Secret Summer fic
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wl_fanfictionThis is for Jessica Hum.
Whose Line/ Colbert Report
NC17
Stephen Colbert/? and a Mystery guest.
Here it is and I hope you liked it. :D
Written in one sitting. No beta no practice no clue! Whee!
<
*Sweet baby Jesus, how tawdry.* The mocking internal tone insinuates itself as my head bounces lightly against the brick behind me. I look up to the stars, partly made translucelent by smog and city air meld with the unmistakable sound of being unzipped. My breath catches, despite my best efforts. Air courses itself in, cool and not unpleasant.
“Heh. Someone went commando.”
“It-it’s good luck” I can hear my jacket scrape the wall. I bite my lip and spread my hands next to the brick as he smirks in the pale light, leaning in close. My face heats up, dammn my blushing like a virgin!
He curls his fingers around me as he leans in even closer, stooping slightly, my lips prickling with the proximity half open in a (not probably very manly) gasp. The Kiss is unforgiving, his stubble scraping across my chin and oh gawd is it good.
His hand is suddenly not there and I blink in confusion, though the deep tongue lashing he’s giving me is distracting me certainly. I pant through the kiss, suddenly, mortifyingly aware of how much I want this, my cock smacking wetly against the hem of my shirt..
A quiet plastic-like rip sounds though the air and I realize, impressed, that he is rolling on a condom while not breaking the not-so-much-a–kiss-as-it-is-a–full-out-fucking-of- my-mouth.
Wet kisses trail down my neck and he grates out, voice rough and breathy
“Turn around.”
I shuffle awkwardly around, ( all brain power fled southward not long ago) and rest my head on my folded arms cocking my hips back, wondering, belatedly if this is seeming too eager.
He chuckles, darkly. “Good boy.”
I growl and he laughs again, and rests one hand on my hip, the other next to my head. I have a moment to revel in the strange feeling of security when he pushes in with a sigh that turns into a groan halfway.
My breath is pushed out of me in a *wuff* and my eyes roll back in my head. Sweet holy Jesus thank you for tall men!
He pushes in and out relentlessly and I shudder as he drags across my prostrate every time, hard and perfect and as only gritty alley sex can be. I push into his hips as hard as I can , panting against my folded arms.
He growls, dropping obscenities into my ear and gnawing on my shoulder.
“Oh God”-and I sound so broken and needy and I don’t care and--
He bites down on my neck and that is it, I feel him shudder against me as I almost black out with the force of my orgasm. *bones and all*
He slumps against me, both of us gasping as though we were drowning on air. Our breathes slow and he runs his hand up my side, over my clothes, the heat from his body etching a lines into my skin.
“Good evening Gentlemen.” The acerbic tones float down the alleyway, air stained with that distinctive smell of man-sex.
“Greg.” He nods , palms still resting on the wall, framing my head.
“Ryan.” He intones, a hidden smile slinking out the edges of his eyes. “and Stephen Colbert?”
I look up, trying in my heart to find the energy to be embarrassed and upon not finding any, I incline my head, trying valiantly to look as composed as you can with another man’s cock still inside you.
Greg pauses at the entrance to the alley, light making him seem even more pale that usual, his eyes glittering. “I have an apartment not far from here.” He gestures “Perhaps you two would like to join me for a nightcap?”
“Well isn’t that Just the way it is.” Ryan said with a note of finality. “What I mean we’d love to.”
Greg nods, same implacable expression on his face and steps out of the frame, footsteps stilling not far away in the quiet night.
Ryan slides out with a wince and a sigh. I pull my pants up, awkwardly and manage somehow to get myself in order.
I look up and Ryan, already dressed and ready looks my up and down and a faint stir shoots down my cock.
He inclines his head “Coming?”
I smile and run my hand through my hair. I take a few steps towards him and say
“Again? I’d love to!”
Whose Line/ Colbert Report
NC17
Stephen Colbert/? and a Mystery guest.
Here it is and I hope you liked it. :D
Written in one sitting. No beta no practice no clue! Whee!
