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| The Sex Show; ChrisxKirk, DavexJames, JamesxLars - Warning, KINK ahead, LOTS of it! NC-17 Rated! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: October 29, 2011, 6:42 pm (8,405 Views) | |
| MetalliSarah | November 18, 2011, 7:25 pm Post #31 |
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Sweet guys.
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| Jik Hyun | November 19, 2011, 12:24 am Post #32 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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canna wait for more. |
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| Aria | November 24, 2011, 7:45 pm Post #33 |
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I'm sorry that the chapter is so late. I've been sicker than a dog. Still trying to recover. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ He couldn't hide the fact that he'd found himself a little disappointed when Kirk started to get dressed. He couldn't look at him directly without his heart lurching uncomfortably. He smiled at the kiss to his cheek. "Shame." He sighed. "No, thank you." Chris picked up his bag, slipping on his sandals and walking to leave the room. "I'll walk you out." Kirk said, slipping on flip flops and walking by his side towards the front door. The short walk was filled with a heavy silence. Sighs, mouths opening to talk, words failing them both. Hell if it wasn't a little painful to do. He wanted to stay. When they reached the front door, he picked his keys out of his pocket, looking at them with a soft smile. God, he'd been so desperate. "I'll…uh….see you again soon?" Kirk asked softly, watching Chris look at his keys, his heart lurching again uncomfortably. "Uh," Chris looked up at him briefly, smiling sadly. "Yeah... soon." He remotely unlocked his car and walked towards it, opening the door and sitting in the driver's seat, putting his keys in the ignition. His hands took the wheel. Goddamn it... Kirk stood in the doorway for a few minutes more, watching Chris climb into his car. He couldn't watch him drive away. He couldn't do it. Closing his door, he turned and walked upstairs, taking care of the dishes that Chris had left on the bed. He hadn't moved. It was as though his hands had been glued in that position. His car was still parked in Kirk's driveway. He bowed his head, wishing that he could muster the courage to just get back out of his car and kiss him goodbye properly but, he couldn't. He just sat there. He grabbed his phone from its charging stand in the car and called James. A courtesy call with a purpose. James heard his phone ring and reached over for it with a bit of a groan. Fuck, he'd been so comfy on the couch. "Hello?" He smiled when he heard James' voice on the other end of the line. "Oh, hey James, it's Chris." he looked at his hand that was idly scratching at the leather seating. "Hey! What's up man? You disappeared last night!" James said, grinning and leaning back on the couch again. "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry about that." He apologised, blushing a little. "Had something to take care of. Sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving, it was... really rude of me." "Nah, it's totally fine, if you had shit to do, you had shit to do." James said, waving it off. "You weren't the only one to disappear, so it was fine. Don't worry about it." He blushed a deeper shade of red. "Well, yeah. It was a great night though." He smiled, looking up at Kirk's house. God, what do I tell him without revealing too much? He bit at one of his fingers that was clutching his phone. "Well, I'm glad to hear that you had fun. We'll have to do it again sometime soon." James said, grinning a little more. "So what's up? You heading home from whatever distracted you last night?" "Uh," His breath caught. "Kind of." Chris admitted, biting harder. "Sat in my car in the driveway." He chuckled softly. "Haven't managed to leave yet?" James asked, raising an eyebrow. "No, not yet." He smiled. "Feeling kinda awkward about leaving. Kinda left them a little underwhelmed." Chris’ heart thudded when he thought about the fact that he was still just sitting there in his car. James laughed. "Well, fuck, then. Go blow her socks off." He said, grinning. "Who knows, maybe she'll be the future Mrs. Broderick.” Chris laughed with James. Mostly at the 'Mrs' part. "Yeah, maybe I should just go back in and do that." He smiled, looking up at his house again. "Well, just called to thank you for last night and apologise for darting off." "Fuck yes you should!" James said, shaking his head. "There's no should about it. Get your ass back in there! And no need to apologize. Go kiss her socks off." He laughed. "Thanks man, catch you later." He smiled, still