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Title: Calling Doctor Love
Author:
kimmixvalox616
Pairing: Vam, Jimmy& ****
Rating: R
Summary: Doesn't everyone just hate those f**king Telesales people? Bam did, that was until he heard his voice.
Disclaimer: I'm not suggesting that I own any of the characters mentioned in this story, I only own the plot.
Warning: This Chapter Contains scenes of a sexual nature. And story will progress to more indepth sexual acts.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10
A/N: Heya, I'm back, Sorry this chapter took so fucking long! I really am sorry, I've been so busy over the holidays :( hopefully you will forgive me after you read the chapter ;) So yeah, hope you enjoy and you shall have an update for The Ville Factor tomorrow, maybe even The Pest Of Westchester :P which has been months since i updated that lol
“Bam, don’t tease me, please” Ville breathed out, his voice becoming rough. He moaned gently as Bam leaned forward, pressing his soft lips to his. Ville had never felt like this within anyone’s presence, not until he met Bam.
He felt he should give in to whatever the younger skater wanted, become Bam’s humble servant for the rest of his life. But he knew he’d enjoy himself. He knew, if it was going to feel like this all the time.
Even just listening to the Jackass’ voice made him excited. But now it was more, Bam’s fingers were playing with his entrance, he wanted for Bam to just push his finger in, just that little bit. But he wouldn’t, just continued to tease.
“Are you ready?” Bam started to sing “Are you ready for some darkness? Are you ready for some fun?” Ville shoved Bam’s shoulder lightly, looking deadly serious towards younger man.
“Now is not the time to sing a Turbonegro song, Bam” He stated with a moan, as Bam finally pushed his finger all the way in, he wriggled his finger just that little bit, making shots of pleasure run through the green eyed man’s veins. He slid his finger out and circled his fingertip around Ville’s puckered entrance once more, before repeating his actions, driving his index finger in harder this time, running his smooth skin along Ville’s prostate.
The older man bucked his hips, causing his lover to grin “Oh, you like that do you?” Bam asked, a slight cocky tone accompanying his words. He drove his finger in and out, picking up speed with each thrust of the digit.
Ville’s moans filled the air, giving Bam even more confidence than before.
Without asking for permission, Bam snuck his middle finger into Ville’s virgin tight entrance.
He didn’t want to hurt Ville, but he knew he had to do what he had to do, or else he would hurt Ville even more when he came to pushing his hard cock inside his ass.
Ville whimpered slightly, the stretching sensation making his entrance burn a little. But he knew he had to put up with it, or Bam’s cock will hurt a hell of a lot more if he wasn’t stretched enough for the intrusion.
Bam’s fingers stopped moving, he looked into Ville’s lust filled eyes and smiled. He leaned forward once more, pressing his swollen lips to the older man’s. While their tongues tangled and made love, Bam spread his two fingers apart, making a scissoring action. He removed his fingers, earning a whimper from Ville. It made the younger man chuckle into the kiss, Ville’s needy hands in his hair, wanting to touch himself so badly, or at least touch Bam’s hard cock, now pressing into his abdomen.
The skater added his next finger, all three digits working their way through Ville’s pain, turning it into pleasure as they stroked his prostate over and over.
“Bam, please. I need more” Ville moaned, looking into Bam’s eyes, pleading for him to make the next move.
The younger man nodded, removing his fingers from within Ville’s tight warmth, gathering the precome that had slipped from both of their cocks, massaging it onto his own hardened length.
He moaned at the feeling of his own hand wrapped around his straining member, suddenly aware that he was needing to be touch so badly, releasing some of the aching pleasure within him.
Ville licked his lips with lust, watching Bam’s hand run up and down his cock. All these years he’d watched the young skater on the television show ‘Jackass’ secretly dreaming that one day he could meet the famous Bam Margera. But his dream was now reality, looking at the expression of pure bliss spreading across the skater’s boyishly handsome face.
Stop yourself Bam, you’re going to come. Bam’s mind begged. He opened his ocean blue eyes and looked towards the green eyed beauty that lay before him, his hand movements stopped, breath caught in his throat.
