Fic: MMOM
MMOM by Mewwy
Warnings: MMOM
Pairings: Steve and Danny
Plot: PWP
Beta'd: Not yet but it will be
Word Count: 739
Disclaimer: I don't own them wish that I could. If I could there would be more nekkid and feelings and well explosions!
Notes:
Steve-
His hand ghosted over his cargoes. Steve heard Kono and Chin discussing Danny's surf lesson. Cutoff jeans, no shirt, chest hair. Adjusting in his seat Steve imaging Danny dressed in cutoffs. The image was hot. Making an excuse he heads to the locker room, not that he needed an excuse to go shower, but it would help him.
Naked and wet Steve touched himself. Closing his eyes and leaning back he saw his hands guiding Danny gently through the moves for surfing. His hands on Danny's waist adjust him just right. Blonde hair shining in the sun. Tugging at his balls he let the fantasy continue. Danny's chest hair is soft, Steve touched his chest. Leaning his head down sucking on one nipple while tugging the other one. Steve tugged and twisted his own nipples.
Hand back on his cock he stroked hard. Thoughts of taking Danny right on his board. Muscular shoulders and arms braced as Steve prepared him. Twist, tug, grip tighter. Sounds from Danny as Steve slipped a finger in. Moving gently in and out until ready for the second finger. Danny making beginning sounds as Steve finger fucked his prostate. When he tugged his own nipple Steve felt the beginning of the rush to his own orgasm. Slipping the third finger into Danny making sure to hit his prostate. Danny pushed himself back onto Steve's fingers.
Twist, pull, tug on his balls. Danny is begging Steve to fuck him. With a gentle but firm push Steve imaged the tightness of Danny's ass as he buried himself deep. Pushing slowly at first. Then harder. Then faster as Danny matched his speed. Steve's fist matched his daydream. Gripping tighter and fisting Steve came without a sound, but with a single word on his lips.
Quickly showering to clean himself, he used the time to get his breathing under control. It wasn't the first time Danny starred in his fantasies. Won't be the last time either.
Danny-
Danny had pushed into the locker room as Steve turned on the water. Before he could even undress he heard the moan from the shower. Sure he was accidently standing next to the stall Steve was in, but who could blame him the man was hawt! Listening to Steve Danny was instantly hard. The man had a mouth for fucking.
Quickly striping and moving a couple of stalls away Danny imaged Steve touching himself. Moaning as hands twisted nipples. Water on, Danny let his vision of Steve take over. Steve wet and hard ready for Danny, but Danny wanted more. He wanted to lick and bite that wet naked chest; to tongue those tattoos Steve was so fond of flashing when shirtless. Hand gripping his dick he pulled. Suck that beautiful bottom lip into his mouth. Bite it and pull at it. Pulling just enough to teach himself. Kissing the wet mouth, tongues clashing. "I want your mouth," Danny thought. His fantasy Steve responded by sucking down his neck, nipping at his collarbone, biting his nipples.
Dick twitching Danny reached and pulled on his balls as he imaged Steve's mouth doing the same. Rolling them in his mouth and sucking them. Then the popping sound as Steve tugged gently and let his balls go. Subtle kisses on his thighs before Steve's talented mouth sucked his dick into that luscious mouth.
A moan escapes before he can stop it. Steve's got an amazing tongue, like that mouth was made for sucking. Danny's hand tugged and twisted and pumped firmer. Tugging and pulling in time with dream Steve's sucking. Hands running over the head of his dick Danny imagined Steve's tongue circling it and running along the vein there. Then swallowing him whole, that had Danny bucking into that mouth.
Hands on Steve's head as Steve let Danny control the rhythm. His Steve hollowed his checked and relaxed his tongue. Danny pushed in and out, his hands stroking faster as his orgasm approached. The final thought as he came was that Steve would swallow.
Leaning against the wall panting Danny let the water wash away the evidence. One day he hoped it wouldn't just be a fantasy.
FINIS
Comments most welcome.