looking up as he tore his keys from the ignition, pocketed them and flung the car door open. Kirk had trudged back upstairs and was trying to think. He was in his music room, idly plucking at one of his guitars. Chris was gone now. Time to get to work. James grinned and hung up, flopping back on the couch, a small pang of envy hitting him. Chris hung up his phone, putting it in his pocket, striding towards the front door that he'd left through not an hour before. He hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before pressing the door bell. Hearing his doorbell ring, Kirk looked up in surprise. His heart jumped into his throat, though he knew it wasn't Chris. He'd left already. Putting his guitar away, he headed downstairs, then opened the front door, gaping at the brunette standing there. "Ch-Chris?" "Hey." He smiled, tugging Kirk into his arms and kissing him hard. He wrapped an arm around his waist and his other around his shoulders. Kirk couldn't think. All he could feel was Chris' insistent lips on his and his arms wrapped around him hugging him tight. He responded slowly, his lips moving back against Chris', until they were both swallowed up in a kiss that was almost too deep to escape from. He sunk into him, eyes falling closed, tilting Kirk's head up to his, melding them together. This was the kiss that he'd wanted to indulge in, in bed, hours ago. Claiming the chance he'd ditched... back. He groaned. This kiss was almost too powerful. He couldn't escape from it. Kirk pressed closer, his tongue diving into Chris' mouth, kissing him back, pressing tightly against him. Chris' heart thumped in its cage, his tongue wrestling with Kirk's between them. They just stood there, making out passionately on the door step for a few minutes, tension and need for the other building. Finally, Kirk managed to pull back from the kiss, panting quietly, holding the door open for Chris to walk in, his eyes glazed in passion. "C-come on in." He smiled brightly, regaining his balance, stepping inside out of the warm morning sun. "Okay." Chris blushed, biting his lip gently. Kirk closed the door behind him, the sound of it shutting echoing loudly in the room. "Uh, wh-what are you….I mean…." He shook his head, turning back to Kirk and kissing him again, softer this time, taking his hands. "No..." He breathed softly between kisses. "No more talking..." Looking up at Chris, Kirk leaned into the kiss and gave a small groan. "O-okay. No more talking." He whispered. Chris pulled him, blindly, into the nearest room that had somewhere that they could sit, walking backwards, still holding Kirk to him, kissing him softly. He smiled at him and sat down on the sofa closest to him. Kirk hesitated only a second before he straddled Chris' lap and leaned in for another kiss with a small groan. Fuck, he needed more of those kisses. He wrapped his arms around Kirk's waist, hands resting on his lower back, holding him near to him. He delved back into the kiss that Kirk had restarted, locking him into place. He moaned into the kiss and rocked gently against Chris, his body already wanting, craving more. His hands felt so good, and all he wanted was more kisses and touches. He pulled away a fraction and looked at Chris. "You should have left." He said softly. Chris' face fell a little, lip quirking. "Should I?" He sighed, doubt racking him again. Maybe he should've. He was so torn about leaving in the first place. He'd half followed Kirk's lead in the first place. "I don't know if I can let you go again." Kirk whispered, leaning close and kissing him, this time with an added tinge of desperation. He needed Chris, needed to feel him, touch him, kiss him, love him. All of it. His pulse quickened. Hearing Kirk say that made him nervous, in a perfectly acceptable way. He'd felt the desperation in Kirk's body, having felt him tighten in his grip. He slipped his hands under the waistband of his pants, barely an inch inside, pressing Kirk closer, paying close attention to him. Kirk moaned softly and pressed closer to him, deepening the kiss, wanting, needing more. "Please Chris, please…." He whispered against his lips. "Please. Just touch me, please." Kirk begged, embarrassed but so turned on he didn't care. Chris moaned softly at Kirk's begging. His blood was boiling inside of him, body aching with need. "Where do you want me to touch you?" He smiled against his lips, whispering, kissing. Reaching out, he grabbed Chris' hand and brought it to the front of his pants, moaning loudly, his hips rocking forward. "Here, I need you to touch me here." Kirk said, his voice a husky purr. He did need it. Bad. Fuck. Gasping a growl, he felt Kirk rock up into his hand, held there by him. He took the reigns and palmed the slight bulge in his pants, rubbing with the heel of his hand before