fic?: Weeks
Title: Weeks
rating: 18+
character: Xander
pairings: hell if i know
summary: The eyes were gone. Or so Xander thought.
~Week 2~
The eyes didn't return early in his week off.
Xander had the week off from construction since someone messed up the lumber order and it would take a week to get the correct order. Not that he didn't mind having the week off. But if he was at work, he could have distracted himself from his horniness that built over the previous week.
With him having the week off, he had a constent and pressing hard on. He couldn't bring himself to relieve the pressure for fear of the eyes return. God, how he long to touch himself.
As the week wore on and the eyes failure to return, Xander became more at ease and relaxed. He started to think that the eyes would never return. So, on Wednesday night, he gave in. A week and a half was the longest dry spell he ever went! He was a hot blooded male, barely out of his teen years, and he went, and it felt like an eternity, for a week and a half without touching himself for pleasure.
Xander was horny and he was going to take of it. The young construction worker striped down to his boxers and went looking for one of his favorite tapes, "Busty Cops III: Babes in the City." He grabbed his hand lotion and went back to the living room. He put the tape in, pushed play, and settled himself on his cushy couch. He took his cock out of his boxers and watched...
Amazingly, instead of getting hard, Xander went limp. He looked down at his uncooperating member.
"Hey! Look, it's babes with big breasts! And they're wearing those skimpy cop outfits! I thought we liked big breasts and skimpy cop outfits!" he told his soft penis,
As if it had a mind of its own, his cock twitched and moved as if it was turning away from the screen.
Xander whined pathetically and stared in mild disbelief at his dick. After a week and a half of sexual tension and frustration, his cock wasn't cooperating. He was finally going to soothe his need and he can't cause of his unhard penis!
"Oh, no we don't!" he growled at little Xander, "I not going to accept this! I waited to long for my own damn comfort. So, if busty babes ain't going to do it for ya! I'll just have to get the other tape."
The young man then jumped off his couch and stormed to his room. He was going for his deeply hidden tape. The one tape he didn't want anyone to know he had. The one tape he order off the internet under a completely different name. Xander just knew that this one tape would get little Xan's abrupt attention.
Xander dove into the bottom of his closet. Moving boxes left and right, until he reached the floor. He prized up the piece of wood that hidden a secret compartment. Reaching in, he grabbed the tape. Quickly he moved everything back and stormed back to the living room where he stopped and ejected "Busty Cops". He threw the porn over his shoulder and put in his 'secret' weapon.
Xander threw himself backwards on to the couch just in time for the opening scene. There were no intros, credits, or pretty backgrounds to look at. The movie just skipped all the filler and went on too the main course, pure sex...
Little Xander took notice when the moans started on screen. Big Xander watched, whimpering quietly, as the two men kissed and touched each other. The big man had moved over the smaller man and pinned him down to the bed. Took the smaller man's legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Xander moaned as the smaller male moaned as his partner thrust inside him. As the scene played out, the young construction worker started to touch himself. He first licked and sucked his fingers on one hand as he watched the bigger male take his smaller mate. Then he trailed his saliva slickened fingers out his mouth down his neck and chest, and to his rock hard nipples. While one hand played and tugged at a nipple, the other copied its counterpart.
Before long, Xander's cock made itself insistently known. Taking one hand away from its playground, he trailed it down his torso. Pausing to dip and circle his naval before continuing its treck. Once to his proud member, he by-passed it and drove his hand into his boxers to play with his balls. Soon his other hand joined its playmate in his boxers. Together they rolled his soft furred balls against each other, ever-so-often tugging at them.
Tired of having the cotton feel of his boxers against his skin, he pushed down his hips and kicked them off. Now he was completely naked and the moans from the tv became louder and louder. Xander wiggled his way towards the arm of the couch and propped his back against it. Grabbing his lotion, he popped the top and squeezed a lot on his hand. He dropped the bottle on the floor, and threw a leg over the back of the couch.
He was spread wide open now, he rubbed his hands together spreading the lotion over them. Then he went back to his play as he watched the two men on the screen change position. This time the bigger male had the smaller one on hands and knees. He was ramming himself in his small mate, driving out shrieks and squeals of pleasure
With one hand tugging at his needy, weeping member, the other briefly played with his balls before working its way to his wrinkled and hungary hole.
"MMMMmmmm...." he moaned as he gently ran a finger against his hole, slowly pressing the tip inside
He done this many times until he couldn't stand it. He pushed his finger all the way passed the first knuckle into to his greedy grasping pucker. If he hadn't tightened his grip on his cock just then, it would have been over. No, Xander wanted this greatly anticipated and waited for event to last. For a few moments, he allowed his feverous body to cool and calm down before he added a second finger.
