Blind Obsession | By : ZaKai Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 24543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Review Replies:
radcat: *chuckles*
I don’t think I’d want to be in Roy’s
shoes at that time either. Lilith: haha yeah he is a little dirty, isn’t
he. kahzukou: haha closet freak fits him. berkie88:
*nods* true. I think the two of them
should have a heart-to-heart talk instead of hiding things from each
other. MustangsHavoc: *chuckles* well, your husband shouldn’t
complain! Who cares why you’re coming onto him.
He’s going to get some! That’s
what should matter! Haha ^_~ kikiko: haha that definitely would put a new
twist on it, wouldn’t it! Nasku:
*chuckles* yeah, I can’t say that I’d take it as well as Ed either… ^ ^; Affie and Rysha: *nods* Ed probably would have looked cute in
the schoolgirl outfit hehe Onyxlight: I think Al is often portrayed as being a
little too good. saint: *nods* I’m
sure Ed will find some use for the schoolgirl uniform someday. And yeah, Russell can be an annoying
shit. Amethyst-eyed Koneko: *laughs* Yes, I agree. Al is made to be way too good most of the time. I think
he’s just fooling everyone bahaha. *pats* no, no, no, don’t worry, the
explosives Russell’s section is working on isn’t like the fission bomb or
anything. It’s a small plot device. Don’t read to much
into it. ^_^ Fuzzy Eared: I’m glad you gave me
the email address anyway because that’s the only one I saw ^_^ yaoigurl06: *pats* you’ll just have to keep reading. MaryLover: *chuckles* Sometimes people do and sometimes
people don’t ^_^ Katmon:
haha true, true. mina: haha well, it does mention ‘het’ in the summary ^_~ Q-san: *nods* yep, Roy/Ed is yummy.
Briryan: *chuckles* I think he and Ed should
definitely talk. KareNeko:
haha well, this story doesn’t get into bondage that much, but maybe you could
write a story like that ^_^ PleiadesWolf: I’m
glad you’re enjoying the story. ^_^ bloody__rose: That’s a good question. I think you’ll just have to keep reading to
find out. lovely spell: Thanks
for checking this out. *nods* In a way
this one is a bit PWPish, but there is a small plot
to it ^_^ serpensortia: I’m sorry it’s been a while, there
was a small problem with this chapter that I had to work out. *laughs* yeah, I do work on a lot of stories
^ ^;; Now if I
could only have more time... And (to save space) to: vexed wench, Al, serpensortia06, Kurai Yukita, Kaz, Loqui,
Evermist, A Vampires Butterfly, Kuragari,
sworneveragain11, Rymika, and ElegantPaws: Thanks, I’m glad you’re enjoying the story.
^_^
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A/N: I hadn’t planned on it taking two
months to get this one out, but here it is nonetheless. Hopefully the wait was worth it...
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Blind Obsession
VII
Animalistic
Fornication
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Ed walked
quickly and scanned his surroundings for the place he was supposed to meet the
man, then stopped so that he could check his map
again. He shifted the umbrella, letting
it lean against his shoulder awkwardly as he pulled the map out and looked it
over.
It had
been raining in Central for the last two days, and he’d hoped that today would
be different. The rain wasn’t cold—it
wasn’t the season for that—but it was wet, and since their meeting place was
out by the river, that meant he had to trudge through a whole lot of mud to get
where he wanted to go.
He
stuffed the map back in his pocket, regained his hold on the umbrella, and
began walking again. At least it wasn’t
the middle of the night. Ed had been a
little skeptical when he’d seen what time their meeting was at, but had figured
the man knew what he was doing. It
wasn’t fishing season, and that was the only time there was ever anyone here in
this area.
Ed sighed
heavily and glanced cynically at his surroundings. Now though, it was raining heavily, and while
it was a great cover, Ed wondered if the man would even show up. He frowned.
It would really suck if he came all this way for nothing...
Kicking
at a rock, Ed watched it bounce and splash through a few muddy puddles. At least he’d have gotten away from Al for a
while... Since the night he’d spied on
his brother fucking that girl on his bed, their relationship had been a little
rocky. The problem wasn’t Al screwing on
his bed—he actually thought it was a little kinky—it was that now Al kept
looking at him strangely because of the damn hickeys. He always seemed as if he was about to say
something, then he wouldn’t; which irritated Ed to no end.
