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Re: Sam/Gabriel, dirty talk, kind of dub-con 2/2 tiptoe39 September 3 2010, 02:03:26 UTC
He was halfway up before he realized what he was doing. He grabbed the phone, determined to shout at Gabriel, to tell him he had no right to screw with his head this way. But he couldn't. He wanted this too badly to deny it. Fuck, he was really going to let Gabriel do this to him. Let? Never mind let. He was dying for it.

Naked except for his boxers, Sam slid back onto the bed and was gratified to hear a set of rasping breaths echoing his own. "Gabriel," he said, and the word felt soft and sweet in his mouth. "What are you doing?"

A catch in breath. "That's my question for you." But Sam was sure Gabriel was in something of a state of undress himself. "What am I doing now, Sam?"

And something dangerous flew through Sam's mind. He leaned into the phone, let his breathing rasp harsh and loud into the line.

"You're teasing me," Sam said, urgent and guttural. "You're sitting there and teasing me, so I'm grabbing your hair and I'm pushing you down until that mouth of yours is on my cock instead of talking all the damn time." He grabbed himself with his free hand, stroking thorough and harsh all the way from root to tip, feeling the pressure like it was a mouth -- Gabriel's impertinent mouth -- closing down on him.

The gasp on the other end of the line was a reward. Then Gabriel gave a growl. "I'm sucking you off, then," he murmured. "My tongue licking all over you, trying to swallow you down like I'm a two-dollar whore. Fuck, Sam, you are so big in my mouth, so fucking hard. I'm jerking myself off while I'm sucking you, because you turn me on so much I can't help myself."

"Agh!" Sam's cry pierced through the flood of dirty talk, as pleasure spiked in his body. The cry roused him, and he realized he'd been jerking his cock so brutally he was on the verge of hurting himself. He slowed down, panting hard, his hair falling into his face in damp, sweaty strands.

"You like that, huh?" Gabriel laughed at him on the line, and Sam growled, but now he was too gone to care. "That's right, Sam, I can just see you now. Naked on that ratty bed, stroking yourself, imagining my mouth around your cock. I'll bet you're imagining how I'll moan, too. You love my voice so much, you'll love hearing the noises I make as I get us both off. You want to hear some?"

"Do it." Sweat was stinging Sam's eyes. His palm was grinding hard into his shaft, sending columns of heat exploding through his body. "Let me hear you moan for me."

And Gabriel let out a quavering, high, intense cry, muffled, as though his mouth were full. Full of Sam's cock. The image was right there, and Sam moaned at the mental sight of it. Gabriel answered Sam's moan with another of his own, and soon they were both moaning, in harmony, little "fuck"s and "God"s making their way out along with the incoherent noises.

When Gabriel's moans died out, he let a wicked little laugh filter through the phone line. "You're going to come in my mouth now, Sam. You can feel it building. From deep in your balls, up through your stomach, until you can't stand it anymore--"

Sam drowned out the rest with a shout as he came.

Shaking, hand covered in white stripes, he groaned loudly enough that even the phone, which had fallen to the bed beside him, could pick up every noise. He was still trembling, feeling weak and woozy, when he got hold of it again.

"Don't tell-- anyone-- about this," he warned.

"Sam. Who would I tell? I'd only embarrass myself, too." And then quickly, almost tentatively: "Besides, I wouldn't want to screw over my chances for a next time."

Sam blinked. "Next time? Gabriel, you--"

But Gabriel had bounced back to his old perky self. "Well, mission accomplished, gotta go, sport. I'll see you on the flip side." Sam started to protest, but after a few other chipper phrases Gabriel was gone and the line went dead. And Sam was left, thoroughly debauched and mostly naked, with a mess to clean up -- and, judging from the light flooding the room, a brother on his way back to discover it. Just the sort of trap Sam should have been expecting from the start.

He still couldn't wait for next time.

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Re: Sam/Gabriel, dirty talk, kind of dub-con 2/2 miya_morana September 3 2010, 07:21:55 UTC
Guh!

This is absolutely delicious. The perfect thing to wake up to I believe. Thank you so very much for it! :D

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Re: Sam/Gabriel, dirty talk, kind of dub-con 2/2 tiptoe39 September 3 2010, 10:13:21 UTC
Thanks babe! I am glad you liked it <3 <3

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