” Bam looked down before continuing, “If you want to hit me just get it over with and I’ll go…” He trailed off feeling Ville shifting beside him and stiffened, preparing for the expected punch; but was shocked when he felt a hand come to rest on the side of his face, tilting his head backwards catching a glimpse of bright green eyes before the feel of soft full lips on his own caused him to relax into the touch and the kiss, Ville’s tongue entering his mouth when he moaned. Ville eventually pulled away, a smile on his face.
“Don’t be sorry Sweetheart.”
Just as Ville was about to capture Bam’s mouth again, someone nervously cleared their throat behind them informing them that “The bar’s about to shut.” Before hurriedly leaving the two.
Bam’s face looked scared, causing Ville to think he’d done something wrong and that Bam was about to bolt. “Bam, what’s wrong?” Bam just looked up at him with a slightly sheepish grin on his face, “Could I maybe stay with you? I don’t remember the way back.” While this was true as Bam really didn’t have a clue how to get back, he also wanted to spend more time with Ville; he really did look hot in those clothes but thought he’d look even better fully or partially without them. That combined with the lustful look the fin was giving him was more than enough to make his pants begin to feel a lot tighter.
“Sure Bammie, my apartment’s just round the corner.” For a moment there Ville’d been afraid of scaring Bam off; but the thought of having the beautiful skater at his apartment, under his mercy and hopefully under him was wonderful incentive to get back to his place as fast as possible. Disregarding the fact he was wearing heels quickly grabbed Bam’s hand and pulled him towards the exit and down the road to Ville’s apartment in record time. Getting to the front door they were quickly through and Bam was pinned to the other side, tongue battling for space in the Fin’s mouth, his hands resting on Ville’s firm leather clad ass, rocking their hips together and groaned as Ville’s hands slid under his shirt caressing the skin before ripping the fabric from Bam’s body and throwing it across the room.
As funny as it was to see a bulge in the front of a skirt it also happened to be very uncomfortable so, kicking off his heels, Ville steered Bam to the bed in the next room and pushed him down before straddling his waist, gasping as he felt Bam’s still clothed erection against his ass. Starting at Bam’s jaw he let his tongue trace a path down Bam’s chest, stopping to take one of Bam’s nipples into his mouth and biting down, rewarded with Bam moaning his name and arching into the contact.
Wanting more, Bam worked on removing the remainder of Ville’s clothes, mouth watering at the sight of creamy skin painted with intricate patterns before successfully ridding Ville of his skirt, greeted with a rather impressive erection. Wasting no time Bam ran his tongue up the underside, collecting the dribble of precum at the end before wrapping his lips around the head and sinking down as far as possible while Ville threaded his hands into Bam’s hair. With remarkable self control Ville pulled Bam away and, locking his gaze with a pair of crystalline blue eyes, let his hands fall to the buckle on Bam’s trousers and fumbling with it for a second managed to get it undone and pulled Bam’s trousers and boxers down strong legs to throw them across the room and raked his eyes up Bam’s naked body, liking what he saw.
“Bam, Fuck me.” He all but ordered, grabbing lube and a condom from the cabinet beside the bed and rolled them over so Bam was now on top. Ville sucked on Bam’s neck as a lubed finger made it’s way to his opening, legs falling apart wider as the finger was pushed further in, quickly followed by a second. Ville bit down as Bam scissored his fingers inside him before crooking a finger to have Ville releasing his neck to practically scream “Bam! Want you… in me… now.” The last part coming out in a growl when Bam removed his fingers, quickly replacing them with a slick latex covered cock, Ville gasping at the feel of something much larger than fingers brushing against his opening. Bam grasped Ville’s cock with one hand and captured his lips before slowly pushing all the way, in an attempt to distract Ville from the pain that he knew was there due to the gasp that was swallowed down his throat and the feel of wetness on his cheeks. Pulling back from the kiss he locked eyes with Ville before lightly licking away his tears, content with remaining still until Ville was ready.