Part of
the discontent was also that Ed wasn’t sure how he felt about his brother
now. Why hadn’t Al told him about the
girls? Al had always been so open with
him before... It was hard to imagine his
brother going through girl after girl, but the evidence had been right there
mating before his eyes.
The next
day Al had mentioned something about going out that night and Ed had asked if
it would be with the same girl. Al had
simply shook his head and said that he didn’t really feel like he’d connected
with the other girl... Ed had wanted to
say that it sure as hell looked as if they connected to him, but he kept his
mouth shut. No way was he going to let
Al know he’d been spying on them from the closet.
So his
home life was a little shaky at the moment, though he wasn’t sure if it was worse
being at home or at work. He and Russell
were getting along better than he’d expected, but that wasn’t saying too
much. The guy was a fucking workaholic
and he expected everyone else to be too.
Ed came to work at least an hour early now and often left thirty to
sixty minutes late so that he could get everything done.
That, of
course, did not put him in the best of moods when he had to trudge over to
Central Headquarters and report to Colonel Mustang. If Ed ever decided to quit the military, it
would be because of Mustang. The man was
insufferable. Mustang knew Ed didn’t like to be teased about
the marks on his neck or about however sexually active he might be—Ed had told
him straight out—but it was as if the fucking man didn’t care. It was as if Mustang delighted in making him mad,
and after having dealt with that attitude for so many years, Ed was starting to
really get sick of it.
Sometimes
he thought that Al was right. He should
just quit the military. It wasn’t as if
he couldn’t find a job somewhere else, even if it wasn’t a job where he would
use alchemy. But, as much as Ed hated to
admit it, the devil he knew was much more preferable to the devil he didn’t. He had no way of knowing if he’d be any more
happy somewhere else, and at least he knew what to expect right now.
He
stopped and squinted as he peered through the downpour. He could make out the faint outline of his
destination, and the desire to get there flared up within him. Ed began to jog, his heavy boots splashing
mud and water as he went.
The
pavilion wasn’t very fancy. Concrete
covered the ground in a large square.
Four heavy poles stood upright at each corner and held up a roof that
peaked up in the center and angled down toward the sides and corners. There were a few table and bench combinations
in the pavilion, but nothing else. He
didn’t care that it wasn’t fancy or great.
At least it was dry.
Ed pulled
off the long, black raincoat he was wearing—he’d pilfered it from the military
clothing storehouse—and laid it on one of the tables. He glanced around him and admired how the
water flowed off the roof and created a curtain of water around the whole
pavilion before pulling the blindfold out of the coat pocket and tying it
securely around his head.
Instantly,
Ed became much more aware of the sounds and smells around him; much more aware
of the way the warm, damp air felt against his skin. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t been able to hear
the rain falling or the water flooding off the pavilion roof before, or been
able to smell the scent of damp plants, mud, and the over all ‘river smell’,
but he relied so much on his sight that those things usually seemed to take
second place. Now that he had the blind
fold on, his senses seemed to automatically shift.
He
reached out with his hands and felt in front of him as he moved forward, and
when he felt the bench, Ed sat down and waited; curious as to what they were
going to do this time. Where they going
to fuck on the tables? Was it the fact
that they were out in the open at day time that was supposed to be the exciting
factor—the chance that someone might
see them? It was a little thrilling, though he also felt very secure in the
knowledge that the probability of someone catching them was extremely low, and
even lower with the rainstorm.
Ed waited,
growing ever impatient and excited, for maybe ten minutes before he thought he
heard something. He turned his head,
though with the blindfold he couldn’t see anything.
“Hello...?”
he said, then mentally kicked himself. If it was that guy, then of course he
wouldn’t answer...
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy
smirked as he watched Ed look around blindly, then put the umbrella and bag
he’d brought with him on the table before pulling off his coat and laying it
down as well. He glanced around feeling
pleased. He hadn’t planned on there
being rain, but it was going to add a lot to what they did here.