Ville was sat up, just staring at the face of the younger man, he was obviously thinking about something. He grabbed the younger man’s hand and pulled him down, other hand resting on Bam’s cheek. Their forehead’s were pressed together in a lover’s embrace.
“I love you” Bam whispered to the older man, eyes focussing on the other man’s reaction.
Ville couldn’t stop the smile that was now fluttering across his face, he was just too happy that Bam had just said that and meant it. He thought that this was the highlight in his life. How everything he had done and had failed at was for a reason. If he hadn’t have been rejected from BMG Finland then he wouldn’t have gotten the job as a telemarketer, and therefore he wouldn’t be here. In Bam Margera’s home, ready to make love with him.
“I love you too” Ville whispered in reply, pressing his lips to Bam’s in a passionate kiss.
Before either of them knew it, Bam was inside Ville’s tight heat, slowly turning pain into pleasure and whimpers into moans.
He picked up his pace and gathered a perfect rhythm, thrusting straight into Ville’s prostate, making the older man scream with ecstasy, hips thrusting up to meet Bam’s in a collision of pleasure and sweat.
Bam’s hands held onto Ville’s hips, fingers bruising the pale flesh covering the sharp bone.
Bam knew he wasn’t going to last long, not after his act on his own cock not but 15 minutes ago, deciding to wrap his hand around Ville large, hardened member and started to stroke in time with each thrust. Ville’s eyes flew open and Bam could tell he was being pushed over the edge, his orgasm fast approaching.
With one last choked scream, Ville’s cock erupted, spurting out all he had over Bam’s chest and abdomen. Only a couple more thrusts and Bam was complete, spilling his seed into Ville’s tight heat, collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of his lover.
~~X~~
Jimmy climbed out of the taxi and closed the car door behind him, he stood, looking at the building in front of him.
‘Manchester Apollo Theatre’ Read the sign above the buildings entrance doors. Jimmy walked up to the building and checked his watch. 6:19pm.
It was only an hour and ten minutes before the show started, he looked around and decided to enter the building, looking around once more to look for a ticket booth.
Eventually he found one, the tickets were £25 each and so he coughed up the money and went to visit the little boy’s room.
The doors to the building where going to close within a couple of minutes, but instead of walking out he stayed put. The plan had worked many times before and so he thought he’d give it a shot.
Outside the building’s glass doors, people started to queue up in one long line, the show seemed to have a lot of teenage fans, singing songs about soup and pancakes.
Jimmy walked through the main hall, straight through to the backstage door. Taking a deep breath, he tapped his knuckles on the hard wood door and it suddenly swung open.
A tall, muscular, bald security guard stood before him, towering over him like a cruise would with a rowing boat. “How may I help you, sir?” The guard raised an eyebrow and folded his arms over his chest, waiting for an explanation.
“Hi, I’m Jimmy Pop from The Bloodhound Gang, I was wondering if I could meet the stars of the night” He put on his best charming smile, making the security guard grunt and turn away.
“Mr. Fielding! There’s a visitor for you!” He bellowed into the large room behind him, suddenly a man about 5’10” tall, came to the door. He was light in weight with long black layered hair, big blue eyes and handsome features.
“Hi” He said with a smile, his strong London accent shining through. He looked at Jimmy with curious eyes, then an expression turned to deep thought “I know you from somewhere” He stated, making the singer chuckle slightly.
“You might know me from a band. I’m Jimmy Pop from The Bloodhound Gang” He said, extending his arm for the handsome man to shake. The man gladly excepted the hand and shook it gently.
“Wow, this is cool, come in” He smiled like a little boy and stepped aside, allowing Jimmy to pass him and walk into the backstage room.
Jimmy certainly knew that this was going to be a great night, by the look of the man dressed in an ape costume, another man dressed as some sort of genie and the various costumes sat in the corner, including a sailor outfit.
Oh yes, a great night.
