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A/N: I’d hoped to get this up sooner,
but *enter excuse about horribly busy life here* and also this chapter gave me
all kinds of problems... But, here it is!
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Blind Obsession
V
Midnight Masquerade
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Ed
watched from where he lay on his bed as Al flitted in and out of the room. His brother was always like this when he was
getting ready to go out with...whoever...
Ed didn’t even bother learning their names anymore; it wasn’t worth his
time when he knew they’d be gone in a few weeks anyway.
“Have you
seen my...” Al began and trailed off as he began digging through one of his
drawers. “Oh, never mind, I found it,” Ed
heard Al say. Sitting down on the bed
across from Ed’s, Al began pulling on his socks. “You sure you don’t want to come with us?” he
asked, tugging on the first sock.
“Yep,” Ed
replied lazily.
Al pulled
on the other sock, then gave Ed an exasperated, yet
fond, look. “Brother... It’s not just me
and her going; it’s a whole group of us.
It’ll be a lot of fun...”
“I have
to be in early tomorrow, so I can’t stay out all night,” Ed said. “You know, some of us don’t have jobs where
we can show up in the middle of the afternoon.”
Al
scowled and said, “You don’t have to
stay with the state. It’s your choice,
you know.” And one Ed knew his brother
didn’t like.
“Oh, come
off it,” Ed said wearily and glanced at the clock. Just a few more hours... “We’re at peace right now, and it’s good money.”
Al folded
his arms and shook his head. “You’re
always complaining about it. I don’t
know why you don’t just find a different job.
You could, you know.”
Ed
scowled. “I just might... I can’t believe that asshole did this to
me...” he said, thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow.
“Well, I
think it’s probably for the best,” Al said, and Ed rolled his eyes. It was something Al had been saying since he’d
told him what had happened. “It gives
you a chance to work with different people and stuff.”
“Yeah,
but I have to work with—” Ed began, but was cut off.
“Will it
be any worse than working with the colonel?” Al asked with a small smile.
Ed
grabbed his pillow from behind his head and threw it in his brother’s
direction. “They both suck!” he
exclaimed, not liking the comparison. “Are
you leaving or what?” he growled, tired of Alphonse’s optimistic attitude.
Al caught
the pillow easily, and, laughing, said, “Alright. I guess I’ll leave you to your cranky self.”
“I guess
you will,” Ed muttered ungracefully.
“You sure
you don’t want—” Al began as he stood up.
“I’m
sure,” Ed grunted. “Have fun with your
orgy.”
To this,
his brother scowled darkly. “Ed...” he
said in an offended tone.
Ed rolled
his eyes. One would think that with all
the women he dated, Al would be getting laid left and right; but Ed knew
better. His brother was as virgin as
they came, or at least that’s what Ed thought.
There was always a chance that he could be wrong, but with the way Al
always reacted to his crude sense of humor, he was pretty sure he was right.
“Yeah,
yeah... sorry,” he muttered, but Al continued to stare at him in offended
silence for a moment, then headed out of the room.
After a
couple of minutes, he heard Al call out, “I’m leaving. Last chance.”
“Have
fun,” Ed returned as he pulled out his pocket watch and depressed the button to
open it.
Half a
second later he heard the door shut, and after the second hand counted sixty
full seconds, Ed snapped it closed and quickly got out of bed. Kneeling down, Ed pulled a rectangular box
out from under his bed and stared at it for a moment. He knew what was inside; he’d opened it the
day he’d picked it up.
Quickly
opening the box, Ed pulled out the note that he’d found inside the first time
he’d opened it. Scanning the note quickly,
Ed sighed and stared at the contents of the box. At first, he’d been shocked and a little put
off. There was no way he was going to do
this. But then he had time to think it
over and the more he dwelt on it, the more interesting he thought it could be.
According
to the note, he had two choices... Ed
pulled out the contents of the box and laid them on the bed. Before him were two outfits; one of a school
girl, and the other a slinky outfit that a prostitute might wear.
Ed hadn’t
really thought about cross dressing before, but after he’d gotten over the
initial strangeness of it all, and tried the outfits on, he’d been surprised at
how good he actually looked in them.