Walking
over to Ed, Roy
touched his finger to one of the hickeys on the back of Ed’s neck, then moved around to Ed’s front. “You could have let me know it was you
sooner,” Ed complained, standing up quickly and folding his arms. Roy
grinned and gave Ed’s ass a firm smack, just to show that he would announce
himself however he pleased, then pulled him close and ground his hips against
Ed’s.
We’re going to have some fun
today, Ed... Roy thought, then took a hold of Ed’s
shirt and made an upward motion with it.
“You want
me to take my shirt off?” Ed asked, and when Roy tapped him on the nose, Ed quickly pulled
off his shirt and set it on the table.
Feeling pleased that Ed was becoming so good at picking up his silent commands, he rewarded Ed by fondling his groin, then grabbed
the waist of Ed’s pants and gently shook it.
Ed paused only a moment before taking those off as well.
Very good, Roy thought with a grin, thrilled that with
just a touch, he could get Ed to do what he wanted. Why couldn’t it be that way in the office...? Of course, the boxers had to go too and, with
the same signal, Ed took those off as well.
When Ed
was completely naked, Roy
eyed him lustfully for a moment, then moved over to the bag, dug around for a
moment, then pulled out a bowl and a can of beef chunks in gravy. Walking away from the table they were at, Roy set on the ground,
opened the can, and dumped the contents inside.
“What are
you doing?” Ed asked curiously, as if he really expected an answer. Roy
looked back at him and grinned when he saw how Ed’s head was cocked to the
side; listening.
At that, Roy smirked and thought, You’re going to be perfect for this.
Turning
his attention back to the bowl, Roy
dipped his finger in the gravy, then put it in his
mouth. He nodded in approval. Despite not being heated, it was good; and
though Roy could have heated it, he didn’t want to
chance using alchemy around Ed at all.
Heading
back over to his bag, Roy
reached in again and pulled out a thick collar with a link for a leash. He grinned, pulling
the leash out of the bag and stuffing it halfway into one of his pockets, then
undid the clasp on the collar and walked back over to Ed.
He tapped
the collar against his leg for a moment, giving Ed a considering look. The teen could easily put a dent in the fun
if he decided he didn’t want to play this way today. So far he hadn’t tried to push Ed into anything
too rough—some people just didn’t go for that sort of thing—but he’d like to
try it with him at least once. Ed was a
big boy, Roy
reasoned, he’d be able to handle it.
Stepping
forward, Roy
reached up and put the collar around Ed’s throat. “What the fuck?!” Ed
said immediately, reaching up to inspect it with his hands, and Roy smacked his ass,
which made Ed instantly pulled his hands away.
Clasping the collar, Roy
tested it to make sure it would move easily, then pulled the leash out of his
pocket and clipped it onto the collar.
Feeling
satisfied, Roy
rested one of his hands on Ed’s shoulder, applied a little pressure with his
thumb and middle finger, and pushed down slightly. Ed made a ‘hmmm’
sound, as if he was trying to decide what it must mean, then hesitantly lowered
to his knees. Feeling pleased, Roy let go and patted Ed
on the head like he would a dog,
“You’re a
sick man, you know that, right?” Ed said.
“Next you’re going to want me to bark or something.”
Roy raised an eyebrow and grinned
before tapping Ed’s nose in a ‘you got it’ way.
Of course, he hadn’t thought of having Ed bark, but since he’d brought
it up, Roy was
more than happy to let him do it. The
hardest part would be not laughing out loud.
“Fuck
no,” Ed said flatly.
With a
smirk, Roy
reached down and gave Ed’s rear another smack.
Unless Ed said his safe word, Roy
wasn’t going to let his little pet get away with not doing as he was told. Color rushed to Ed’s cheeks and he pressed
his lips together tightly as if to say that there was absolutely no way he was
going to act like a dog.
Grinning
broadly, Roy
gave a tug on the leash. He wanted to
take his pet for a walk. Still, Ed
didn’t move. Frowning with deep
displeasure, Roy
tugged hard on the leash, nearly pulling Ed over.
“Go to
hell!” Ed growled stubbornly.
