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2010 WINTER OLYMPIC GAMES KINK MEME
Welcome to all winter athletes! This Winter Games is screaming for fic. Lots and lots of fic. So let's give them what they want! The set up is easy! Just (anonymously) post your favorite pairing, threesome, groupsome, etc., and a kink. All prompts are welcome, not just the kinky ones. If someone is interested, ( Read more... )
Welcome to all winter athletes! This Winter Games is screaming for fic. Lots and lots of fic. So let's give them what they want! The set up is easy! Just (anonymously) post your favorite pairing, threesome, groupsome, etc., and a kink. All prompts are welcome, not just the kinky ones. If someone is interested, ( Read more... )
“Hey there,” Bode said, undressing Johnny with his eyes.
“Hi.” Johnny silently congratulated himself on remembering to pack his favorite pair of shorts - the ones that fit him like a second skin. The only other thing he was wearing was his charm necklace. “My room’s down the hall. Let’s not wake my roomie.”
He’d done a good job fixing up his room, considering the short amount of time he’d had to get ready. The lights were dimmed and the candles were lit. He even smoothed out the sheets.
Not that they were going to stay that way for long.
Bode was clearly impressed. “Wow. You sure know how to make someone feel welcome.”
“Thanks.” Johnny locked the door behind them. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable?” He slid his hands underneath Bode’s sweater, enjoying the feel of smooth skin over hard abs.
Bode pulled the sweater over his head and tossed it onto a nearby chair. Then he pulled Johnny in for a kiss.
He was a great kisser, Johnny decided. His lips met Johnny’s right where he wanted him to; his tongue slipped inside his mouth so smoothly.
Johnny was starved for pleasure. His body responded with a ferocity that nearly overwhelmed him. His hunger went into overdrive.
He unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, stepped out of them, and practically launched himself at Bode. They stumbled across the room to the bed, which they fell on. Johnny wriggled against Bode, letting him feel how hard he was.
Bode gasped for breath and tried to pull away. “Easy, easy! Give me a second.”
Then Johnny pulled his hair hard enough to hurt. “I don’t want slow and gentle. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
Bode glared at him while rubbing the sore place on his scalp. Then a sly smile spread across his face. “That wasn’t very nice,” Bode said quietly. “I’ll have to punish you now.”
“What are you going to do?” Johnny asked, with a mischievous smile. “Spank me?”
Before he knew what was happening, Johnny was flipped over on his stomach. He yelped as Bode smacked his ass.
“You asked for it,” he replied.
That smack felt good. Johnny looked at him wide-eyed over his shoulder. “You wouldn’t dare do it again.”
“Why not?” Bode said, smirking as he spanked him again. Johnny gasped as Bode reached under him and gave his erection a squeeze. “Looks like you’re enjoying it.” He let go and slid his hand over the curve of Johnny’s ass. “I never thought you’d be into all that kinky shit.” He pulled Johnny’s underwear down to his knees. “I didn’t think princesses liked to get dirty.” Smack!
“There you go again, thinking,” Johnny snarked at him. That earned him another spanking. This time he responded with a moan of pleasure.
“There you go again, with your big mouth,” Bode retorted. “Keep it up and I’ll just have to shove something in there to keep you quiet.”
Oh God, this was even better than he’d hoped for! Sending that text had been one of the best decisions he’d made all week.
It was awkward for him to move on his stomach with his underwear around his knees. He was about to turn over when Bode’s strong hands grabbed him by the shoulders.
“No. You’re staying right there for now. If you don’t, you won’t get this.” He took Johnny’s hand and placed it on the sizable bulge in his jeans.
If what was in that bulge was his reward, he would gladly be obedient.
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