One thing
that had shocked him was how well the clothing fit. It was as if the guy had known exactly what
size of clothing he wore. All Ed could
think of was that he’d been able to get a good look at the tags of his clothes
when they’d been doing the nasty...
Ed
grinned. The guy was thorough, and he
liked that a lot.
Fingering
the school uniform, Ed grimaced. This
was a little too... well, Ed really wasn’t into things
that made him seem younger. Besides, the
whole thing reeked of him having to play innocent, which he really didn’t want
to do right now. Maybe another time he’d
try that kink out, but right now he felt much more like acting the
whore...
Pulling
off his clothes, Ed began to get ready for the night.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy backed the state car he’d
‘borrowed’ into the dark alleyway and turned off the ignition. He had a perfect view of the corner that Ed
was supposed to meet him at. Tapping his
fingers on the steering wheel, Roy
wondered which of the outfits Ed would choose.
The waiting was exhilarating.
After
almost ten minutes, Ed showed up on the corner wearing a long, black trench
coat, and a wide-brimmed hat. Roy chuckled. He was wondering how Ed would deal with
getting from his place to here without having to walk around in public dressed
up. The thought of Ed publicly exposing
himself like that excited him though, and he reached down and fondled himself
through is pants.
The
thought was delicious, but he knew that it could only cause complications, so
he didn’t dwell on it too long. Besides,
Ed was starting to take off his hat and coat, which was much more interesting
than a fantasy.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed looked
up at the street sign and squinted to read it in the dim light. When he was satisfied he was at the right
place, Ed glanced around to be sure he was alone, then reached up and pulled
the hat off. Setting the hat on the
ground, Ed ran his real fingers through his hair, which he’d left down, then
looked nervously around again.
Even
though he couldn’t see anyone, Ed was sure the man was out there; waiting...
watching... Could there be anyone else
out there who was watching him? He
didn’t think so; the area was pretty deserted... but even if there was, no one
would know his identity.
Chewing
gently on his lip, Ed wondered if he should just take off the coat and wait, or
if he should give his fuck buddy some sort of show... He’d feel dumb if no one was really there,
yet he was sure that the man was
around. Considering all he knew about
this person, and how their meetings had gone, Ed had a feeling the man was
interested in keeping this safe—and that would mean he wouldn’t let Ed be out
here alone and blindfolded, wearing what he was. Not that Ed couldn’t defend himself if need
be, but it wasn’t as if the guy knew that.
Standing
up straight, Ed glanced around again before digging the blindfold out from one of
the coat pockets and tying it over his eyes.
He instantly felt much more vulnerable, yet also as if the blindfold
protected him from what he did when it was on.
Like when he was a child...if he couldn’t see it, then it didn’t exist.
Ed slowly
unbuttoned the first button of the coat.
Yet, this
did exist. What he was doing right now
was no lie, but it felt different. It was as if he was no longer Edward Elric
the Fullmetal Alchemist, but simply a blond teenager with long hair and
automail who liked to be a dirty slut for some stranger he didn’t even know. It felt good in
a way. It was like he was free from all
the responsibility he’d had to carry for all his life, and now he could simply
hide behind the blindfold and be some guy’s anonymous fuck.
His fingers
fumbled on the second button as they slipped through his automail fingers again
and again.
Maybe he
should feel bad or ashamed of what he was doing... maybe he did in a way,
because he’d never want anyone to find out; yet right now he could only feel
excitement and anticipation.
After
freeing the button, he moved on to the next one.
He liked
meeting up with the man. He liked the
sex. He liked how dirty and forbidden it
felt. He liked the mystery of it all,
and how well thought out these meetings were.
He liked how the man took charge and used him for his own pleasure, yet
made sure that Ed was satisfied too. He
liked how he didn’t have to be
responsible for anything, liked how he didn’t have to be himself, and liked how
he could give in to his most secret desires and most primal urges...
Ed reached
the last button and, with effort, got it undone before instinctively looking
around again, despite the fact that he couldn’t see anything.
The man,
whoever he was, seemed to understand all of that. Maybe he didn’t really, but it seemed like he
did to Ed, and that’s what mattered.