The urge
to pull the leash harder filled him, made his cock throb with the
possibility. He wanted to force Ed to obey; wanted to make him do
what he wanted by brute strength. Yet,
he held back. Hurting Ed wouldn’t do
anything but cause problems. As much as
he wanted things rough right now, he didn’t want to take it too far and have Ed
stop their fun.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed
grunted and resisted the hard pull coming from the leash and collar. “Go to hell!” he growled. No way.
No way in fucking hell was he
going to act like a dog. After a moment,
there was another tug, but Ed sat back on his heels and shook his head
stubbornly.
There was
a moment of silence before the weight of the leash shifted as the man walked
behind him. He felt the man push his ass
up off his heels, then rub his lower back and rear lightly. Ed started to sit back again, but at the same
time the man gave him a hard smack on the ass as if to say, ‘don’t even think about it’.
Ed
growled in the back of his throat, but stayed up on all fours. He was patted again, then
the weight of the leash changed again as the man walked in front of him. There was a small pull and Ed resisted again
before giving a sigh and moving forward a little.
This was
definitely one of the most embarrassing things he’d ever done, but he also
didn’t want to make the man mad at him so that there wouldn’t be any more
get-togethers. There wasn’t anyone else
that he knew of that he could go to for sex besides his hand, and while that
was convenient, it was a lot better with someone else.
For his
obedience—or at least, Ed guessed that was the reason—the man patted him on the
head.
Sick fuck... Ed thought, rolling his eyes
behind the blindfold.
He
continued to crawl on his hands and feet, and somewhere in that time, the man
had fallen back a little because he felt a hand run down his back, then to his
ass. Suddenly, Ed yelped when he felt a
sharp pinch on his butt.
“Son-of-a-bitch!” Ed yelped, but the spot was instantly petted and
rubbed.
He was
led in another direction, and Ed followed it before a backward pull on the
leash signaled him to stop. There was a
sound accompanied by the leash wiggling around a little, then the sound of the
man going through... a bag? Ed wasn’t sure,
but that’s what it sounded like.
Sitting
back on his heels, Ed wondered when they were going to get to the sex. He tried to imagine himself, totally naked
and led around on a leash. It was...
well... odd, but... sort of kinky and hot in a way...
He felt
his cock react to both the image and his thoughts, and reached down and touched
himself. Now that he had the chance to
think about it instead of stubbornly refusing it outright, Ed started to get a
little curious as to what would come next.
There had to be more to this than just being led around. They had to fuck sometime.
Suddenly
something was slipped on his head. With
a frown, Ed reached up and touched it before muttering, “Fuck...” It was a thin headband with two fuzzy ears
sticking up. They were soft and pliable
to the touch, and Ed’s fingers lingered there for a moment before dropping his
hand back down to his crotch.
“I’m not
a fucking d—” he began and stopped. What
was the big deal about acting like a dog?
It was just for fun, right? Ed
frowned as he thought about it. Maybe it
was because he was always referred to as a dog—a dog of the military... Perhaps he was so adverse to this because he’d
always felt like he was being led around blindly by the military, especially
Mustang. When he and Al had been trying
to find a way to repair what they’d done, he’d felt like a fucking blind dog on
a leash that was held by Mustang...
Well, he
wasn’t a ‘dog of the military’ here, and this wasn’t Mustang. Here he was just some random teenager acting
like a slut for some random stranger, and Ed decided he wasn’t going to let
anything distract him from finding pleasure in whatever it was that they were
going to do. And that was the last
coherent thought he had before he was swatted on the butt by the man to
indicate that he wanted Ed to get back on all fours.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
With eyes
moving over Ed’s naked, crawling form, Roy
wanted to ask how it felt to be led around, and if he was humiliated enough,
but he swallowed the words and decided it was time to move this along to the
next level. Moving back over to the
table that held his bag, Roy
leaned down and tied the leash to the bench, then moved over to the bag.
He dug
around in it for a moment, then looked back to see Ed sitting on his heels and
playing with himself. Roy smirked, then turned back to the bag and
pulled out a set of dog ears. He slipped
them on Ed’s head and admired the sight as the teen reached up and inspected
what had just been put on him.
