TITLE: "FUCKING NIPPLE RING"
AUTHOR:
doppelgangerqafBETAED BY:
starlightbjTIMELINE: Episode 107 Gap-filler.
WORD COUNT: 950 words.
WARNING: R for strong sexual content.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
SYNOPSIS: Brian's real thoughts about Justin's nipple ring...
A/N: Prompt under the cut. Also written for October Prompt: Never Underestimate The Power of Denial in
muse_talking. Also written for my table in
fanfic100 for Prompt #98: Writer's Choice (Pain).
Please enjoy and love is always appreciated.
Cap by the awesome
callie89.
**********
"FUCKING NIPPLE RING"
By Doppelganger
He licked his lips as he showed me his new nipple ring; his slightly parted mouth and warm breath just added to the heat that built up in my groin.
I nonchalantly looked at his nipple-- red and sore-- but imagined myself licking it while he moaned.
I wanted to tell him, "Let's go home."
Instead I said, "Every piece of trash has something stuck through their ear, and their nose, or their belly button…their cock. What makes you think I'm even remotely interested that you have a ring through your tit?"
I think I deserved an Oscar for a job well done controlling myself.
In the very back of my head, a little voice screamed to never underestimate the power of denial.
I can do this… I told myself, trying to ignore him.
But it wasn't simple and easy to not just grab him and fuck him right there and then on top of the pool table when he smelled and looked so fucking good.
And the fucking nipple ring.
The nipple ring…
He had to get a fucking nipple ring.
I continued playing pool though Michael, Emmett and Ted already left (they had to get beauty rest for work tomorrow morning). I tried not to look at him but he came up to me again and whispered something in my ear that made my already hard cock even harder.
Twat.
Evil, evil, twat.
"Yeah?" I clicked my tongue in my mouth.
"Yeah," he grinned widely, an air of laugh escaped his mouth.
I grabbed him by his sweater and right by his mouth I said, "Don't tempt me or you really won't be able to walk for a week."
He grinned even wider, body pressing harder on mine.
Fucking twat.
I threw my cue on the table, my hand never letting go of his sweater.
He looked at me with questioning but lustful eyes.
"You asked for it," I told him as I led the way out of Woody's, "Now get your ass in the Jeep."
He started to climb in the passenger seat; I stopped him and shook my head.
"No," I told him, "The backseat."
He crawled to the backseat, I followed him.
As soon as I had him trapped and pinned down on the hard seat of the Jeep, I lifted his shirt up.
I flicked my tongue on his sore nipple.
He whimpered.
"That hurt?"
"A little bit," he smiled then licked his lips. He looked so hot.
"What did you tell me inside?" I asked him while I licked his nipple, putting the tip of my tongue through the hoop of his ring.
He gasped before answering, "I-"
"W-hat?" I lightly tugged on his nipple ring with my teeth.
I wanted to hear it again as I tortured his body.
"I-- I said I want to ride your cock until I can't walk anymore."
I pinched his left nipple with my thumb and forefinger. He moaned out loud.
"That can easily be arranged," I said to him before biting his lower lip.
I pulled his pants down as he took his shirt off.
"We'll start here, in the car." I started to unbutton my jeans then I settled on the seat, my stiff dick sticking up. I grabbed him by the waist, his slim and naked body sat on my lap; our dicks touching.
"Someone might see us," he told me, hands on my shoulders while he looked outside the car for a potential voyeur.
"Well, you should've thought of that before offering your ass, shouldn't you?"
From my jean pocket I took a condom and a packet of lube out. I slipped the rubber on and spread lube on his hole.
There wasn't much time for foreplay…
Later, when I take him home-- fuck, yeah when I take him home, it'll be slower. I'll take my time and make him quiver. Right now…
Right now I just wanted to be inside him.
I raised his hips up, he held my cock then he positioned himself on top of it.
"Ahhhh," my head tilted back as I entered his tight ass.
"Hmmmp," I saw him wince.
"Hurts?" I placed my hands around his neck then pulled him closer.
"Just a bit, but--," he stopped, his mouth open, "Right there, it feels good."
I didn't say a word and kissed him on the mouth instead. He gently bounced on top of me.
Then I moved my mouth to his chest; flicking my tongue once again on his pierced nipple. I tugged the nipple ring with my teeth; tongue in and out of its hoop.
Our eyes locked.
He watched as I licked his nipple; then it happened.
Suddenly, there was no more pain on his face.
He bounced on my cock, up and down.
I bit his nipple.
"Yes, bite it," he told me.
I lightly bit it again.
Then he was coming.
He slammed his body on my cock, hands firmly held on to my shoulders for support.
I liked the look on his distorted but beautiful face. No, I'm wrong, the pain was still there but he loved it.
He loved every second of this.
Then I started coming.
I pulled him closer as I pumped inside him upward; my teeth sank into the flesh between his neck and shoulder.
Soft, milky-white flesh.
One last thrust as I gave him the last drop of me, and then I moved my mouth to his sore nipple, kissing it. Tenderly this time.
"Wow, that was hot," he moaned as he collapsed on top of me. "I should get pierced more often."
"Fucking nipple ring," I mumbled then nuzzled his neck.
I might be late for work tomorrow morning.
-FIN-