Thank you.
Warnings: MMOM
Pairings: Steve and Danny
Plot: PWP
Beta'd: Not yet but it will be
Word Count: 739
Disclaimer: I don't own them wish that I could. If I could there would be more nekkid and feelings and well explosions!
Notes:
Steve-
His hand ghosted over his cargoes. Steve heard Kono and Chin discussing Danny's surf lesson. Cutoff jeans, no shirt, chest hair. Adjusting in his seat Steve imaging Danny dressed in cutoffs. The image was hot. Making an excuse he heads to the locker room, not that he needed an excuse to go shower, but it would help him.
Naked and wet Steve touched himself. Closing his eyes and leaning back he saw his hands guiding Danny gently through the moves for surfing. His hands on Danny's waist adjust him just right. Blonde hair shining in the sun. Tugging at his balls he let the fantasy continue. Danny's chest hair is soft, Steve touched his chest. Leaning his head down sucking on one nipple while tugging the other one. Steve tugged and twisted his own nipples.
Hand back on his cock he stroked hard. Thoughts of taking Danny right on his board. Muscular shoulders and arms braced as Steve prepared him. Twist, tug, grip tighter. Sounds from Danny as Steve slipped a finger in. Moving gently in and out until ready for the second finger. Danny making beginning sounds as Steve finger fucked his prostate. When he tugged his own nipple Steve felt the beginning of the rush to his own orgasm. Slipping the third finger into Danny making sure to hit his prostate. Danny pushed himself back onto Steve's fingers.
Twist, pull, tug on his balls. Danny is begging Steve to fuck him. With a gentle but firm push Steve imaged the tightness of Danny's ass as he buried himself deep. Pushing slowly at first. Then harder. Then faster as Danny matched his speed. Steve's fist matched his daydream. Gripping tighter and fisting Steve came without a sound, but with a single word on his lips.
Quickly showering to clean himself, he used the time to get his breathing under control. It wasn't the first time Danny starred in his fantasies. Won't be the last time either.
Danny-
Danny had pushed into the locker room as Steve turned on the water. Before he could even undress he heard the moan from the shower. Sure he was accidently standing next to the stall Steve was in, but who could blame him the man was hawt! Listening to Steve Danny was instantly hard. The man had a mouth for fucking.
Quickly striping and moving a couple of stalls away Danny imaged Steve touching himself. Moaning as hands twisted nipples. Water on, Danny let his vision of Steve take over. Steve wet and hard ready for Danny, but Danny wanted more. He wanted to lick and bite that wet naked chest; to tongue those tattoos Steve was so fond of flashing when shirtless. Hand gripping his dick he pulled. Suck that beautiful bottom lip into his mouth. Bite it and pull at it. Pulling just enough to teach himself. Kissing the wet mouth, tongues clashing. "I want your mouth," Danny thought. His fantasy Steve responded by sucking down his neck, nipping at his collarbone, biting his nipples.
Dick twitching Danny reached and pulled on his balls as he imaged Steve's mouth doing the same. Rolling them in his mouth and sucking them. Then the popping sound as Steve tugged gently and let his balls go. Subtle kisses on his thighs before Steve's talented mouth sucked his dick into that luscious mouth.
A moan escapes before he can stop it. Steve's got an amazing tongue, like that mouth was made for sucking. Danny's hand tugged and twisted and pumped firmer. Tugging and pulling in time with dream Steve's sucking. Hands running over the head of his dick Danny imagined Steve's tongue circling it and running along the vein there. Then swallowing him whole, that had Danny bucking into that mouth.
Hands on Steve's head as Steve let Danny control the rhythm. His Steve hollowed his checked and relaxed his tongue. Danny pushed in and out, his hands stroking faster as his orgasm approached. The final thought as he came was that Steve would swallow.
Leaning against the wall panting Danny let the water wash away the evidence. One day he hoped it wouldn't just be a fantasy.
FINIS
Comments most welcome.
Thank you.