Holding
the flaps of the coat for a moment, Ed finally shrugged out of it and let it
pool at his feet. The world around him
was suddenly colder, and he shivered a little as the air hit his exposed
skin. Taking a deep breath, Ed grabbed
onto the street sign pole so that he was holding it above his head, then put
his other hand on his hip and waited expectantly.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy sat forward in his seat and
grinned widely as the coat came off. So
Ed had chosen the hooker outfit... interesting.
When Ed leaned against the pole, Roy
sat back in his seat and turned on the car.
He pulled slowly out of the alleyway and drove to where Ed was
standing. Parking the car, Roy quickly got out and made his way to Ed.
Ed’s head
turned at the sound, and after a second he grinned and said, “Hey. You lookin’
for a good time tonight?”
Roy smirked, feeling pleased that Ed
was acting the part. That made it that
much more fun. Stepping next to Ed, Roy looked over his
combed-down hair, then at the leather halter top and miniskirt. Black fishnet covered Ed’s arms, mid-drift,
and legs, and on his feet were heavy-duty, black boots which came almost up to
Ed’s knees. It was all stuff Roy had chosen, yet to
actually see Ed wearing the outfit made his cock throb and ache with need.
Reaching
down, Roy
touched the front of the miniskirt where a large lump stuck out from Ed’s
groin. Instantly his hand was pushed
aside.
“Hey
now,” Ed said smoothly. “Only paying customers get to sample the
goods.”
Roy had to stop himself from laughing
out loud at how good of a job Ed was doing at this. Well, if his little slut wanted to be paid,
so be it. Pulling out his wallet, Roy pulled out two crisp, paper bills and slid them over
Ed’s nose so that he could smell the paper, but when Ed made a grab for the
cash, Roy
pulled them away and made a ticking sound with his tongue. Ed replaced the hand to his hip and waited,
his body language expectant, confident, and unsure all at the same time.
Pulling
on the bills, Roy
folded them in half the long way, making them stick out straight before lightly
running the ends of the stiff paper over the halter top where one of Ed’s
nipples lay beneath. The teen’s mouth
dropped slightly as he tried to get more breath, and Roy licked his lips at the delicious way Ed
was reacting.
Slowly,
he dragged the cash down over Ed’s stomach, then over the lump in the
miniskirt. The lump twitched slightly,
and Roy could
see it expand slightly, then contract, before swelling again.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed tilted
his pelvis forward, trying to get more stimulation, but when he did, the man
pulled the money away, and Ed groaned slightly.
He’d had enough teasing last time.
This time he wanted some serious fucking.
The man dragged
the bills over his hips, then over his ass before slowly dragging them up his
back. Ed’s body shuddered at the
tingling sensations the money left in its wake.
He was pretty sure the man was enjoying himself. It seemed like the stranger liked teasing
him, liked making him want it. It was
awesome and frustrating at the same time because Ed already wanted it. He was already hard. It didn’t take much to make him hard; to make
him want sex.
“Are you
going to buy or what?” Ed asked, somewhat impatiently. “I don’t like people that loiter.”
A second
later Ed yelped when he felt a smack against his ass—the man’s way of saying
‘no’, or ‘be patient’, or something like that. He moved his hand back to rub at the sting,
when it was grabbed and pulled forward.
His hand was positioned in a way that his fingers were outstretched and
his palm was up, and a moment later he felt two paper bills. One of them were
pulled away, and the other was put into Ed’s hand. Ed nodded in understanding; one now, the
other after.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
After
stuffing the bill away, Roy
guided Ed’s hand down, in the process making Ed bend over, to the top of the
boot where he indicated Ed should shove the money. As Ed did so, Roy moved behind him and ran both of his
hands under the miniskirt. The fishnet
hosiery pressed into his fingers and palms as he slid them over Ed’s ass, then
to his hips where he held on tight and rubbed his groin against Ed’s rear.
“Oh
yeah...” Ed moaned and wiggled his ass a little. “Come on.
Screw me. You want what you paid
for, right?”