“Fuck...”
Ed muttered, then, after a moment, dropped his hands back down to his
cock. “I’m not a fucking d—” Whatever else he
was going to say was cut off by a small frown.
Roy shook his head and moved back to
the bag. He dug around for a moment
more, then pulled out a bottle of lube, a cock ring,
and a fun little toy he’d picked up from Dickie’s
shop; something he’d been able to get at a discount for buying the collar and
leash.
Walking
around behind Ed, Roy
knelt down and moved his free hand to smack Ed’s ass. Ed instantly moved up onto all fours and Roy took a moment to let
his eyes wander over his body. From his
angle, he could see Ed’s cock—already half hard—twitch and stiffen.
Oh yes, you little whore. You like this don’t you? Roy thought with a grin. His own cock was beginning to harden and he
licked his lips in anticipation. Ed was
there on his hands and knees, his ass sticking out and ready for someone to
screw him...
Roy moved his fingered in-between
Ed’s ass cheeks and touched his opening gently.
What he really wanted to do right now was to pull down his pants, force
his cock into Ed, and fuck him hard. He
was in the mood for action, in the mood for rolling around and having wild and
dirty sex.
Buuuuuut...
He let
his pointer finger move inside of Ed just the slightest bit and smirked when Ed
groaned and moved his body back, wanting move than just the tip of his finger.
But, he
was also in the mood for this. He wanted
Ed to be his pet, wanted Ed to be his little bitch and go where he was told and
do what Roy wanted him to do—and to do it in the most degrading way.
Ed
whimpered a little and pushed his body back more as if he’d be able to get Roy’s entire finger into
him. With a smirk, Roy pulled his finger out and enjoyed the
look of frustration that came over Ed’s features. Picking up the lube bottle, Roy squeezed some
into his hand, lubed up his fingers, and slid the same finger all the way in.
“Fuck,
yeah...” Ed moaned, moving his body a little.
I’m so nice, Roy thought smugly as he worked his middle
finger into Ed’s willing asshole.
Ed
groaned and moaned, “Touch me... Touch
my cock... Come on, give me more than
just two fucking fingers, or maybe that’s your dick, huh?” Roy
scowled at the childish, but desperate sounding, taunt. “If it’s not, then prove it, dammit! Do me!”
Oh, I’ll do you, alright... Roy thought, sliding another
finger inside of Ed, trying to get him stretched out just a bit more; then,
deciding that would be enough, pulled his fingers out and lubed up the toy
before plugging Ed’s ass with it.
“What’s
that?!” Ed asked in surprise, turning his head blindly. Roy
leaned back and took in the sight of the tail sticking out of Ed’s ass. He grinned and nodded in approval before
grabbing the cock ring and quickly putting it on Ed. “Wait!” Ed said, sounding a little
unsure. “What’s that?! Hey!”
Roy smacked Ed’s ass hard, reminding
Ed that he was in charge and also
that he wasn’t about to give a verbal reply.
As a teenager, Ed could cum faster and more often than Roy; a point that was a little annoying. Roy
wanted to put them on an even playing ground for now. Besides, Roy liked being the one to decide just when
Ed would be able to cum. It made him
feel powerful—something that aroused him just by the very thought alone.
“Ow! Shithead, that
fucking hurt!” Ed complained
irritably. Roy shook his head before leaning close and
running his tongue along the slight red mark on Ed’s ass, then
gently blew on the spot where he’d licked.
Better? Roy asked silently. He had plenty of smart ass remarks he would
have loved to make, if only he could, but instead, he settled on running his
hand along Ed’s back in the same way one would pet a dog.
“Arg! I’m not going to act like a dog!
This is stupid!” Ed said, his face red.
Roy
glanced down at Ed’s cock with a smirk, thinking that Ed must not think it was that stupid. Not willing to take no for an answer, Roy
crouched in front of Ed and gently scratched his ears and head like he would a
dog, then under Ed’s chin.
Ed
clenched his teeth together and his nose flared out as he huffed
heavy breaths. Roy decided he’d give Ed a moment to
decide. If he gave the safe word, then
he’d back off and they’d do something else, but he hoped...
