(Untitled)
2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Part 2
I never really expected this to take off so well, let alone end up with 4000+ comments. Now it's time for part 2!
The rules have been re-vamped for this. Please be sure to read them.
If you do not follow the rules, this may result in your post being removed.
1. We are all here to have a little fun. Am I right?
( Read more... )
“Just tell me who you're fucking around with, assface!”
He was seventeen, and the relay team plus Jordan were in his room, Apolo on Jordan's bed as the other four continuously beat JR with pillows on his respective bed. It's close to three in the morning, and the boys had been waiting when JR arrived just half an hour before, some of the buttons of his shirt undone, and his belt gone.
“Get off me you oafs!” He's suffocating under the pillow Simon has glued to his face, Jordan and Travis doing absolutely nothing to help, whacking him with other ones all over his body.
“JR, we'll stop hitting you if you just tell us who it is.” Travis' soothing voice almost makes him tell them. Almost.
“Get off me!” He repeats, finally able to get the pillow off his face. He sits up, glaring at the boys holding pillows. He knows his eyes are bloodshot and his lips are swollen and his hair is sticking up all over the place, and yes, it's possible he might have a slight hard on, but he's not telling them. He's not telling them about going to Jeff's room as soon as he knows Jordan is asleep, about how his tongue feels in a foreign mouth, about how their limbs get so tangled up he doesn't know if it's his own arm he's grabbing or Jeff's, and he doesn't care, because it's just hooking up, and nothing more will ever come of it. He doesn't want to tell them about how hot he gets when he hears Jeff moaning his name night after night, about the small hickey he has just low enough on his collarbone that the skin suit hides it from view. About how Jeff pulls on his hair, about how he claws his nails into Jeff's shoulder, about their bare chests touching, creating heat, friction, desire, lust. He's not ready for them to know yet.
Hell, he hadn't even told his parents about being bisexual. Jeff wasn't his first experiment, but he liked it. He was waiting for the right time to tell his mom, probably after winning a few medals. Hey Ma, aren't you glad I came in first in Worlds? Oh by the way, Jeff Simon and I have hot, passionate hook ups in hotel rooms every time we get the chance.
It's not like he even likes Jeff that much. Outside of Jeff's hotel room, they might nod in the hallway, or sit next to each other when there's no on else around. But that's it. Maybe JR's scared the boys will think he's some freak, but he mostly doesn't want to tell them because he's scared of Apolo's reaction. He wasn't as obsessed with Apolo as before, but he still wanted to maintain a strong relationship with him. They had become fast friends. JR was the only one Apolo really talked to about personal things, and JR didn't tell anyone about what Apolo said. They were comfortable with each other. JR didn't want to fuck anything up.
“Look, just don't worry about it, alright?” He ran a hand through his hair, hoping the guys would drop it.
“Like hell, Celski. Who is it? Ruetter? Smith?” Jordan has a smirk set on his face.
JR sighs, deciding a rather large secret is needed to keep the guys off his back until he was comfortable enough to let them know about his sexuality.
“Remember in Italy when Aly and I got lost in the city and came back like, after dinner?” He gets up to look at the guys, who all nod, including Apolo. “Well, we hadn't actually gotten lost. We made out in the stands of the rink and she blew me.” He didn't mention that that particular incident led to many more of a similar encounter, until JR was moaning Aly's name as he thrust into her hard, until she spoke so dirty JR was blushing and cumming at the same time, until they agreed that as soon as the plane landed in Salt Lake, they'd forget anything happened.
The guys immediately whoop for him, asking him what it was like, if she was wearing anything on her lips, if she was the person he'd been going to see every night. JR didn't answer any of the questions, and accepted the hard punch and icy glare he got from her at dinner from all the sexual jokes the guys made. He gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek after the guys had gone to get desert from the buffet. She forgave him, after he promised to not tell them about their other escapades. Apolo came back first, giving them a weird look. He doesn't say anything though, instead digging into his cheesecake.
Reply
Leave a comment