Stepping
back a little, Roy
squeezed Ed’s ass cheeks firmly. He took
in Ed’s bent over position and couldn’t help himself. Sliding one hand around to Ed’s front, he
pressed his palm against Ed’s cock, then smacked Ed’s ass a couple of times,
causing the teen’s hips to move forward and rub against his hand with each
smack.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
“Aaaah!” Ed gasped at the simultaneous
pain and pleasure he was feeling. He
wouldn’t have thought it possible, but the spankings actually made him more aroused. He sort of wanted more, but at that moment,
the man removed his hands.
“That
will be extra...” Ed breathed unsteadily and tried to stand up straight, but
the man pushed on his back, making him return to leaning over. Ed waited, not sure what was going to happen
next, but open to whatever it was.
After a
moment, the man grabbed his shoulders and made him stand upright. Ed frowned in confusion. If he’d wanted Ed standing, why hadn’t he
just let him... but then it dawned on him.
“You
don’t want me to do anything on my own,” Ed said, trying to affirm his
thoughts. “You want me to wait for you
to signal it...” At that, he felt a
small tapping on his nose and he couldn’t help smirking at the gesture and the silent
pun of ‘you nose it’ that it held.
Ed felt
himself being grabbed and pulled forward before hearing the door to the car
being opened. After a small pause he was
shoved roughly inside the car and the door was slammed shut. The muffled sounds of foot steps sounded
outside of the car before one of the other doors opened, closed, and the car
turned on.
He felt
the car move as the man pressed on the gas, and Ed wondered exactly where they
were going, but decided not to ask.
Instead, he moved onto his hands and knees, sniffing the air
curiously. The car smelled slightly
familiar, but then it wasn’t as if he’d been in a lot of cars. Usually he walked or took the train if he had
to go anywhere far. For all he knew, all cars smelled the same.
Without
warning, the car stopped and the engine was turned off. Well,
that was fast... Ed thought, but didn’t think anymore on it when he heard
the man get out of the car, then, a moment later, the door at his feet was
opened.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy climbed into the back seat of the
car and shut the door, then re-opened it.
There wasn’t enough room in the back seat for him to do what he wanted
to do without more legroom.
Turning
back to Ed, Roy
grabbed his hips and positioned his ass so that it was sticking up in the air. Reaching to the front seat, Roy pushed Ed’s
coat—he didn’t want to leave that or the hat—off the seat, and fished inside of
a paper sack before pulling out a string of anal beads and a bottle of lube
he’d picked up from Dickie’s shop.
Moving
back to Ed, Roy
leaned in and nipped lightly at the teen’s leg before reaching his hand down
and roughly ripping the fishnet nylon in front of Ed’s groin and over his ass.
“That’s
going to cost you extra too, Bad Boy,” Ed quipped smartly, then wiggles his ass
as if that was going to make it more desirable.
“You just going to sit there enjoying the view or are you going to get
your money’s worth? Come on, you paid
for this, now fuck me like the slut I am!” Roy
smirked. Ed was much too eager to get to
the meat of it all. He needed to learn
to slow down and enjoy everything.
Grinning
widely, Roy
flipped open the cap on the bottle of lube and squeezed a good amount into his
hand before tossing the bottle on the floor.
After generously spreading the lube over the beads, Roy slipped the first, and smallest, bead
into Ed’s entrance.
At this,
Ed’s head snapped up and he asked in surprise and a bit of concern, “What the
fuck is that?”
With the
hand not covered in lube, Roy
gently patted Ed’s butt cheek, trying to silently reassure him that everything
was alright. After all, this was
probably the kid’s first experience with sex toys like this.
Roy pushed on Ed a little, indicating
that he wanted him to move over a bit.
Ed did so, then stopped momentarily when
his head met the door, but when Roy
kept pushing, Ed lifted the top part of his body, scooted forward, and rested
his forehead against the window.
Taking a
deep breath, Roy
awkwardly turned on his back, letting his legs hang out of the car, and slid
over the seat until his mouth was near Ed’s cock, then pulled on Ed to get him
to move down. When he did, Roy slipped his mouth over
Ed’s erection and slid another bead inside.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed moaned
loudly and bucked his hips. Whatever it
was the man was putting inside of him felt amazing! That, combined with being sucked on, made him
want to blow his load so bad... He
suddenly had the insane urge to hold onto the man’s head the same way the man
had held onto his the last time they’d been together.