After about a minute Ville experimentally rolled his hips in a downwards motion signalling for Bam to start moving. He gently pulled out halfway before slowly thrusting back in, revelling in the vice-like grip Ville had on his cock and the expression of pleasure on Ville’s face. Speeding up his thrusts Bam relinquished his self control when Ville screamed “Oh God Bam! Harder!” wrapping his legs round Bam’s waist and began arching his hips into Bam’s thrusts as they continually hit his prostate dead-on. Bam started muttering expletives into Ville’s ear as he felt a tightening in his groin and became determined to get Ville to come with him by jerking him off at the same pace. Soon Ville’s muscles clenched down around Bam as Ville’s cum hit his chest, teeth digging into his neck and breaking the skin. One more thrust into the convulsing heat and Bam come undone screaming Ville’s name and riding out their orgasm before collapsing to his side and kissing Ville’s crimson blood covered lips and drifting to sleep with the effeminate man cradled to his chest.
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TITLE: Always Look Twice
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Don’t own, don’t know, and never happened.
Bam was bored. They’d been at this bar for the past 2 hours and the others all had dates except for him, even Novak which was odd in itself.
He’d broken up with Missy a week ago, scratch that, she’d dumped him, though for why he wasn’t sure. She’d just said that he didn’t really love her and was leaving, or at least that’s what the note said; it had been lying in the place where missy’s makeup had always been. In true Bam fashion he’d gone crazy and ripped the house apart, at the time to him it was unthinkable, he was marrying her for Christ’s sake how could he not love her?
He’d finally been dragged out the house after ‘moping around’ as Dunn put it, maybe he was right though; it had only been and he was mostly over her, I mean how in love was he if it didn’t hurt anymore, so soon afterwards?
At this point Bam’s thoughts were interrupted as a group of guys came through the door, a woman with them. Ignoring the talk of his friends Bam was to staring at the group, particularly the woman with pale cream coloured skin and wavy dark brown hair, she was wearing a tight black mini skirt, high heels and black see through lacy top, showing a tattoo of black eyes on their back.
Bam had yet to see their face but was distracted by Novak’s ‘girlfriend’ slapping him before storming out the room. Though it was no real surprise it had made quite a racket and he turned back towards the woman and was met with a dazzling pair of emerald eyes lined in black but the only thoughts currently running through his head were,
‘Holy shit! He's is a guy! I mean… I know I’m bi but you have got to joking. Still… he is pretty hot.’
At this point ‘green eyes’ left the group he was in and, smirking, made his way over to Bam who was standing alone at the bar nursing an empty bottle, and in a surprisingly deep voice introduced himself,
“Hi I’m Ville, and you would be…?” Bam had noticed Ville looking him up and down, blushed but managed to shakily reply,
“Brandon, uh I mean Bam.” Blush now a deeper shade of red. Observing this Ville grinned foxily.
“Well Bam, would you care to join me for a drink?”
A good three hours and plenty of alcohol later left Bam and Ville as the last two in the bar, both Bam and Ville’s friends having ditched them to go and do ‘something’ an hour ago. In those three hours both Bam and Ville had gotten to know each other, discovering they had similar tastes in many things and finding themselves getting closer and closer as the night wore on.
“Bammie, can ask you something? Why didn’t you tell me to fuck off earlier; I mean here I am, a freak in chicks clothes?” Bam was left silent for a few moments, staring at Ville’s downcast face, before his mouth started working,
“You’re joking right? You’re hot, definitely not just a freak.” Bam froze, the words he’d said just processing through his head causing him to blush for a second time.
Ville looked up, surprise evident on his features along with a flicker of hope which was missed by Bam. “You think I’m hot? As in…?”
Bam’s blush intensified but he quickly looked at Ville, replying in a quiet voice “Yeah and I’m sorry but I do like you like that,” Bam looked down before continuing, “If you want to hit me just get it over with and I’ll go…” He trailed off feeling Ville shifting beside him and stiffened, preparing for the expected punch; but was shocked when he felt a hand come to rest on the side of his face, tilting his head backwards catching a glimpse of bright green eyes before the feel of soft full lips on his own caused him to relax into the touch and the kiss, Ville’s tongue entering his mouth when he moaned. Ville eventually pulled away, a smile on his face.
“Don’t be sorry Sweetheart.”
Just as Ville was about to capture Bam’s mouth again, someone nervously cleared their throat behind them informing them that “The bar’s about to shut.” Before hurriedly leaving the two.
