[PART FIVE] - CLOSED
THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME
ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * (PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR
GENERAL RULES;
IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi ( Read more... )
ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * (PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR
GENERAL RULES;
IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi ( Read more... )
Quick disclaimer: all persons referenced below are intended to represent the characters in The Social Network (which I don't own anyway) and bear no relevance to those in real life who share the same names.
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His palms ache and his knees chafe and his throat is sore. Cameron’s had him here for what feels like hours, legs spread, on his knees, palms and forehead flat against the wall as he tries to keep himself upright. He can feel Cameron’s breath on his back, knows he can’t be crouched that far behind him. He’s come twice already. Everything hurts.
The vibrator gives another long judder inside him, and he sobs, dryly. It’s too soon to the last time, his body feels raw, but he’s half-hard already and he’ll never, ever ask Cameron to stop. “God,” he breathes, his torso shivering.
Cameron trails his fingers down his back and starts to fuck him with it, twisting it slowly in and out. Eduardo moans, can’t help himself, lets his head fall back onto Cameron’s shoulder. Cameron kisses the side of his neck, and it feels wonderful. “Cam,” he groans, almost unintelligible, his voice is so fucked and raw. “Please.” Inside him, the vibrator shudders once and feebly dies. The empty feeling its stillness gives him is intolerable.
“What d’you reckon?” Cameron asks Tyler, who’s sat on the bed across the room, eyes glazed, hand on his cock, panting hard. “Enough?”
Tyler nods once. “Enough,” he rasps. Cameron smiles.
He hooks a huge arm around Eduardo’s torso. “C’mon. On your feet.” Eduardo’s too exhausted to move, so Cameron manhandles him until he’s slumped against the wall. He scrabbles for something to hold himself up with, but the blade mounted on the wall is just too high. Cameron’s arms gather round him like a harness, muscles bunched but obviously effortless. The guy rows crew, and he’s a skinny streak of nothing. It’s hardly a big deal.
Cameron tugs the vibrator out of him with one move. It clatters noisily when it hits the floor and buzzes once, feebly. Cameron straps one arm across his chest and balances the other on his hip.
Eduardo crumples when Cameron pushes inside of him. Moments like this, he’s always glad of their scheme; no time at all before he’s buried inside him all the way. He flexes around him with his ass and half-shudders, half-sighs. He’ll never get enough of that feeling.
Cameron starts to fuck him slow. Eduardo tolerates it, but he’s been waiting for this all afternoon and soon he’s spreading his legs and fucking back against him as hard as he can. “Fuck, what a slut,” Cameron gasps against his ear, but it doesn’t hurt to hear him say it; he smiles. It never fails to amaze the two of them how much he’s always ready for it.
With as much strength of body as he has, he twists his neck round and catches hold of Cameron’s lip gently between his teeth; as much of a kiss as he can manage at this angle. Something about the sight of this is too much for Tyler, and the two of them have to still themselves as Tyler comes loudly across the room. He can feel Cameron’s nails dig into his skin as he tries to get a hold of himself, but Eduardo’s practiced enough at not letting go.
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Cameron shoves him up against the wall in a second and fucks him harder and faster than he can take, desperate and frantic. The arm across his waist is the only thing keeping his dick from scraping along the wall, and the panic that this thought induces in him makes him whimper; he tries to push back to get away, but this sets Cameron off like a firework, shoving inside him once more and coming, moan pornographically loud.
Cameron removes the hand on his hip to prop himself up, the other still keeping Eduardo from collapsing to the floor. For a few moments, nothing but his fractured pants break the silence. Eduardo looks across to the bed; Tyler’s still lying there, mouth slack, lips red and puffed and wet from where he’s been biting them. He seems to recover his senses a little and comes across to join them, dropping on his knees and taking Eduardo into his mouth.
He sucks him off quickly, efficiently, and Eduardo bunches his hand in his hair and wrenches him away as he comes. He falls asleep to the feeling of Cameron’s steady arm across his chest and the obscene noise of his come thudding against the wall.
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earlier:
Mark opens the door and throws something at him, which isn’t entirely unknown. “The Winklevi chased me across the quad to give me this today. I seriously hope it’s for you, because they’re hot and all but they’re also tremendous assholes.”
Eduardo picks up the vibrator and unwraps it from the clingfilm. He knows he’s due to meet them tonight, and he’s been waiting for this all afternoon. He gets on the bed, spreads his legs and pulls out the buttplug that’s in him. He thinks of Cameron’s lips and Tyler’s fingers on his wrists as he pushes it inside.
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