Bending
over, Ed rested his head on a lower part of the door, lifted his hips, and slid
his hands under the man’s head. He
grabbed the man’s head firmly and slowly began thrusting into him. He wanted to go faster, but he was pretty
sure that if he did, then it would be hard for the man to keep putting whatever
it was into him.
One after
another, the balls—they felt like little balls—were slipped inside of his
opening, and with each one, Ed thought he was going to cum any moment. He could feel each ball moving inside of him
with every movement he made. The feel of
them passing through the rings of muscle made tingling waves of pleasure and he
was panting heavily now with how close he was.
“I’m ganna cum...” Ed murmured breathily as he continued to
slowly plunge inside of the man’s mouth while each ball was inserted. He could feel the pressure slowly building to
a burning need to release. Gripping the
man’s head tightly, Ed moaned low and deep.
The slow rhythm as opposed to the quick, urgent fucking or jerking off
he usually did was so different, and in a way, so much more intense.
Suddenly,
Ed realized that no more balls were being inserted, and now the man’s hands
were gripping his ass tightly. Behind
closed lids, Ed’s eyes rolled up into his head as he felt the pleasure peaking.
“I’m
fucking cuming...” he moaned urgently, then suddenly
the pleasure peaked and he was spurting his cum inside of the man’s mouth. His groin pulsed as the hot urgent need he’d
been feeling was finally being fulfilled... and then the balls were pulled from
his ass and Ed yelled something unintelligible with the pleasurable sensations
from his involuntarily clenching ass and the man sucking his still pulsing cock.
Sagging,
Ed gulped in air. Somewhere along the
way, the car had become hot, but he hadn’t even registered it. Now, however, he did, and sweat was tricking
down his face, making strands of his loose hair stick uncomfortably to his skin.
Despite
all of that, Ed was grinning broadly.
“That... was...” he began, but couldn’t seem to find the words for what
he wanted to say. Lowering his hips, Ed
moved his hands a little so that the man’s head was resting back on the
seat. Still coming down from the glow, Ed
fingered the man’s hair and idly registered that it felt thin, not thick like
his. For some reason
knowing that made him feel happy.
He didn’t know much about the man, but he did know that the man was
taller than him, that he had a pretty decent sized cock, he was in reasonable
shape, and now that his hair was thin.
It was
like a puzzle, though truthfully, he wasn’t in any big hurry to figure it all
out. He wanted to know things like this,
but he wasn’t sure he wanted to know who the man was. That might take all the fun out of it.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy scooted out from beneath Ed,
wiped his mouth, then eyed the anal beads critically before leaning over and
tossing them carefully into the paper sack.
Turning his attention to Ed, who was still positioned with his ass in
the air, Roy
slid his hands up Ed’s legs to his rear, then to where the miniskirt was
bunched up. Grabbing the bottom of it, Roy pulled it back down
over Ed’s ass, then reached under the skirt and squeezed one of Ed’s butt
cheeks with a grin.
“That was
fucking amazing...” Ed breathed.
“Whatever the hell that was... you gotta do
that again sometime...”
Roy smirked and smacked Ed’s ass,
trying to remind the teen to stay in character.
Ed seemed to get the hint because he added, “You know, the next time
you’re looking for a whore to pass the time.”
Much better, Roy thought with a pleased smile. Moving back a little, Roy let himself out of the car before
grabbing both of Ed’s legs and pulling him halfway out as well.
“What the fuck?!” Ed screeched in surprise, then
grunted when Roy
dropped his legs to the ground. Roy took a moment to take
a quick look around, then grabbed Ed’s arms and pulled him roughly from the car
and bent him over the trunk.
Ed’s
breathing was heavy and after a moment he said, “Well, bad boy, we still got
more time. You ganna
get your money’s worth or what? Or do
you want me to start humping the car for your entertainment?”
With that
said, Ed ground his hips against the car a few times
while reaching back and running his hands over his ass. Roy
licked his lips and grinned widely before moving over to him. Grabbing his shoulders, Roy turned Ed to face him and brought Ed’s
hands to rest on his belt. Sure, he
could undo his own pants, but why should he if he was paying?