A/N 2: Please comment :) Comments make my world go round :D
Author:
kimmixvalox616
Pairing: Vam, Jimmy& ****
Rating: R
Summary: Doesn't everyone just hate those f**king Telesales people? Bam did, that was until he heard his voice.
Disclaimer: I'm not suggesting that I own any of the characters mentioned in this story, I only own the plot.
Warning: This Chapter Contains scenes of a sexual nature. And story will progress to more indepth sexual acts.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10
A/N: Heya, I'm back, Sorry this chapter took so fucking long! I really am sorry, I've been so busy over the holidays :( hopefully you will forgive me after you read the chapter ;) So yeah, hope you enjoy and you shall have an update for The Ville Factor tomorrow, maybe even The Pest Of Westchester :P which has been months since i updated that lol
“Bam, don’t tease me, please” Ville breathed out, his voice becoming rough. He moaned gently as Bam leaned forward, pressing his soft lips to his. Ville had never felt like this within anyone’s presence, not until he met Bam.
He felt he should give in to whatever the younger skater wanted, become Bam’s humble servant for the rest of his life. But he knew he’d enjoy himself. He knew, if it was going to feel like this all the time.
Even just listening to the Jackass’ voice made him excited. But now it was more, Bam’s fingers were playing with his entrance, he wanted for Bam to just push his finger in, just that little bit. But he wouldn’t, just continued to tease.
“Are you ready?” Bam started to sing “Are you ready for some darkness? Are you ready for some fun?” Ville shoved Bam’s shoulder lightly, looking deadly serious towards younger man.
“Now is not the time to sing a Turbonegro song, Bam” He stated with a moan, as Bam finally pushed his finger all the way in, he wriggled his finger just that little bit, making shots of pleasure run through the green eyed man’s veins. He slid his finger out and circled his fingertip around Ville’s puckered entrance once more, before repeating his actions, driving his index finger in harder this time, running his smooth skin along Ville’s prostate.
The older man bucked his hips, causing his lover to grin “Oh, you like that do you?” Bam asked, a slight cocky tone accompanying his words. He drove his finger in and out, picking up speed with each thrust of the digit.
Ville’s moans filled the air, giving Bam even more confidence than before.
Without asking for permission, Bam snuck his middle finger into Ville’s virgin tight entrance.
He didn’t want to hurt Ville, but he knew he had to do what he had to do, or else he would hurt Ville even more when he came to pushing his hard cock inside his ass.
Ville whimpered slightly, the stretching sensation making his entrance burn a little. But he knew he had to put up with it, or Bam’s cock will hurt a hell of a lot more if he wasn’t stretched enough for the intrusion.
Bam’s fingers stopped moving, he looked into Ville’s lust filled eyes and smiled. He leaned forward once more, pressing his swollen lips to the older man’s. While their tongues tangled and made love, Bam spread his two fingers apart, making a scissoring action. He removed his fingers, earning a whimper from Ville. It made the younger man chuckle into the kiss, Ville’s needy hands in his hair, wanting to touch himself so badly, or at least touch Bam’s hard cock, now pressing into his abdomen.
The skater added his next finger, all three digits working their way through Ville’s pain, turning it into pleasure as they stroked his prostate over and over.
“Bam, please. I need more” Ville moaned, looking into Bam’s eyes, pleading for him to make the next move.
The younger man nodded, removing his fingers from within Ville’s tight warmth, gathering the precome that had slipped from both of their cocks, massaging it onto his own hardened length.
He moaned at the feeling of his own hand wrapped around his straining member, suddenly aware that he was needing to be touch so badly, releasing some of the aching pleasure within him.
Ville licked his lips with lust, watching Bam’s hand run up and down his cock. All these years he’d watched the young skater on the television show ‘Jackass’ secretly dreaming that one day he could meet the famous Bam Margera. But his dream was now reality, looking at the expression of pure bliss spreading across the skater’s boyishly handsome face.
Stop yourself Bam, you’re going to come. Bam’s mind begged. He opened his ocean blue eyes and looked towards the green eyed beauty that lay before him, his hand movements stopped, breath caught in his throat.