moving to unbutton his pants, tearing them open, sliding his hand inside, groaning, feeling Kirk's hot cock against his skin. It made him harden up, want for him suddenly growing. Kirk buried his face in Chris' neck, panting and whimpering as his pants were ripped open, his hips moving even more eagerly. "Yes, fuck, touch me, right there, please…I need you to stroke me Chris, I want to feel your hand on me. Please, please…" Without another thought, Chris curled his hand around Kirk, slowly pumping him. "Unnnh..." He grinned, softly pecking at the side of Kirk's neck, him having buried his face into his own. "So eager... aren't you?" He panted, suckling his skin, eyes cast towards the side of Kirk's sexually charged face. Moaning again, he nodded, his hips already rocking into the touch from Chris, his fingers tangling in Chris' still damp hair. "Y-yes, oh fuck….I've wanted you to touch me since you first started teasing me…just like this…f-fuck…" Kirk panted, licking his lips, staring at him. A moan slipped from his lips, breathing fire. "Mmmm... you have, huh? Wanted me to fist your cock... since last night?" He kissed, locking eyes with him. "You should have... said." Chris gulped at the intensity in his eyes. "Yesssssss, ah, fuck!" He swore, his eyes closing for an instant before they were open again and staring back at Chris, licking his lips. "I wanted to. Oh how I wanted to tell you that I wanted your big hands wrapped around my cock, tugging and stroking me until I screamed." _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ More to come soon. |
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| Oh Hell | November 24, 2011, 10:00 pm Post #34 |
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| MetalliSarah | November 25, 2011, 12:17 am Post #35 |
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Kirk's not the only insatiable one.
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| guitar*star | November 28, 2011, 6:24 am Post #36 |
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Please, don't leave us hanging like this! |
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| Aria | November 28, 2011, 11:06 am Post #37 |
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Hehehehehe. I'm sorry for the torture. There will be another chapter going up tonight.
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| MetallicaObsessed | November 28, 2011, 12:47 pm Post #38 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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YAY!!!! |
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| Jik Hyun | November 29, 2011, 1:30 am Post #39 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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love the fic HATE the cliffhangers |
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| Aria | November 29, 2011, 5:03 am Post #40 |
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NaNoWriMo got in the way of a timely post, sorry! Here's moar porn for you guys! I PROMISE once NaNo is over I will get back to regular updates. This fic is massive (over 200 pages long, and over 110k in words), so I've got a tooooooon more to go! ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Oh..." He grinned fondly, gripping him a little tighter, stroking a little harder, shucking Kirk's pants over his hips with his free hand, gently spanking his bare ass gently. "I love how you beg..." Chris whispered, eyes softening to him seductively, kissing over his lips. "... And I want you to scream..." He laid his hand on Kirk's round ass and toyed with it, fingertips digging in. "Just... not yet...” He shivered and moaned even more loudly as Chris got rid of his pants and spanked him gently. "Nnnngh, please Chris, I want you to make me scream….please, please…." Chris' pants tightened suddenly on feeling Kirk shiver, body close to his own. "I will." He told him, nodding softly, edging himself out of his shirt. He pulled Kirk away from him just for a moment while he stripped it off over his head. He tossed it aside and tugged Kirk closer again, stroking him hard, breathing a whisper in his ear. "Wanna scream for me?" He purred, barely audible. The second their shirts were off, Kirk pressed closer to him. "Yessssssssssss." He hissed out. Fuck, this was too much for him. He was already ready to explode. "F-fuuuuuuck." He nipped at his cheek and jawline, squeezing him tighter, jerking him fast. "Come on, I wanna see you..." He panted. "Come on my stomach." He purred, feeling particularly dirty... and obviously wanting to get dirtier. Kirk shuddered and rocked harder into his hand, trying to get himself off. "Ooooh!" He whined, arching his hips up and into Chris' hand, his orgasm rushing up on him. Gasping, Kirk pulled on Chris' hair