The Life on Mars Anonymous Pornfest
Please Note: I've declared the Pornfest over (as I can't be bothered to keep the prompt list up-to-date!) So any new prompts posted will be deleted. However, I do encourage you to post any anon fic in response to the existing prompts and comment on the lovely responses that we've already got
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Annie was the first to find Gene, An anonymous phone call had sent them to the warehouse. He’d been missing for three days.
Sam, Ray and Chris came hurtling through the door after Annie, to see Gene tied to an old bedframe.
“Annie you untie the Guv. Ray and Chris you’re with me. Split up and check the place out. Whoever took the Guv may still be here.”
Gene was ferociously shaking his head at Annie, but she couldn’t figure out why. Obviously being tied up had disorientated him. He tried to pull back from her as she started working on untying the knots holding him down.
“S’OK Guv, I’ll have you out of these ropes in a jiffy.”
As the last knot came loose Annie was startled to be dragged down on top of the Guv and to feel his tongue invade her mouth. She tried to push off against him but his grip was too tight.
“No sign of anyon - Oh sorry Guv, I’ll just -“
“Don’t go!” Gene was pushing back from Annie. “Get her off of me Chris!”
Chris pulled Annie to her feet, surprised to have to peel Gene’s hands off of her after what he’d just said.
“What the hell are you playing at Guv?” Annie straightened her skirt.
“Sorry. Annie. Get. Sam, Now,” Gene gritted out from between his teeth.
As Annie ran out of the door, Christ moved forward to check on the Guv.
“You alright Guv? Is there anything I can do for you?”
Chris was startled at how fast Gene came up off the bed. Gene had him backed up against the wall, one leg shoved tightly between Chris’ legs and both hands on the boy’s arse in no time flat.
“Gene you utter bastard, Annie told me what you - Christ Chris! Get off him Guv!” Sam dragged Gene back from Chris trapping Gene’s arms behind his back. “Get out now, Chris. Tell the others to wait outside.”
Chris watched the two of them for a moment as Sam struggled to hold Gene.
“I said now, Chris.”
As Gene struggled further, Sam pushed him forward into the wall, trying to use all of his bodyweight against the bigger man.
“Sorry. Sam. ‘Bout Annie. They. Injected me. With. Something. Said. I’d fuck… the first person. I saw. Almost did. Sorry for. This. Sam.”
“Nothing to be sorry for Guv. We’ll get you to the hospital and - “
Whatever Sam was going to say was cut off by Gene pushing off hard against the wall and backing Sam into the facing wall. Gene was turned around, leaning into Sam with his full weight, one hand firmly over Sam’s mouth, before Sam was quite sure what had happened.
Sam could see it in Gene’s eyes even before his right hand moved to squeeze Sam’s cock Gene leaned in further, panting against Sam’s chest, rubbing his rock hard erection against Sam’s thigh. He stopped squeezing Sam, instead reaching for his zipper and releasing Sam’s cock. Sam had barely a moment to think before he was his cock was engulfed by Gene’s hot hand squeezing and pulling Sam to instant hardness. Gene’s left hand worked at pulling Sam’s trousers and underpants down around his knees.
Sam bit at Gene’s fingers, causing him to loosen his grip for a moment.
“Gene you can’t do this.”
“I’m. Trying. Not - “
Gene covered Sam’s mouth with his forearm. Sam couldn’t bite through camel hair. Gene’s hand increased its speed on Sam’s cock , and the dry humping of Sam’s thigh increased to the point where Sam thought his leg might break. Sam tried to think of the scores for the last two seasons for Manchester United, tried to think of anything to stop it from happening but it didn’t take long for him to come all over Gene’s hand. Gene leaned even harder into Sam, arching in against him, grunting as he came in his trousers.
Gene backed off, losing his footing and ending up sitting on his arse staring up at Sam. Sam pulled up his underwear and trousers, trying hard not to think too much about the mess as he tucked himself away.
“What the fuck were you thinking Gene?” Sam tried not to look at the wet spot on Gene’s crotch.
“I was thinking Tyler, that one of us at least was going to lose our trousers and if it were me, you were going to end up with my cock up your arse. No choice. And when that does ‘appen it will be a choice.”
Gene slowly and deliberately licked his hand clean.
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Writer disease -- I now find myself wanting to write the next bit. *g*
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*g*
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lololol
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Love Gene's final words and actions. *goes a bit moist*
And the unintentional Jesus cameo too! Bless you, my child, for you have sinned and it were absolutely bloody gorgeous.
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