“I don’t
know that this is in my fees, but since you’re such a good customer, I won’t
charge you,” Ed quipped with a grin as he began undoing the buckle.
Leaning
lazily against the open car door, Roy
laid his arms on top of the door and thrust out his hips a little so that he
could have a better view. When Ed was
done with the belt, he was about to undo the button and the zipper, but Roy quickly reached down
and stopped him.
Ed
frowned a little, and Roy
tapped lightly on Ed’s lips, then gently pushed Ed down to his knees and
brought his head close to his trousers.
When Ed seemed to get what Roy wanted, Roy returned his arms to
the top of the car door and watched as Ed struggled to undo the button with
just his teeth.
That’s it, you little whore... Roy mentally purred. Let’s
see you exercise those mouth muscles for something more important than yapping.
It took
almost three full minutes, but finally Ed was able to unbutton the pants. After that, the zipper was easy. Moving his head back, Roy saw that a large amount of spittle had
drooled from Ed’s mouth as he’d worked to undo the button and was mow trickling
slowly down his chin and neck.
Reaching
up, Ed wiped it away, then moved over and bit down on the top of the pants and
the belt and pulled. They inched down a
little on that side, then he did the same on the other
side, then back again. By the time he
got the pants down, Ed was panting, but Roy
could see that Ed was enjoying this little game just as much as he was.
Roy’s only regret was that he was
prevented from speaking. Oooh the things he would say to Ed if he could... He was sure Ed would love to hear some dirty
talk in return, but Roy
wasn’t willing to take the chance, so he made do with what he had... Which wasn’t all that shabby, he thought in
delight as Ed grabbed onto the top of his boxers with his teeth and pulled them
down the same way as he had the pants—though with less effort.
Roy exhaled slowly as the boxers were
pulled down far enough to free his erection, then breathed in just as slowly
through his nose as Ed let go of the boxers and proceeded to swipe his tongue
slowly along the length of his cock, then lightly lick
the head with the tip of his tongue.
It was
all Roy could
do to not let Ed continue to lick him and then suck him off, but they’d done
that last time, and he had something else planed for tonight.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed licked
his lips, then wiped his mouth again after he’d pulled
the man’s boxers down. He shifted a
little, putting more of his weight on his automail knee, and, once again,
became aware of the ripped fishnet nylons rubbing lightly against his
skin. He was already getting hard again,
and his cock—no longer restrained by the nylon—was rubbing infuriatingly
against the leather miniskirt.
Moving
forward, Ed stuck out his tongue and ran it along the man’s shaft, then lightly
touched the tip of his tongue to the head.
When he tasted bitter precum, his body reacted
and his cock began to throb with an aching need for attention.
He was
about to take the man’s erection fully into his mouth when he felt his head
being pushed away, then he was grabbed and hoisted to his feet. He was led forward a few steps, then the
position of the man’s arms changed and the car creaked a little as the man, Ed
presumed, sat down on the back seat.
The man
let go of his hands; and a moment later he felt those same hands moving slowly
up his thighs, then under the miniskirt.
Ed moaned and tilted his hips forward, hoping the man would show his
aching need a little attention, but he knew it wouldn’t be that easy. The hands moved back and squeezed his ass
lightly before being taken away.
He heard
the snap of a cap, then a moment later the hands were
back and slick fingers were probing and pressing into him. “It’s about fucking time,” Ed said, giving up
the ‘whore act’ and moving his ass back a little. “Deeper...” he moaned, then
whimpered when they were withdrawn. “You
know, sometimes, I seriously hate you,” Ed growled, unhappy about the
interruption.
His ass
was patted lightly, then he felt himself being pulled
gently forward. As he put his knee on
the seat, Ed could feel the car bounce slightly, and he could tell the man was
moving back. His arm was grabbed and Ed
awkwardly crawled into the backseat and onto the man.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Lying on
his back across the whole back seat, Roy
grabbed Ed’s hips and urged him to turn his body. Not that having Ed face him would be bad, but
there was already too little room as it was, and this position would work
better.
When Ed
was turned with his back facing him, Roy
grabbed his hips again and moved him back.
Grabbing his cock in one hand, Roy
urged Ed up with his other, and carefully positioned himself under Ed’s ass.