Bam’s face looked scared, causing Ville to think he’d done something wrong and that Bam was about to bolt. “Bam, what’s wrong?” Bam just looked up at him with a slightly sheepish grin on his face, “Could I maybe stay with you? I don’t remember the way back.” While this was true as Bam really didn’t have a clue how to get back, he also wanted to spend more time with Ville; he really did look hot in those clothes but thought he’d look even better fully or partially without them. That combined with the lustful look the fin was giving him was more than enough to make his pants begin to feel a lot tighter.
“Sure Bammie, my apartment’s just round the corner.” For a moment there Ville’d been afraid of scaring Bam off; but the thought of having the beautiful skater at his apartment, under his mercy and hopefully under him was wonderful incentive to get back to his place as fast as possible. Disregarding the fact he was wearing heels quickly grabbed Bam’s hand and pulled him towards the exit and down the road to Ville’s apartment in record time. Getting to the front door they were quickly through and Bam was pinned to the other side, tongue battling for space in the Fin’s mouth, his hands resting on Ville’s firm leather clad ass, rocking their hips together and groaned as Ville’s hands slid under his shirt caressing the skin before ripping the fabric from Bam’s body and throwing it across the room.
As funny as it was to see a bulge in the front of a skirt it also happened to be very uncomfortable so, kicking off his heels, Ville steered Bam to the bed in the next room and pushed him down before straddling his waist, gasping as he felt Bam’s still clothed erection against his ass. Starting at Bam’s jaw he let his tongue trace a path down Bam’s chest, stopping to take one of Bam’s nipples into his mouth and biting down, rewarded with Bam moaning his name and arching into the contact.
Wanting more, Bam worked on removing the remainder of Ville’s clothes, mouth watering at the sight of creamy skin painted with intricate patterns before successfully ridding Ville of his skirt, greeted with a rather impressive erection. Wasting no time Bam ran his tongue up the underside, collecting the dribble of precum at the end before wrapping his lips around the head and sinking down as far as possible while Ville threaded his hands into Bam’s hair. With remarkable self control Ville pulled Bam away and, locking his gaze with a pair of crystalline blue eyes, let his hands fall to the buckle on Bam’s trousers and fumbling with it for a second managed to get it undone and pulled Bam’s trousers and boxers down strong legs to throw them across the room and raked his eyes up Bam’s naked body, liking what he saw.
“Bam, Fuck me.” He all but ordered, grabbing lube and a condom from the cabinet beside the bed and rolled them over so Bam was now on top. Ville sucked on Bam’s neck as a lubed finger made it’s way to his opening, legs falling apart wider as the finger was pushed further in, quickly followed by a second. Ville bit down as Bam scissored his fingers inside him before crooking a finger to have Ville releasing his neck to practically scream “Bam! Want you… in me… now.” The last part coming out in a growl when Bam removed his fingers, quickly replacing them with a slick latex covered cock, Ville gasping at the feel of something much larger than fingers brushing against his opening. Bam grasped Ville’s cock with one hand and captured his lips before slowly pushing all the way, in an attempt to distract Ville from the pain that he knew was there due to the gasp that was swallowed down his throat and the feel of wetness on his cheeks. Pulling back from the kiss he locked eyes with Ville before lightly licking away his tears, content with remaining still until Ville was ready.
After about a minute Ville experimentally rolled his hips in a downwards motion signalling for Bam to start moving. He gently pulled out halfway before slowly thrusting back in, revelling in the vice-like grip Ville had on his cock and the expression of pleasure on Ville’s face. Speeding up his thrusts Bam relinquished his self control when Ville screamed “Oh God Bam! Harder!” wrapping his legs round Bam’s waist and began arching his hips into Bam’s thrusts as they continually hit his prostate dead-on. Bam started muttering expletives into Ville’s ear as he felt a tightening in his groin and became determined to get Ville to come with him by jerking him off at the same pace. Soon Ville’s muscles clenched down around Bam as Ville’s cum hit his chest, teeth digging into his neck and breaking the skin. One more thrust into the convulsing heat and Bam come undone screaming Ville’s name and riding out their orgasm before collapsing to his side and kissing Ville’s crimson blood covered lips and drifting to sleep with the effeminate man cradled to his chest.
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