Finally,
Ed hung his head, groaned, then lifted his head again and gave a barking sound. Roy grinned
widely, glad that the game was still on.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed barked
again. He felt ridiculous, and if anyone
he knew—or anyone at all!—saw him like this, Ed thought he’d die of shame. Yet, he still tried to get into the spirit of
it. He barked and wagged his ass all in
the hopes that this brilliantly kinky man would let him blow his load.
He’d play
along for now. It really wasn’t as bad
as he’d first thought anyway—as long as no one he knew found out—and sooner or
later they’d need to get to the fucking.
Ed
crawled around on his hands and knees for a few more moments until he was
brought to a stop. He opened his mouth
to say something, but his head was pushed down toward the ground. Suddenly he smelled...
Beef?
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy watched as Ed cautiously stuck
his tongue out and touched it to the gravy.
There was a moment of silence before Ed said, sounding a little more
amused than anything else, “You’re joking, right?”
He
reached down and barely pushed on Ed’s head again. No joke.
Roy licked
his lips and touched himself as Ed carefully licked at the beef chunks and
gravy. Soon enough he’d have Ed’s tongue
touching his cock—licking him like the dirty bitch he was...
After a
minute, Roy
pulled on the leash, ready to do something else. He ran his hand along Ed’s back, then reached
under and stroked his chest and belly. The
food seemed to have helped Ed’s mood a little because he instantly dropped to
his side and let his tongue lull out of his mouth, while Roy moved his hands
over his chest, letting his fingers catch and tease Ed’s nipples before slowly
going down to his stomach then just a little lower to ghost along his cock.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed panted
heavily, then groaned when the man took his hand
away. He wanted to get off so bad but the bastard wasn’t giving him
enough stimulation. Whatever was in his
ass was driving him to distraction with need as it bobbed and moved with each
movement he made.
There was
a small tug on the collar and Ed got to his hands and knees, letting himself be
led forward. The man stopped walking,
and suddenly an idea came to him. So the
man wanted him to act like a dog, huh?
Well, right now he was a dog in heat and when dogs wanted it... He quickly crawled to the man, wrapped his
arms around his waist, and began to hump his leg while panting with his tongue
hanging out. He wanted to get off, and
he wanted it now.
He could
feel whatever was in his ass moving as he humped and Ed thought he was going to
explode if he didn’t cum. It felt so
damn good! But it just wasn’t
happening! Ed whimpered a little, then felt one of his hands being moved to the front of the
man’s pants. With shaking hands, Ed
undid the button and zipper, pulled down the pants, and took the man’s hard
cock on his hand. He was about to start
giving him a hand job when he felt a finger touch his lips.
Of course...
Dogs
don’t give hand jobs...
Ed leaned
over as well as he could while still having his groin pressed against the man’s
leg, and began to sloppily lick his balls and cock. The man grabbed him behind the head and held
him still long enough to thrust his penis into Ed’s mouth. His grip loosened, but it was still there to
prevent Ed from moving his head away from his cock in the wild and desperate
humping he was doing.
He tried
to imagine how he must look humping some guy’s leg with something stuck up his
ass while sucking cock. The mental image
excited him even more and he couldn’t understand why he hadn’t cum yet. He was so there!
At the
same time, he could feel the cock in his mouth pulse, and a moment later the
man pulled out in time for hot cum to shot out on his face, then he was pushed
back and he felt warm liquid on his cock.
Not his cum—no, he fucking couldn’t cum—but the man’s cum. It dribbled down his length and balls. A moment later he felt a hand on his head,
gently pushing his face toward his own groin.
Like a dog... Ed thought. Dogs licked themselves, and it was obvious to
Ed what this man wanted him to do.
At first,
Ed wasn’t sure if he’d be able to reach that far. He was flexible, but not sure if he was that flexible. Lying on his side, Ed curled in on himself
and found that he actually could—with
difficulty—reach his own cock with his mouth.