Ville was sat up, just staring at the face of the younger man, he was obviously thinking about something. He grabbed the younger man’s hand and pulled him down, other hand resting on Bam’s cheek. Their forehead’s were pressed together in a lover’s embrace.
“I love you” Bam whispered to the older man, eyes focussing on the other man’s reaction.
Ville couldn’t stop the smile that was now fluttering across his face, he was just too happy that Bam had just said that and meant it. He thought that this was the highlight in his life. How everything he had done and had failed at was for a reason. If he hadn’t have been rejected from BMG Finland then he wouldn’t have gotten the job as a telemarketer, and therefore he wouldn’t be here. In Bam Margera’s home, ready to make love with him.
“I love you too” Ville whispered in reply, pressing his lips to Bam’s in a passionate kiss.
Before either of them knew it, Bam was inside Ville’s tight heat, slowly turning pain into pleasure and whimpers into moans.
He picked up his pace and gathered a perfect rhythm, thrusting straight into Ville’s prostate, making the older man scream with ecstasy, hips thrusting up to meet Bam’s in a collision of pleasure and sweat.
Bam’s hands held onto Ville’s hips, fingers bruising the pale flesh covering the sharp bone.
Bam knew he wasn’t going to last long, not after his act on his own cock not but 15 minutes ago, deciding to wrap his hand around Ville large, hardened member and started to stroke in time with each thrust. Ville’s eyes flew open and Bam could tell he was being pushed over the edge, his orgasm fast approaching.
With one last choked scream, Ville’s cock erupted, spurting out all he had over Bam’s chest and abdomen. Only a couple more thrusts and Bam was complete, spilling his seed into Ville’s tight heat, collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of his lover.
~~X~~
Jimmy climbed out of the taxi and closed the car door behind him, he stood, looking at the building in front of him.
‘Manchester Apollo Theatre’ Read the sign above the buildings entrance doors. Jimmy walked up to the building and checked his watch. 6:19pm.
It was only an hour and ten minutes before the show started, he looked around and decided to enter the building, looking around once more to look for a ticket booth.
Eventually he found one, the tickets were £25 each and so he coughed up the money and went to visit the little boy’s room.
The doors to the building where going to close within a couple of minutes, but instead of walking out he stayed put. The plan had worked many times before and so he thought he’d give it a shot.
Outside the building’s glass doors, people started to queue up in one long line, the show seemed to have a lot of teenage fans, singing songs about soup and pancakes.
Jimmy walked through the main hall, straight through to the backstage door. Taking a deep breath, he tapped his knuckles on the hard wood door and it suddenly swung open.
A tall, muscular, bald security guard stood before him, towering over him like a cruise would with a rowing boat. “How may I help you, sir?” The guard raised an eyebrow and folded his arms over his chest, waiting for an explanation.
“Hi, I’m Jimmy Pop from The Bloodhound Gang, I was wondering if I could meet the stars of the night” He put on his best charming smile, making the security guard grunt and turn away.
“Mr. Fielding! There’s a visitor for you!” He bellowed into the large room behind him, suddenly a man about 5’10” tall, came to the door. He was light in weight with long black layered hair, big blue eyes and handsome features.
“Hi” He said with a smile, his strong London accent shining through. He looked at Jimmy with curious eyes, then an expression turned to deep thought “I know you from somewhere” He stated, making the singer chuckle slightly.
“You might know me from a band. I’m Jimmy Pop from The Bloodhound Gang” He said, extending his arm for the handsome man to shake. The man gladly excepted the hand and shook it gently.
“Wow, this is cool, come in” He smiled like a little boy and stepped aside, allowing Jimmy to pass him and walk into the backstage room.
Jimmy certainly knew that this was going to be a great night, by the look of the man dressed in an ape costume, another man dressed as some sort of genie and the various costumes sat in the corner, including a sailor outfit.
Oh yes, a great night.
A/N 2: Please comment :) Comments make my world go round :D