Slowly,
Ed sank down and Roy
had to bite his lip hard to keep from moaning at the stimulation and at what he
was seeing. Watching his cock sink into
Ed was almost as arousing as feeling it.
Almost.
Not
quite.
Ed,
panting hard, stopped once to let himself get used to
it, then continued the rest of the way.
“Ahhhh fuck yeah...” he moaned when he was all
the way down. “This is what I fucking
wanted last time...” Ed moved his body a
little as if trying to get the complete feel of having a cock up his ass, then he breathed, “Now what?”
Grinning,
Roy reached out, grabbed Ed’s arm, then pulled him back so that he was laying with his back
against Roy’s
chest. Turning his head, he nibbled
lightly on Ed’s ear as he reached down and took a hold of Ed’s erection.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
“Aaaahhh...” Ed breathed and began to rock his hips forward
and back. He was in so much ecstasy
right now... The slow rhythm of the man’s
hand and the full feeling of having someone’s cock inside of him again...
“Harder... Deeper... Faster... Fuck...” Ed panted as his movements became
more sharp and rigid. His mind was fuzzy
with the pleasure and he couldn’t make himself say or think anything coherent.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy tried
to thrust his hips forward, but with Ed’s weight and the way the teen was
practically grounding his ass down, Roy realized that, besides giving Ed a hand
job, he’d just get to lay there and let Ed get him off, which seemed sort of
fair to him given that he’d done most of the work up to that point.
Ed’s head
rested next to his, and Roy
turned to look at him. His lips were
parted slightly and Roy
could see that he was gritting his teeth with all the effort he was putting
out. It was then that Roy got an idea, and moved his mouth high up
on Ed’s neck. The last hickey had been
much too low and Ed had been able to cover it up. He didn’t want this one to be covered. He wanted to be able to see that he had
marked Ed.
He wanted
to be reminded of this every time they saw each other in public—reminded of how
fucking slutty Ed could be and of how he wanted it,
and of how he moved so desperately on him; bucking and grinding and moaning in
a frantic need to cum. Clamping his lips
down on Ed’s neck, Roy
began to suck hard. Ed would complain,
but he was sure that Ed liked it too. It
was proof that he was getting laid after all, why wouldn’t he like it?
Roy wanted to hold out long enough
for Ed to get off, but with the way the teen was moving, and moaning, he wasn’t
able to keep himself from cuming. He released Ed’s neck and opened his mouth
wide in a silent shout. His breathing
stopped for a moment as he came hard inside of Ed, and he was only vaguely
aware of warm wetness spilling over onto his hand as the muscles inside of Ed
contracted when he came as well.
Ed’s body
seemed to become heavier as the teen enjoyed the afterglow of what they’d just
done, but Roy
didn’t mind. He was lost in the remains
of his own pleasure to care much.
Finally, after a few minutes, Ed spoke.
“I picked
a safe word. You know, you wanted me to
pick something that meant ‘no’,” Ed said, his voice heavy and relaxed. Roy
nodded his head, fully aware that Ed would feel it. “I chose ‘Nobelium’.”
At that, Roy nearly laughed, and
it was only shear will that he kept himself from doing so. He supposed he should have expected something
like this from Ed. After all, science
was his life, but the irony was what struck him the most.
Nobelium
was a metal element, and on the periodic table, its symbol was ‘No’. (1)
Very clever.
Very Ed.
Perhaps
that’s what made this whole situation even more delicious. Ed was amazingly smart and talented, yet he
hadn’t figured out who was fucking him yet.
Of course there was the possibility that Ed did know and was playing him
in return, but he doubted it. And even
if he was, who cared? All Roy wanted was to get
laid and to have some fun doing it, and what he was doing with Ed was
definitely that.
Most
likely, Ed didn’t really want to know
and therefore wasn’t trying too hard to figure it out. It was the not knowing that added to the
excitement, and that suited Roy
just fine. As far as Roy was concerned, Ed would never find out
who his mystery man was.
Not
ever.
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1 –
Nobelium was first discovered in 1957 so technically it would probably be
incorrect to put this in there, but you never know. In their world maybe someone could have
discovered it sooner, plus, this is a smut fic. I don’t think it matters all that much.
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