The Pest Of Westchester [5/?]
Title: Pest Of Westchester
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam, Dani/ Migé, Dunn/ Linde, Jonne/ Raab
Rating: NC-17
Summery: Bam is the town queer, also known as the pest of westchester. What happens when he is outcast and is found by a group of Finnish men. Will they help him or make his life hell?
Disclaimer: DK, DI, DS
Prologue
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
[Guess who's back, back again, Kimmi's back, tell your friends, guess whos back, guess whos back *fades out* haha yesh you've really seen it! you are not hillucinating, POW is back!!!! now, go enjoy!]
I still sat in the barn, staring at my new horse. The man had this planned from the beginning. He wanted his crew to collect me and make me one of them. What they were exactly, I wasn’t sure.
All I knew was that they were villains.
They may have been villains, but they were some of the kindest people I had known in a long time, some of them actually being my friends from back in the day when I was young and carefree, not having to worry what life had to throw at me.
Oh how naïve I was. I always thought that everything in life was simple. That was until I realised I was gay of course.
The world turned against me. My brother had taken a shot to his stomach for being a sibling of a ‘Queer’. I didn’t want to do this to my own family and so I left the town. That’s when I moved to Westchester, the streets were always empty and therefore, I thought it was abandoned, oh how wrong I was.
I had joined a town full of drunken, homophobic manly men and whores that littered the streets every night. The place wasn’t the best place on earth, as I found out later in life.
I had been living there for a couple of years, everyday getting the same torment. But I did not care, I was who I am at the end of the day and they couldn’t change me for the world, not even a dozen barstools to the back of the head could change Ye Ol’ Bammie Boy.
I petted the silky black mane of my horse, Hell-raiser, it was a perfect name. It suited the horse perfectly and described me in a nutshell.
I was the only kid in Chichester brave enough to jump off the old barn situated on the edge of town. Even my friends told me not to do things, but me being me, did them anyway. I must have broken a fair few bones back in the day.
I picked up a carrot from a pile of vegetables in the horse feed barrel, placing the carrot to the horses lips.
“You shouldn’t stuff that thing up if we are on a run today” Came Jyrki’s deep accented voice. I turned around, seeing a scowl on his face.
“I er- was having a bonding session” I laughed nervously, placing the carrot back in the barrel. He narrowed his eyes and gave me a low growl, almost animalistic. I didn’t know what the fuck to do.
Didn’t Dunn introduce Jyrki as the angry one? Yeah, he did. And here I was on my own with him, only a dozen black horses to see my -which could quite possibly happen- murder take place.
“The boss needs to give you something so fucking get a move on and stop “bonding” with the fucking horses” He said using air quotes. I blushed right red. I wasn’t even sure why to be honest, I guess it was my choice of words that he had mimicked.
I nodded, starting to walk out of the barn, only to stop as soon as I heard his voice again.
“I don’t know why he likes you so much” The older man stated, making me turn around and face him with a raised eyebrow, suddenly curious of what the man had to say.
“He says how beautiful you are, how your eyes shine like lanterns in the moonlight. Says how the two of you made love maybe a year ago,” He sighed, eyes narrowing once more as he continued “I don’t see any beauty, you are filth to me” He spat at my boots, storming out of the barn and leaving me -once more- in silence.
These people were starting to confuse me. Too much for my brain to handle in this fucking heat.
I felt the sweat trickle down my forehead, then run down my face. Wiping the wetness away with my shirt sleeve, I started to walk out of the barn.
**
“This Bam will be your weapon for the time being, the more you achieve, the better weapon you will receive” He laughed slightly at his rhyme, sitting down next to me on the wooden bench situated in his bedroom. He handed me a small pen knife.
What the fuck? Like anyone in Westchester is going to feel threatened by a pen knife My cocky mind argued with the gorgeous man in front of me.
Surely I would remember sleeping with someone as beautiful as him, surely.
I just couldn’t remember at all! Now it was starting to get on my nerves slightly, I had been wracking my brain ever since he had told me.
“I know it’s small but believe me, it will terrify them” He gave an almost evil laugh, placing a hand on my denim clad knee.
He stood from his position next to me, looking down at me as he just stood there, staring at me.
I jumped slightly at the feeling of his buttocks being pressed against my knees, his legs resting on either side of my hips. Why he had straddled me in the first place was beyond me.
He leaned in, lips parted beautifully. He didn’t kiss me, no, just simply whispered in my ear. His hot breath ghosting over my ear, making my being shake from the closeness of the two of us.
“I was thinking,” He stopped, going to bite my ear slightly before pulling back “maybe we could re-enacted the night we made love. That way we will remember” He smirked, starting to kiss my jaw line.
My cock had sprung to life at his words, obviously feeling my hardening manhood, he started grinding his perfect behind against my cock, making me moan quietly.
I didn’t know if he wanted an answer, although I guess he got it just by the way he had the effect of my arousal being pressed in his ass.
