Secret Arrangements
Equivalent Exchange
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Secret Arrangements
Chapter Four
Equivalent Exchange
When
got to his apartment he found the door locked.
Unwilling to believe he had beaten the two brothers there, the colonel
banged on the door. When no answer came,
he pounded again and yelled, “Edward!
Alphonse! Open this damn door
right now before I…”
But he never got the chance to finish because his neighbor,
an old crone of a woman, stuck her head out of her door way and screamed, “Shut
up! Can’t you see I’m an old woman?
turned and growled, “I think you’re going to need a whole fucking shit load of
sleep then, you old bitch!”
“You’d better just shut your trap young man!”
Glowering, the Flame Alchemist stalked menacingly toward the
woman. “You know, if it’s
sleep you need, I can help you with that...” he hissed.
The old woman’s eyes widened before she pulled her head in
like a turtle and slammed the door.
Too bad… He’d put up with the old cunt
as a neighbor for too long.
He turned when he heard laughter behind him and saw his
blond subordinate leaning against the doorframe, watching him with an amused
look on his face.
“Seriously, how the hell do people put up with you?” the
teen asked.
“Shut up,”
growled, then walked over to the blond.
the boy into the dark apartment and slammed him up against a wall; kissing him
roughly while kicking the door closed with his foot.
The kiss was sloppy and violent, each of them trying to take
control.
through his military pants.
“Off,” Ed panted as he began unbuttoning
coat, then grabbed the blond’s chin, forcing the shorter alchemist to look at
him.
“Where’s your brother?” he asked suspiciously.
Ed pulled his head away and said simply, “He’ll be here.”
The blond pulled off
military jacket, then began on the man’s pants.
For his part, the colonel was deftly unbuckling Ed’s belt and pulling
the boy’s pants down.
When Ed tried to pull his foot free from one of his boots,
he tripped on his pants and fell to the floor.
stood over the boy, looking down at the other alchemist as he tugged off his
boots, pants and boxers, and tossed them aside.
When Ed looked up, the colonel could see undisguised lust radiating from
the teen’s eyes.
Taking off his black jacket and tossing it aside, the blond
scooted back on the floor until he was in the middle of the dimly lit room, then
laid on his back.
down and began touching himself. “Come
on…” the boy urged.
“Where’s the lube?”
asked, eager to sodomize the boy for the second time
that day.
“Al has it…” Ed said and moaned as he stroked himself.
walked back to his trench coat and dug around in the pockets until he found the
small travel sized bottle of lube he always carried with him.
Never know when the opportunity will present itself.
The colonel pulled his pants down to his ankles, not
bothering with removing them completely.
He didn’t want to bother with taking off his shoes.
knelt, pushing Ed’s legs up so they rested on his shoulders.
touched his face and he was suddenly glad he still had his shirt on.
squeezed a generous amount of the thick gel in his palm then rubbed it over his
hard erection before inserting a slick finger into the shorter alchemist.
expected since he’d just screwed his subordinate a little less than an hour
ago.
The dark haired man plunged another finger in with the first
and a soft, “aaahh” came from the prostrate boy beneath
him. Grinning,
“No!” Ed gasped as
slid in a third finger. “No.
The dark haired man considered trying to get the boy to do
what he wanted, but in the end decided to let the teen have his way.
excitement later. Pulling his fingers
out from the boy,
wiped them on Ed’s tanktop.
“Bastard!” Ed swore and smacked the
man’s hand away.
grunted and moved his erection so that the tip was touching Ed’s opening.
“Just do it!” the young man hissed.
With the blond’s permission,
which he loved so much, wrap around him.
He could hear Ed’s erratic breathing beneath him and could feel it as
the boy’s muscles tightened.
“Wait!” Ed gasped.
stopped.
As much as he wanted to keep going, he knew he should
wait. Even after all this time, Ed
couldn’t take him without
having to stop at least once; sometimes it was more than once.
wanted to pound into the boy with reckless abandon, but he didn’t.
really was a heartless bastard, but he knew if he ever hurt his little boy
toy, that would be the end of their pleasurable get-togethers.
So he waited until Ed relaxed before continuing.
the boy,
felt a hand, which was definitely not Edward’s, touch his ass.
but Ed, his legs still on the man’s shoulders, squeezed the man’s neck with his
lower legs and pulled the man’s upper body down a bit.
stuck up even more.
“Don’t worry,” Ed whispered, “it’s only Al.”
Al?
A moment later
felt a slick finger enter him and he gasped, “What the hell?”
“What’s wrong?” Ed sneered.
“This is just equivalent exchange.”
“Like hell,”
growled. “I’ve never fucked him up the
ass.”
“But you will.” The
blond answered and bucked his hips against his superior officer’s.
What the boy said was true, so
The colonel felt another finger slip into him and he moaned
at the sensation.
he much more enjoyed doing the fucking than being fucked, but he knew how to
enjoy it when it happened. Hell, he even
owned a couple of anal toys that he sometimes used while beating off.