Xander's back arched off the couch as the second finger joined the first in search of his prostate. He couldn't hold back his pleasure filled yell as they found it. Only reason he didn't climax then was because of his other hand's tight grip on the base of his swollen cock.
Whimpering, Xander withdrew his fingers to the tips before thursting them back in. Matching the bigger male's thrusts into his mate. The young construction worker whined as he tried to buck his cock in his tight fist. God, he wanted to explode.
Not yet, not yet. Xander wanted this to last. Regretting it all the way, he completely removed his fingers from his flexing hole. Once calm enough that he wasn't on the breech of climax, he took his hand away from his weeping cock with one last sorrowful tug.
Deciding to take the temptation away, he rested his hand on top of his his head. He laid there gasping for a moment, eyes closed as he listened to the moans and sound of slapping flesh coming from the television.
Xander's breathing had just slowed down when he first felt it. It being a touch against his sweaty skin on his stomach. He strugged it off on his hypersensitivity of being on the verge of cumming. Then it happened again, this time harder.
Whining, Xander opened his eyes and saw nothing. But he still felt someone touching him. Hands, invisible hands was caressing his torso. They lightly ran across his dancing flesh.
"Oh God..." *moan*
He felt fingers lightly play with his hard nipples. Then he felt the eyes watching him again. The eyes were burning their way through him. But he couldn't forget about the hands and thier magical fingers.
Xander completely forgot about his tape as the the hands danced their way down his body. Invisible fingers ghosted up his cock, sending shivers of his spine make him cry out. While that one hand played with his heavily leaking cock, the other ghosted pass his aching balls and straight to his quivering hole.
"OOOooooooooooo..." he howled as the fingers expertly played his cock and entrance.
The touches against his cock and gasping pucker stayed as soft as butterfly kisses. The touches never stopped. They were driving him insane!
"Please!" *Whine* "Harder, I need..." *moan* "I neeeedddd!"
Suddenly, fingers were driven into his entrance and a hand grasped his cock.
Xander threw his head back, his bangs slinging sweat. He came with a howl...
"OOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!"
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Xander: *faints*
Wulf: *blush* Oh my!
Wulf: By the way, is there such thing as Busty Cops???
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rating: 18+
character: Xander
pairings: hell if i know
summary: The eyes were gone. Or so Xander thought.
~Week 2~
The eyes didn't return early in his week off.
Xander had the week off from construction since someone messed up the lumber order and it would take a week to get the correct order. Not that he didn't mind having the week off. But if he was at work, he could have distracted himself from his horniness that built over the previous week.
With him having the week off, he had a constent and pressing hard on. He couldn't bring himself to relieve the pressure for fear of the eyes return. God, how he long to touch himself.
As the week wore on and the eyes failure to return, Xander became more at ease and relaxed. He started to think that the eyes would never return. So, on Wednesday night, he gave in. A week and a half was the longest dry spell he ever went! He was a hot blooded male, barely out of his teen years, and he went, and it felt like an eternity, for a week and a half without touching himself for pleasure.
Xander was horny and he was going to take of it. The young construction worker striped down to his boxers and went looking for one of his favorite tapes, "Busty Cops III: Babes in the City." He grabbed his hand lotion and went back to the living room. He put the tape in, pushed play, and settled himself on his cushy couch. He took his cock out of his boxers and watched...
Amazingly, instead of getting hard, Xander went limp. He looked down at his uncooperating member.
"Hey! Look, it's babes with big breasts! And they're wearing those skimpy cop outfits! I thought we liked big breasts and skimpy cop outfits!" he told his soft penis,
As if it had a mind of its own, his cock twitched and moved as if it was turning away from the screen.
Xander whined pathetically and stared in mild disbelief at his dick. After a week and a half of sexual tension and frustration, his cock wasn't cooperating. He was finally going to soothe his need and he can't cause of his unhard penis!
"Oh, no we don't!" he growled at little Xander, "I not going to accept this! I waited to long for my own damn comfort. So, if busty babes ain't going to do it for ya! I'll just have to get the other tape."
The young man then jumped off his couch and stormed to his room. He was going for his deeply hidden tape. The one tape he didn't want anyone to know he had. The one tape he order off the internet under a completely different name. Xander just knew that this one tape would get little Xan's abrupt attention.
Xander dove into the bottom of his closet. Moving boxes left and right, until he reached the floor. He prized up the piece of wood that hidden a secret compartment. Reaching in, he grabbed the tape. Quickly he moved everything back and stormed back to the living room where he stopped and ejected "Busty Cops". He threw the porn over his shoulder and put in his 'secret' weapon.