hard, screaming as he exploded all over both of their stomachs. "Uhhh!" Chris moaned at the particularly hard pull on his hair and the grip that followed it as Kirk shot on their stomachs. "Good..." He sighed, grinning wide at him, letting him cool off, holding him tight in place. Kirk blushed as Chris said good and he leaned closer and panted against his neck. "Nnnnnnnngh...." He whimpered. "God....Chris." Chris kissed his cheek, idly patting his butt. "Wanna go to bed?" He whispered against his skin, with a smile in his voice. "I'll carry you..." He grinned, kissing any part of exposed skin that he could reach. His blush darkened at the idea of being carried. He couldn't do that. Fuck. "I....uhhh..." Kirk wanted it but didn't want it at the same time. "Bed sounds great." He whispered. "You can walk if you want." He grinned. "Means I don't get come smooshed on my skin." His smiled broadened naughtily. "Come on, I won't bite you... not unless you want me to in which case, I'll devour you..." "I wouldn't mind being carried..." Kirk said shyly. "NorwouldImindbeingtiedupgaggedandblindfoldedorbitten." He said in a rush. "Okay..." Chris grinned, picking him up and holding him around his waist, wrapping his legs round him, he chuckled. "Oh... and run that by me again..." He grinned lustfully. "Gagged... bitten... and?" Kirk wrapped his legs tightly around Chris and flushed. "Bitten, tied up, gagged, blindfolded, all of the above." He whispered shyly. "Okay. Adding to list of 'Things that're hot about Kirk'." He chuckled, kissing his lips softly as he carried him up the stairs. "I like a bit of 'play' too." Chris whispered back. "You do?" He asked in amazement. He nodded. "Yeah." A smile brightened his face. "I've been tied up once or twice in my life. Toys are more me..." He smiled, blushing with his admission. "And biting... all fair game." He kissed, reaching the top of the stairs after their slow ascent, walking into Kirk's bedroom. Kirk brightened. "What kind of toys? Dildos and vibrators?" He had his own collection here of course. But everyone thought him a freak for having it. He set Kirk down, laying him back on the bed before crawling on top of him. "I've used... cock rings and small dildos." He smiled. "I love being teased around my asshole... not necessarily inside... with a vibrator." Chris kissed up his nude body, lapping over his nipples. "I just like being teased." He grinned. Kirk moaned and shivered as Chris crawled on top of him and kept teasing. "Nnnnn....I....ah....noticed when I fingered you..." He groaned out. Fuck, this was insane...he was having this conversation with Chris. "Oh yeah..." Chris blushed, kissing the bottom of Kirk's chin, purposefully avoiding his lips. "That was insane... felt so good." He growled softly, kissing his cheek and then dipping back to his chest. He looked up at him and smiled, nipping the skin on his chest before sliding back up to kiss him fully. "You wouldn't... object to a little toying would you?" He grinned. "That is if you don't mind getting it from a shuddering screaming wreck..." He chuckled. He did the only thing he could think to do in that moment. Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around Chris and moaned out his yes. "Oh yes....oh please...." Kirk wrapped his arms around Chris" shoulders. Tugging him closer, he stared into his eyes. "Tease me, torture me. I want all of it." His eyes widened. "Note to self. Mention toys more often." Chris chuckled, capturing Kirk's lips with his own for a couple of moments. "Show me what you got..." He purred. "Then I'll tease you and tie you up as hard as you'd like... but, I won't 'hurt' you." "Open the bedside drawer." Kirk said, suddenly shy. There were dildos and vibrators of every size, beads, cock rings, handcuffs and silk scarves. "H-help yourself." He leaned over and opened the draw, grinning darkly, eyes filled with lust. "Holy shit, Kirk... did you buy out the whole store?" he growled softly, looking back to Kirk. He reached in and picked out a vibrator, cock ring and a small bottle of lube. He slid his shorts down and off, kicking them off his foot, onto the floor. "Spread those pretty legs for me?" he commanded softly with a kiss. Kirk spread his legs and grinned. "This is just my on-hand collection." He said as he spread his legs, nice and wide for Chris. He blushed for a moment when he realized how slutty that must have sounded. He grinned, biting his lip at what he was about to say. "Some day, take me to your toy vault and show me the lot..." He ran his hand down the inside of Kirk's thigh. "God, your skin's so perfect..." Chris purred, moving his hand up Kirk's stomach and then back down between his legs. Picking up the lube, he smiled, kissing Kirk gently before wetting the plastic vibrator a little, flipping it on, surprised