[Hope you enjoyed my dearest darlings ^_^ please comment!]
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam, Dani/ Migé, Dunn/ Linde, Jonne/ Raab
Rating: NC-17
Summery: Bam is the town queer, also known as the pest of westchester. What happens when he is outcast and is found by a group of Finnish men. Will they help him or make his life hell?
Disclaimer: DK, DI, DS
Prologue
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
[Guess who's back, back again, Kimmi's back, tell your friends, guess whos back, guess whos back *fades out* haha yesh you've really seen it! you are not hillucinating, POW is back!!!! now, go enjoy!]
I still sat in the barn, staring at my new horse. The man had this planned from the beginning. He wanted his crew to collect me and make me one of them. What they were exactly, I wasn’t sure.
All I knew was that they were villains.
They may have been villains, but they were some of the kindest people I had known in a long time, some of them actually being my friends from back in the day when I was young and carefree, not having to worry what life had to throw at me.
Oh how naïve I was. I always thought that everything in life was simple. That was until I realised I was gay of course.
The world turned against me. My brother had taken a shot to his stomach for being a sibling of a ‘Queer’. I didn’t want to do this to my own family and so I left the town. That’s when I moved to Westchester, the streets were always empty and therefore, I thought it was abandoned, oh how wrong I was.
I had joined a town full of drunken, homophobic manly men and whores that littered the streets every night. The place wasn’t the best place on earth, as I found out later in life.
I had been living there for a couple of years, everyday getting the same torment. But I did not care, I was who I am at the end of the day and they couldn’t change me for the world, not even a dozen barstools to the back of the head could change Ye Ol’ Bammie Boy.
I petted the silky black mane of my horse, Hell-raiser, it was a perfect name. It suited the horse perfectly and described me in a nutshell.
I was the only kid in Chichester brave enough to jump off the old barn situated on the edge of town. Even my friends told me not to do things, but me being me, did them anyway. I must have broken a fair few bones back in the day.
I picked up a carrot from a pile of vegetables in the horse feed barrel, placing the carrot to the horses lips.
“You shouldn’t stuff that thing up if we are on a run today” Came Jyrki’s deep accented voice. I turned around, seeing a scowl on his face.
“I er- was having a bonding session” I laughed nervously, placing the carrot back in the barrel. He narrowed his eyes and gave me a low growl, almost animalistic. I didn’t know what the fuck to do.
Didn’t Dunn introduce Jyrki as the angry one? Yeah, he did. And here I was on my own with him, only a dozen black horses to see my -which could quite possibly happen- murder take place.
“The boss needs to give you something so fucking get a move on and stop “bonding” with the fucking horses” He said using air quotes. I blushed right red. I wasn’t even sure why to be honest, I guess it was my choice of words that he had mimicked.
I nodded, starting to walk out of the barn, only to stop as soon as I heard his voice again.
“I don’t know why he likes you so much” The older man stated, making me turn around and face him with a raised eyebrow, suddenly curious of what the man had to say.
“He says how beautiful you are, how your eyes shine like lanterns in the moonlight. Says how the two of you made love maybe a year ago,” He sighed, eyes narrowing once more as he continued “I don’t see any beauty, you are filth to me” He spat at my boots, storming out of the barn and leaving me -once more- in silence.
These people were starting to confuse me. Too much for my brain to handle in this fucking heat.
I felt the sweat trickle down my forehead, then run down my face. Wiping the wetness away with my shirt sleeve, I started to walk out of the barn.
**
“This Bam will be your weapon for the time being, the more you achieve, the better weapon you will receive” He laughed slightly at his rhyme, sitting down next to me on the wooden bench situated in his bedroom. He handed me a small pen knife.
What the fuck? Like anyone in Westchester is going to feel threatened by a pen knife My cocky mind argued with the gorgeous man in front of me.
Surely I would remember sleeping with someone as beautiful as him, surely.
I just couldn’t remember at all! Now it was starting to get on my nerves slightly, I had been wracking my brain ever since he had told me.
“I know it’s small but believe me, it will terrify them” He gave an almost evil laugh, placing a hand on my denim clad knee.
He stood from his position next to me, looking down at me as he just stood there, staring at me.
I jumped slightly at the feeling of his buttocks being pressed against my knees, his legs resting on either side of my hips. Why he had straddled me in the first place was beyond me.
He leaned in, lips parted beautifully. He didn’t kiss me, no, just simply whispered in my ear. His hot breath ghosting over my ear, making my being shake from the closeness of the two of us.
“I was thinking,” He stopped, going to bite my ear slightly before pulling back “maybe we could re-enacted the night we made love. That way we will remember” He smirked, starting to kiss my jaw line.
My cock had sprung to life at his words, obviously feeling my hardening manhood, he started grinding his perfect behind against my cock, making me moan quietly.
I didn’t know if he wanted an answer, although I guess he got it just by the way he had the effect of my arousal being pressed in his ass.
[Hope you enjoyed my dearest darlings ^_^ please comment!]