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,
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JR's arm had long gone numb and he decided that whatever his mom recorded of the closing ceremonies would be good enough. He tucked his camera away and settled his hands comfortably in his pockets. His fancy new Ralph Lauren jacket had great pockets and he had already taken off the hat that just didn't suit him. Simon stood next to him, completely into the parading around in the center of the stadium. JR also enjoyed what was going on in the show, but at this point, he kind of just wanted to go home.
He sighed, starting to get a little twitchy. He stiffened slightly as he felt a cool hand slip into his pocket and take his hand.
JR stifled a smile and glanced over his shoulder. Apolo smiled back at him.
"You liking the show?" He asked over the noise.
JR shrugged, sparing a look back to dancers. "Yeah, it's fun. But I've been standing in one place for too long."
"Yeah, me too," Apolo nodded in empathy. "I had to wander."
"Where've you been anyway?" JR asked. Having not walked in together, JR had lost track of the other skater quickly.
"I was over by Shani until just now," Apolo said.
JR's nose twitches a little in thought and his smile turns a bit impish. "You wanna wander somewhere else?"
Apolo blinks at him uncomprehendingly.
Sighing, and with a mutter of 'old man', JR inclines his head toward an aisle that leads out and away from the spectacle. "Somewhere else?" He tried again.
He saw realization dawn on Apolo and his dark eyes glittered in the dim lights as he smirked. "I think I know a place."
"Why am I not surprised," JR teased. He elbowed Simon. "Dude, I gotta pee. Apolo's going to make sure I don't get lost."
Raising an eyebrow, Simon frowned. "Are you serious?"
JR shrugged, his smile plastered unapologetically right across his face. Apolo squeezed his hand, dragged it from his pocket and tugged him toward the exit. JR didn't know if Simon was indicating his skepticism at JR's inability to find the bathroom on his own, that he chose that moment to use it, or that he thought the excuse was really lame. He didn't bother with it though and eagerly trundled along in Apolo's wake as he pulled him to wherever this place was.
Outside the throngs in the benches, JR sighed at the relative quiet and took a look around. Having been forced to stay backstage due to the athletes all being somewhat part of the show, he hadn't gotten much of a chance to look around BC Place Stadium. Apparently, Apolo had gotten around as he dodged expertly through the small crowds who weren't inside, bringing to JR's mind the other skater's ability to slip by to the front of the pack in short track. Since Apolo seemed to know where he was going, JR let himself have a look around; at the tempting food stands, the drink carts, and oh, there were the bathrooms.
So wrapped up in his rubbernecking, he was a bit startled as he was suddenly tugged around a corner and found himself pressed against the cinder block walls of a storage hallway. Apolo's lips were on his before he could question their location and the way Apolo was kissing him, JR was totally ready to throw the rest of his caution to the wind. He grabbed Apolo's jacket tightly and tilted his head, opening his mouth and deepening the kiss.
Apolo pressed his knee between JR's legs and rubbed his thigh against JR's slowly growing problem. JR rolled his hips, getting some friction going between his groin and Apolo's muscled thigh. He moaned quietly and tried tugging Apolo closer. Just before his eager hands began ripping Apolo's clothes off, his brain suddenly caught up; they were not in any state of privacy, and if caught, not just their coach, but he was pretty positive the whole of Team USA would have their asses for being reckless.
"'Polo," he attempted to pull away. "Apolo..."
"What is it?" Apolo asked quietly, in the soft, husky voice that never failed to make JR a tad weak in the knees. With JR trying to talk now, Apolo moved on to his neck, nibbling at the soft, tender skin and making him shiver.
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Apolo's hands began to wander and JR started to squirm as they touched teasingly under his jacket. "Apolo... Come on..."
JR felt more than heard Apolo chuckle, the noise rumbling gently in his chest. "Too eager sometimes."
"Still teenage and raging hormones, remember?" JR frowned. He took the initiative himself and began to yank at Apolo's belt, pushing his shirt up and rubbing a hand over his solid abdomen. Despite Apolo's cool demeanor, his skin still rippled under JR's touch, and he grinned smugly.
With the hallway being dim, JR couldn't quite get a handle on getting open Apolo's jeans, and let Apolo swat his hand away and began to work at his own. He wasn't sure exactly what Apolo had in mind as far as getting them off, but he sure wished he'd get to it. He forgot his cock for a moment, taking Apolo's face in both his hands and kissed him, pushing his tongue into Apolo's mouth. Apolo gasped against him, returning the kiss, but his hands continued their preoccupation. He suddenly thrust his hips into JR's and then it was JR gasping as Apolo took both of their cocks in his hand.
JR thrust his hips instinctively, wrapping his arms around Apolo's neck in desperation to keep some semblance of control on the situation. He was okay with it though when Apolo began to suck on Jr's tongue, thrusting their cocks into his palm. JR's skin tingled from the cool air circulating in the stadium and the very thought that absolutely nothing hid their activity from an average passer-by set his libido racing. Apolo wouldn't stop kissing him for JR to encourage him to speed up, so he tried thrusting his hips faster.
Thankfully, Apolo got the message and pumped his hand faster. He released JR's mouth and rested his head against JR's shoulder, gasping. JR clutched onto him tightly, his fingers digging into the fabric of Apolo's jacket, wishing he could simply rip it off and every other stitch of clothing on Apolo's body and fuck.
He bit savagely into Apolo's neck to stop his cry as he came, grabbing a hand over the top of Apolo's so neither of them would be too embarrassed when they went back to their seats. As JR still shook with his orgasm, Apolo made a small, muffled noise into JR's shoulder and came as well.
"Ow," Apolo murmured, lifting his head and rubbing the spot on his neck where JR had bitten him. He grimaced at the younger man. "Good thing you're cute, otherwise I'd be a bit irritated."
JR smiled innocently. "But I saved us from having to change out of our clothes completely," he offered, holding up his semen-covered hand as proof.
"Okay, put it away," Apolo chuckled, pushing JR's hand away by the wrist. He had caught his breath again and was carefully getting his pants back in order before helping JR. "Let's get that washed off, hm?"
JR toddled quite happily behind Apolo, following him to the men's bathroom. The thrill of the location and the fact that he had really needed a good jacking off had left him feeling pleasantly buzzed, and he was positive he'd be able to sit through at least another forty-five minutes of the closing ceremonies. They got back to their section and Apolo gave JR's hand a quick squeeze before returning to his own seat, leaving JR standing once again next to Simon, feeling far too smug.
"What is that look for?" Simon asked, a bit of trepidation in his voice.
JR turned his smile to him. "Oh nothing. Really nice bathrooms here, by the way."
Simon coughed.
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Hope you liked it! Sorry if it's not quite what you had in mind.
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