at how powerful its vibrations were. He set the tip down on Kirk's collarbone, tracing down and around his body with it. "It's just in my walk in closet." Well...it was a separate toy room. He never showed it to anyone. He watched Chris turn on the toy and shivered as it started to make it's way down his body. "F-fuck...Chris...." Kirk moaned out. He wanted....needed more. On hearing Kirk moan out for more, Chris smirked. He ran it over Kirk's nipples with a smile and rubbed over them with it, pressing down. He reached back over the drawer and grabbed a scarf. "Hold this..." He presented him with the vibrator. "Play with it for a second while I put this on you." He smiled, pressing the scarf over Kirk's eyes, tilting his head up so that he could tie it tight at the back of his head, blindfolding him. "Time for a game of 'Vibe or No Vibe'." He grinned, not that Kirk could see him any more. He gasped and writhed underneath the touch like that. Then Chris commanded him to tease himself while he was blindfolded. Kirk gripped his vibrator and kept doing just that, whimpering. "H-How do you play?" He whimpered out. "If you behave, stay quiet and moan like a good Kirk, you get the vibe." He smiled. "Beg... like a bad Kirk... and I'll take it away." Kirk moaned and nodded. "Yes master, I understand..." He whispered. And he would do like he was told, like a good little boy. He smirked. "Master, huh?" He smiled taking the vibe from Kirk and placing it at the base of his cock. "I think I could come to like that..." He smiled, wriggling it there, watching Kirk's face. "I think I could come to love calling you that..." Kirk purred softly. He arched and moaned even more loudly as Chris took the vibe and pressed it against his body, making him shudder. Chris' smile only grew wider as Kirk writhed under him. He drew the vibrator up his length to its head, circling it over the tip. He was determined to drive Kirk to begging for it to be somewhere else, just so he could deny him it for a little while and watch him ask for it back. Kirk struggled not to say anything when he was touched. Arching, he moaned and shuddered. Fuck...he almost couldn't stand this. It was too much! "Oooooh! F-fuck!!" "Mmmm... that's it. Keep that up." He smiled proudly, moving the vibrator back down his cock, to his balls, skirting to his entrance and back up. "You want it in your ass?" He smiled naughtily. C'mon Kirk... He had been determined not to say anything to him. Not to beg. He wanted the vibrator too much. He wasn't going to say anything to spoil it. Kirk was determined. It was only when it moved down lower, and over his balls to tease his entrance that he was undone. Arching and moaning loudly, he nodded, licking his lips and spreading his legs further. "Oh yes please master, oh please. I want to feel it inside me, not just teasing me." He begged, forgetting the rules of their game, just wanting more of that one touch. "Kirk..." He smiled, biting down on his lip. "You're so hot when you moan for me... and I hate to do this... but," He pulled the vibrator away from him gently. "Wrong answer." Chris grinned, kissing Kirk's nose. He teased over his own chest, letting it buzz down his sternum, stomach and finally around his balls. "Fuck that's good." He grinned wider, moaning. "Want it back?" Kirk whimpered as the vibrator pulled away from him, looking up at where he thought Chris was, sweat trickling down behind the blindfold. He heard the vibrator and Chris groan, immediately guessing what he was doing with it, a low groan escaping when Chris asked him if he wanted it back. Not trusting himself not to beg, he nodded, several times over. Kirk licked his lips, unable to articulate just how much he did want it back on him. "Please." He whispered. |
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| guitar*star | November 29, 2011, 8:31 am Post #41 |
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naughty Kirk naughty Chris naughty toys ![]() MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! |
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| MetallicaObsessed | November 29, 2011, 1:07 pm Post #42 |
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Holy smut balls! That. Was. HOT! |
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| Jik Hyun | November 29, 2011, 9:18 pm Post #43 |
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jesus fuck on toast that was mad ass hot. |
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| MetalliSarah | November 30, 2011, 2:26 am Post #44 |
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MOOORRRRREEEEEEE!! <----- my look of desperation. |
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| the_unforgiven | November 30, 2011, 3:06 am Post #45 |
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