Gus & the Multiple Personality Disorder Chapter 5
Title: Gus and the Multiple Personality Disorder
By: sintah
Disclaimer: I do not own Psych. I make no profit from this story.
A/N: Set after Season 1 episode 7 Who Ya Gonna Call? Gus suffers from Dissociative identity disorder or Multiple Personality disorder and he indulges some long repressed desires as his alter ego. Some mature and disturbing stuff happens. MIND THE RATING!
A/N: I don’t really know anything about psychiatry. My description of Gus’ condition may not be scientific at all.
A/N: I apologize for all grammatical or other errors. English is not my first language.
Chapter 5
Shawn made a strangled noise as he felt his member being grabbed by Gus. No normal guy should have his lifelong best friend’s hand down his pants, Shawn thought, and be hard because of it!
Before Shawn could start protesting, Gus’ mouth descended on his collarbone and began a series of nibbling kisses, making his cock twitch in Gus’ grip. Gus gave him a firm stroke and rubbed his thumb over the leaking slit.
“Ahh…” Shawn moaned, eyes half closed, his body fighting a war against his brain. He knew he wanted to stop Gus, but Gus did not seem too keen on stopping, and Shawn’s treacherous limbs were not in any condition to fight him off.
Gus held him against the wall with a hand on his chest, and began stroking him in a steady rhythm. Shawn moaned against his will, but it was soon cut off by Gus’ mouth. Gus kissed him hard, his tongue going in to touch Shawn’s.
Soon Shawn was not conscious to anything but Gus’ tongue in his mouth, his thumb on his nipples, and his fist on his cock. He moaned into Gus’ mouth, as he felt his arousal building. As his member was given another hard stroke, he came helplessly on Gus’ hand. Shawn sagged against the wall, panting as he tried to fight the daze brought by the mind numbing pleasure he had just felt.
He opened his eyes to see Gus licking his own fingers, apparently tasting Shawn’s essence; Shawn’s body clenched at the sight. Then he felt Gus’ hands seizing his shoulders and forcing him to the ground.
“On your knees.” Gus ordered.
Shawn sank to the ground in front of him dazedly. He looked up to see Gus’ leather covered crotch right in front of his face. He watched mesmerized as Gus pulled down the zipper and his hard clock flew out. It had evidently been erect for a while and had generated a lot of moisture.
Gus grabbed Shawn’s hair with one hand and presented the leaking cock to his lips with the other. Shawn’s lips parted against the pressure and the hard member entered his mouth. He did not know what to make of the feel of the thing, it was strange (to say the least) having a cock in his mouth. His lips were stretched around it; even though only an inch or two was inside, his mouth felt quite full.
Gus seized Shawn’s hair in both hands and pushed in all the way, Shawn choked as the cock hit his throat muscles.
Holding his head in place, Gus began to move in and out of Shawn’s mouth. Shawn gagged and spluttered several times, but Gus was relentless.
After a couple of minutes, Gus stilled and his whole body tightened. Digging his hands into Shawn’s hair, he ejaculated with a shout. His hot spurts hit Shawn’s tongue one after another; Shawn swallowed some, some of it dribbled out of the corner of his mouth.
Gus pulled out and released Shawn who just sat on the floor staring at him.. Shawn watched Gus zip up his pants and straighten his clothes. He turned on his heels and walked out of the Psych office without glancing at Shawn.
Shawn stared after him, not moving from his position on the floor. For a long time after the sound of Gus’ footsteps had faded, he just sat there, his body spent and the taste of Gus’ cum in his mouth.
A/N: I have realized once again that I am terrible at writing smut :(
By: sintah
Disclaimer: I do not own Psych. I make no profit from this story.
A/N: Set after Season 1 episode 7 Who Ya Gonna Call? Gus suffers from Dissociative identity disorder or Multiple Personality disorder and he indulges some long repressed desires as his alter ego. Some mature and disturbing stuff happens. MIND THE RATING!
A/N: I don’t really know anything about psychiatry. My description of Gus’ condition may not be scientific at all.
A/N: I apologize for all grammatical or other errors. English is not my first language.
Chapter 5
Shawn made a strangled noise as he felt his member being grabbed by Gus. No normal guy should have his lifelong best friend’s hand down his pants, Shawn thought, and be hard because of it!
Before Shawn could start protesting, Gus’ mouth descended on his collarbone and began a series of nibbling kisses, making his cock twitch in Gus’ grip. Gus gave him a firm stroke and rubbed his thumb over the leaking slit.
“Ahh…” Shawn moaned, eyes half closed, his body fighting a war against his brain. He knew he wanted to stop Gus, but Gus did not seem too keen on stopping, and Shawn’s treacherous limbs were not in any condition to fight him off.
Gus held him against the wall with a hand on his chest, and began stroking him in a steady rhythm. Shawn moaned against his will, but it was soon cut off by Gus’ mouth. Gus kissed him hard, his tongue going in to touch Shawn’s.
Soon Shawn was not conscious to anything but Gus’ tongue in his mouth, his thumb on his nipples, and his fist on his cock. He moaned into Gus’ mouth, as he felt his arousal building. As his member was given another hard stroke, he came helplessly on Gus’ hand. Shawn sagged against the wall, panting as he tried to fight the daze brought by the mind numbing pleasure he had just felt.
He opened his eyes to see Gus licking his own fingers, apparently tasting Shawn’s essence; Shawn’s body clenched at the sight. Then he felt Gus’ hands seizing his shoulders and forcing him to the ground.
“On your knees.” Gus ordered.
Shawn sank to the ground in front of him dazedly. He looked up to see Gus’ leather covered crotch right in front of his face. He watched mesmerized as Gus pulled down the zipper and his hard clock flew out. It had evidently been erect for a while and had generated a lot of moisture.
Gus grabbed Shawn’s hair with one hand and presented the leaking cock to his lips with the other. Shawn’s lips parted against the pressure and the hard member entered his mouth. He did not know what to make of the feel of the thing, it was strange (to say the least) having a cock in his mouth. His lips were stretched around it; even though only an inch or two was inside, his mouth felt quite full.
Gus seized Shawn’s hair in both hands and pushed in all the way, Shawn choked as the cock hit his throat muscles.
Holding his head in place, Gus began to move in and out of Shawn’s mouth. Shawn gagged and spluttered several times, but Gus was relentless.
After a couple of minutes, Gus stilled and his whole body tightened. Digging his hands into Shawn’s hair, he ejaculated with a shout. His hot spurts hit Shawn’s tongue one after another; Shawn swallowed some, some of it dribbled out of the corner of his mouth.
Gus pulled out and released Shawn who just sat on the floor staring at him.. Shawn watched Gus zip up his pants and straighten his clothes. He turned on his heels and walked out of the Psych office without glancing at Shawn.
Shawn stared after him, not moving from his position on the floor. For a long time after the sound of Gus’ footsteps had faded, he just sat there, his body spent and the taste of Gus’ cum in his mouth.
A/N: I have realized once again that I am terrible at writing smut :(