“I want my turn too,” Ed said.
smirked. “I don’t think you’ll get much
out of it. There are a couple of stray
cats around here that might be more your size…”
He stopped when the squeezing from Ed’s legs on his neck became too
tight.
“Al, forget the lube.
Fuck him dry,” Ed said flatly.
tensed, then remembered that this was
third finger and said, “Brother… that’s not very nice…”
There was a moment of silence before Ed said, “Didn’t you
hear him Al? He wants me to go out and
screw poor, defenseless kitties…”
The stretching movement of the sandy haired teen’s fingers
stopped, then pulled out.
“You little shit!”
hissed, but Ed only smirked and bucked his hips again.
The colonel snaked one hand between them and wrapped it
around Ed’s erection, then thrust hard, making the boy gasp with the
pleasure. It was then that
cock touch his opening. Silently cursing
the small blond teen, he hoped Alphonse wouldn’t take the kitty remark to
heart. He forced his body to relax as
the younger boy pushed into him, and sighed in relief when he realized the teen
had used more lube.
was breathing hard now and a drop of sweat trickled down the side of his
face. The intrusion in his ass was a bit
painful; it had been a while since anyone took him from behind.
rhythm, and
returned the gesture with a gasp. Oh
yes…it had been far too long since anyone had fucked his ass, and with the pain
fading, the sensation from behind and the pleasure from thrusting into his
blond subordinate made his mouth go slack from the double stimulation.
Moans, grunts and heavy breathing filled the air as each of
them worked to reach a climax. Al was
the first to succumb to the pleasure, which really wasn’t surprising given that
it was his first time going in the out door.
into his skin as he held tightly to
while pushing in hard and deep. The boy,
came with a loud, “aaaahh!”, then
practically slumped over
back.
The additional weight didn’t faze him though, given that he
was near climax himself. Within moments,
the blond teen beneath him began moaning, “oh fuck, oh
fuck, oh fuck” before cuming hard.
trickled down his skin. The short teen
grunted each time
thrust into him. Then suddenly
peak. The dark haired man thrust deeply
into the tight cavity of Ed’s body, then let his body go limp.
For a moment there was no sound but the gasping breaths of
the three alchemists, then Ed grunted, “Get the hell
off of me!”
felt the weight lift from his body as the younger of the two Elrics removed
himself from the pile. Slowly,
legs down from his shoulders.
“I get you next,” the short alchemist declared.
“I don’t recall ever saying you could,”
Ed’s cock was actually one massive mother fucker, and truthfully,
something up the ass that was that big.
One of the main reasons he’d never let the teen do him
before.
How someone of Ed’s height got a prick that size…well,
some sort of equivalent exchange…
He stood and pulled up his pants before helping the blond
teen up. As much as he wanted to see the
two brothers going at it,
wanted to save his ass more. Grabbing
the two boys by the backs of their necks, he led them to the door.
“What are you doing?” Ed yelped in surprise, but the dark
haired man only yanked the door open and pushed the two brothers out into the
hall.
“Well boys it was fun, but I’m getting old and I need my
rest. Night.”
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Al stared at the door in shock for a moment before a
growling sound made him look over at his brother.
“You fucking bastard!
Open this damn door right now before I bust it down, you…”
“Brother…” Al said
timidly, but his brother only continued with his rant.
The sandy haired teen sighed and looked Ed up and down.
activities. Given that Ed had nothing
else on but his black tank top, Al could see milky white liquid oozing down his
brother’s legs from his rear. There were
also wet stains on the front of the black tank top from Ed’s own cum.
Suddenly a shrill voice cut through Ed’s ranting.
I’m trying to sleep you little punks!”
Al blinked at the old woman whose head was sticking out into
the hallway. She glared at them for a
moment then yelled, “That damned Mustang!
He gets kinkier all the time! Get
some clothes on for heaven’s sake!
You’re dripping baby ingredients all over the damn floor!”
slammed the door.
For a moment they both stared at the door,
“Give me your clothes.”
“What!” Al exclaimed.
“Come on, hand them over.
gestured with his automail hand.
“No way!
on!” The younger alchemist shouted and
wrapped his arms protectively around himself.
“Fine, just give me your shirt then, it should be long
enough to cover me a bit,” Ed growled.
Al thought about it for a moment before pulling off his already
unbuttoned shirt and giving it to his brother.
Ed grunted and hung it on the door knob, then took off his tank top and
used it to clean the body fluids off himself.
button up shirt, Ed pulled the shirt on, buttoned it up, then
glared at the door.
“That fucker is going to pay for this…”
said, “Let’s go.”
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Okay, I know Ed could
have just used Alchemy to open the door, but my thinking on this is that
Mustang might have already thought of that and drawn some sort of array on the
other side of the door to prevent that from happening.
this story. Just enjoy the smut.
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