<
*Sweet baby Jesus, how tawdry.* The mocking internal tone insinuates itself as my head bounces lightly against the brick behind me. I look up to the stars, partly made translucelent by smog and city air meld with the unmistakable sound of being unzipped. My breath catches, despite my best efforts. Air courses itself in, cool and not unpleasant.
“Heh. Someone went commando.”
“It-it’s good luck” I can hear my jacket scrape the wall. I bite my lip and spread my hands next to the brick as he smirks in the pale light, leaning in close. My face heats up, dammn my blushing like a virgin!
He curls his fingers around me as he leans in even closer, stooping slightly, my lips prickling with the proximity half open in a (not probably very manly) gasp. The Kiss is unforgiving, his stubble scraping across my chin and oh gawd is it good.
His hand is suddenly not there and I blink in confusion, though the deep tongue lashing he’s giving me is distracting me certainly. I pant through the kiss, suddenly, mortifyingly aware of how much I want this, my cock smacking wetly against the hem of my shirt..
A quiet plastic-like rip sounds though the air and I realize, impressed, that he is rolling on a condom while not breaking the not-so-much-a–kiss-as-it-is-a–full-out-fucking-of- my-mouth.
Wet kisses trail down my neck and he grates out, voice rough and breathy
“Turn around.”
I shuffle awkwardly around, ( all brain power fled southward not long ago) and rest my head on my folded arms cocking my hips back, wondering, belatedly if this is seeming too eager.
He chuckles, darkly. “Good boy.”
I growl and he laughs again, and rests one hand on my hip, the other next to my head. I have a moment to revel in the strange feeling of security when he pushes in with a sigh that turns into a groan halfway.
My breath is pushed out of me in a *wuff* and my eyes roll back in my head. Sweet holy Jesus thank you for tall men!
He pushes in and out relentlessly and I shudder as he drags across my prostrate every time, hard and perfect and as only gritty alley sex can be. I push into his hips as hard as I can , panting against my folded arms.
He growls, dropping obscenities into my ear and gnawing on my shoulder.
“Oh God”-and I sound so broken and needy and I don’t care and--
He bites down on my neck and that is it, I feel him shudder against me as I almost black out with the force of my orgasm. *bones and all*
He slumps against me, both of us gasping as though we were drowning on air. Our breathes slow and he runs his hand up my side, over my clothes, the heat from his body etching a lines into my skin.
“Good evening Gentlemen.” The acerbic tones float down the alleyway, air stained with that distinctive smell of man-sex.
“Greg.” He nods , palms still resting on the wall, framing my head.
“Ryan.” He intones, a hidden smile slinking out the edges of his eyes. “and Stephen Colbert?”
I look up, trying in my heart to find the energy to be embarrassed and upon not finding any, I incline my head, trying valiantly to look as composed as you can with another man’s cock still inside you.
Greg pauses at the entrance to the alley, light making him seem even more pale that usual, his eyes glittering. “I have an apartment not far from here.” He gestures “Perhaps you two would like to join me for a nightcap?”
“Well isn’t that Just the way it is.” Ryan said with a note of finality. “What I mean we’d love to.”
Greg nods, same implacable expression on his face and steps out of the frame, footsteps stilling not far away in the quiet night.
Ryan slides out with a wince and a sigh. I pull my pants up, awkwardly and manage somehow to get myself in order.
I look up and Ryan, already dressed and ready looks my up and down and a faint stir shoots down my cock.
He inclines his head “Coming?”
I smile and run my hand through my hair. I take a few steps towards him and say
“Again? I’d love to!”
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:24 pm (UTC)“Again? I’d love to!”
*giggles*
I love how Greg is so nonchalant about finding them like that.
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:47 pm (UTC)Im glad you liked. :D
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-04 04:07 pm (UTC)Dirty alleysex is never not good. XD
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Date: 2006-09-04 03:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-04 04:10 pm (UTC)Glad you liked!
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Date: 2006-09-04 04:06 pm (UTC)How could this get any better?
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Date: 2006-09-04 04:08 pm (UTC)Your icon made me squeak with joy.
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Date: 2006-09-04 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-05 12:32 am (UTC)