Xander threw himself backwards on to the couch just in time for the opening scene. There were no intros, credits, or pretty backgrounds to look at. The movie just skipped all the filler and went on too the main course, pure sex...
Little Xander took notice when the moans started on screen. Big Xander watched, whimpering quietly, as the two men kissed and touched each other. The big man had moved over the smaller man and pinned him down to the bed. Took the smaller man's legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Xander moaned as the smaller male moaned as his partner thrust inside him. As the scene played out, the young construction worker started to touch himself. He first licked and sucked his fingers on one hand as he watched the bigger male take his smaller mate. Then he trailed his saliva slickened fingers out his mouth down his neck and chest, and to his rock hard nipples. While one hand played and tugged at a nipple, the other copied its counterpart.
Before long, Xander's cock made itself insistently known. Taking one hand away from its playground, he trailed it down his torso. Pausing to dip and circle his naval before continuing its treck. Once to his proud member, he by-passed it and drove his hand into his boxers to play with his balls. Soon his other hand joined its playmate in his boxers. Together they rolled his soft furred balls against each other, ever-so-often tugging at them.
Tired of having the cotton feel of his boxers against his skin, he pushed down his hips and kicked them off. Now he was completely naked and the moans from the tv became louder and louder. Xander wiggled his way towards the arm of the couch and propped his back against it. Grabbing his lotion, he popped the top and squeezed a lot on his hand. He dropped the bottle on the floor, and threw a leg over the back of the couch.
He was spread wide open now, he rubbed his hands together spreading the lotion over them. Then he went back to his play as he watched the two men on the screen change position. This time the bigger male had the smaller one on hands and knees. He was ramming himself in his small mate, driving out shrieks and squeals of pleasure
With one hand tugging at his needy, weeping member, the other briefly played with his balls before working its way to his wrinkled and hungary hole.
"MMMMmmmm...." he moaned as he gently ran a finger against his hole, slowly pressing the tip inside
He done this many times until he couldn't stand it. He pushed his finger all the way passed the first knuckle into to his greedy grasping pucker. If he hadn't tightened his grip on his cock just then, it would have been over. No, Xander wanted this greatly anticipated and waited for event to last. For a few moments, he allowed his feverous body to cool and calm down before he added a second finger.
Xander's back arched off the couch as the second finger joined the first in search of his prostate. He couldn't hold back his pleasure filled yell as they found it. Only reason he didn't climax then was because of his other hand's tight grip on the base of his swollen cock.
Whimpering, Xander withdrew his fingers to the tips before thursting them back in. Matching the bigger male's thrusts into his mate. The young construction worker whined as he tried to buck his cock in his tight fist. God, he wanted to explode.
Not yet, not yet. Xander wanted this to last. Regretting it all the way, he completely removed his fingers from his flexing hole. Once calm enough that he wasn't on the breech of climax, he took his hand away from his weeping cock with one last sorrowful tug.
Deciding to take the temptation away, he rested his hand on top of his his head. He laid there gasping for a moment, eyes closed as he listened to the moans and sound of slapping flesh coming from the television.
Xander's breathing had just slowed down when he first felt it. It being a touch against his sweaty skin on his stomach. He strugged it off on his hypersensitivity of being on the verge of cumming. Then it happened again, this time harder.
Whining, Xander opened his eyes and saw nothing. But he still felt someone touching him. Hands, invisible hands was caressing his torso. They lightly ran across his dancing flesh.
"Oh God..." *moan*
He felt fingers lightly play with his hard nipples. Then he felt the eyes watching him again. The eyes were burning their way through him. But he couldn't forget about the hands and thier magical fingers.
Xander completely forgot about his tape as the the hands danced their way down his body. Invisible fingers ghosted up his cock, sending shivers of his spine make him cry out. While that one hand played with his heavily leaking cock, the other ghosted pass his aching balls and straight to his quivering hole.
"OOOooooooooooo..." he howled as the fingers expertly played his cock and entrance.
The touches against his cock and gasping pucker stayed as soft as butterfly kisses. The touches never stopped. They were driving him insane!
"Please!" *Whine* "Harder, I need..." *moan* "I neeeedddd!"
Suddenly, fingers were driven into his entrance and a hand grasped his cock.
Xander threw his head back, his bangs slinging sweat. He came with a howl...
"OOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!"
============________________---=============
Xander: *faints*
Wulf: *blush* Oh my!
Wulf: By the way, is there such thing as Busty Cops???
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