Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall, Part 18: Bringing it home
Title: Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall (18/?)
Chapter List
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Pairing/characters: Charlie Eppes/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Charlie has very particular needs - and unexpectedly finds someone who meets them. He has no idea that the other man has dark motives of his own.
[ Direct sequel to Holes]
Part 18: Bringing it home
José takes his last opportunity for pleasure.
Word Count: 642
Notes/Warnings: Anonymous sex, rough sex, BDSM
Beta: Yes, thanks.
Part 18: Bringing it home -
José drove his cock into Eppes' mouth. The sounds - sucks, gags, grunts - echoed in the small room. He wondered vaguely if they could be heard elsewhere. Not that he could stop even if he knew someone else could hear. Over the last four months, the memory of this act had faded, had seemed like it couldn't possibly be as good as it had felt like at the time. Now he knew that it was even better than he had remembered and he would give anything to delay the orgasm he felt coming.
Eppes shifted and José looked down to see that Eppes was stroking his own cock. He watched that idly for a moment, since there had always been a wall in the way when they had done this before. Eppes obviously was enjoying this almost as much as José was.
Eppes leaned sideways, reaching out to the side, pulling away from José.
Frowning, José moved back and let go of Eppes' hair. "What are you doing?"
Eppes stammered, "I just…" On his knees, he shuffled over to the table and grabbed his briefcase. After a little bit of digging around, he pulled out a condom.
He wouldn't dare… José glared at him. If he couldn't come down Eppes' throat, he would… He would… His hands clenched at his sides.
"It's for me!" Eppes said quickly. He fumbled the condom down over his own cock, then knee-walked back to the wall. He leaned back against the wall and opened his mouth again.
José stared at him, breathing heavily. If Eppes had demanded that José wear a condom, José didn't know what he would have done. He had the terrible feeling that it involved forcing Eppes' mouth open and coming down his throat anyway. But Eppes had never told him 'no' or 'stop' or anything but 'harder' and every time José took another step down this dark path, Eppes was right there, silently begging for more.
God, what Eppes did to him…
Eppes opened his mouth wider, his big eyes pleading. José drank in the mute appeal, as heady as the anticipation of returning to that mouth. He waited a moment longer, allowing his body to pull back from the brink. He wanted to freeze this moment, have Eppes forever in that pose, waiting for his hard cock, never have to move past this aching desire that burned away all thought.
He growled with need… and Eppes whimpered.
José almost came right then from that sound, a primal whimper of desperation that matched his own.
When he finally had himself under control, José straddled Eppes again and grabbed hold of his head with both hands. He thrust his cock into Eppes' waiting mouth, pulled out and thrust again. He drove in hard and deep, while Eppes held on to his thighs. He drank in the noises Eppes made, the harsh breathing, the small grunts and gags, and the addition today of the soft bangs of Eppes' head against the wall.
He didn't want it ever to end, but too soon his orgasm was rising and he jammed in harder and wilder. He exploded down Eppes' throat and Eppes was gagging and swallowing and choking and swallowing some more.
Eppes reached down and stroked his own cock and José felt Eppes shake. Eppes moaned and whimpered around José's cock as he came. José drove his cock into Eppes' mouth as long as he could, and they shook together. Eppes sucked on José for a long moment, until his cock finally slid out of Eppes' gasping lips.
José stared down at Eppes, at that red mouth, at that sweaty face, at those wide, dilated eyes…
…then remembered where he was, what he had just done, and where this was all heading.
"Fuck," he said.
And wished he had time for just one more round.