He grinned, thinking that this opened up a whole new realm of possibilities
for him when he was by himself.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy sat back on the bench with his
legs spread wide. He wanted to relive
the image of Ed sucking him and wildly humping his leg, all the while the tail
was bouncing up and down—probably giving Ed some damn good stimulation in his
ass—but he decided to push it away for now.
He’d be able to think about it later.
Right
now, he was enjoying the sight of Ed licking cum off his cock. Roy
certainly wouldn’t have been able to lick himself like that. Even when he’d been Ed’s age, he’d never been
that flexible. In fact, most men
couldn’t, and he hadn’t actually believed Ed would be able to do it either;
wanted him to be able to do it, but hadn’t believed he could.
Roy ran his tongue along his lips as
he watched Ed take the head of his cock into his mouth and start to blow himself. Nice try, he thought smugly. While that might have worked any other time,
the cock ring was going to keep Ed from cumming until
Roy took it off.
He
smirked and sat forward so that he could reach down and run his hand along Ed’s
back, then down to his ass before he grabbed the tail and wiggled it a little,
making a moaning noise escape from Ed.
Bringing
his hand back up, Roy
fondled himself while watching Ed try to get off, then
stood and quickly undressed, not wanting to chance damaging his clothes. Completely naked now, Roy stepped over to Ed and pulled him to his
feet. He enjoyed one last look at Ed,
then took off the collar, ears, and pulled the tail out of his ass, leaving
only the cock ring in place.
Roy eyed Ed’s naked body and touched
himself. He was starting to get hard
again, not only from the sight before him, but also from what was coming
next. He’d been
wanting some rough sex for a while, and he was pretty sure Ed would be
able to oblige him in that area.
He
reached over for the lube, squeezed some out, and lubed his cock. The only problem was that, despite his size,
Ed was much stronger and there was the possibility—probably a small one, but it
was still there—that one of them could get really hurt if Ed didn’t realize
this wasn’t supposed to be real
fighting.
Probably me, Roy thought wryly, but he decided the risk
was worth it as he put the bottle down. Stepping
forward, Roy
smacked Ed’s hands away from his erection, where he was fingering the cock ring
as if trying to decide what it was and the best way to get it off. He pulled Ed to his feet, grabbed his hands,
and positioned his arms and fists into some semblance of a fighting stance. He hoped that would give Ed an idea of what
was going to happen next.
“What?”
Ed said, sounding a little confused. He
seemed to be thinking about the posture of his hands, but Roy didn’t give him any more time. Stepping forward, Roy grabbed him and roughly forced him down
onto the table.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed
grunted as he connected with the table, then he felt the man roughly sticking
his fingers into him. He almost wanted
to lay there and let it happen, but if he understood right, he was supposed to
be fighting this, or at least enough to make it interesting.
Pushing
back, Ed kicked the man away—not hard, but enough to move him—then began to
turn. He was instantly tackled and
dragged off the table and down to the ground.
Ed could feel the man on top of him, and with his full weight on him, Ed
struggled to bring himself to his hands and knees in an effort to crawl away.
Apparently
that was exactly what the man wanted him to do because Ed felt the head of the
man’s cock press against him before being roughly shoved inside. Ed shouted, more in surprise than in
pain. Whatever had been up his ass
earlier had well prepared him for this.
The man
thrust roughly into him once before Ed started to crawl away. There was a grunt from the man as he grabbed
tightly around Ed’s arms, trying to force him to stay in one place. But Ed pushed with his legs and they rolled
over so that the man was on his back and Ed was lying on him.
He tried
to sit up, but the man reached down and grabbed his cock. Ed froze immediately and waited with heavy
breaths while the man worked to take off whatever the hell was preventing him
from cumming.
When it was gone, the man rolled him over and suddenly they were
drenched with water as they moved right through the curtain of water spilling
off the roof, and ended up in the rain and mud.
Ed
grunted, as he worked to get back up on his hands and knees in the slippery
mud, all the while the man, whose cock was still inside of him, reached his
arms up under Ed’s to get a better hold so that he could start plunging into
him again.
It felt
so damn good... yet, Ed didn’t want to give up that easily and slammed his
elbow back, hitting the man’s chest. He
heard a grunt and the man’s hold instantly loosened, but immediately the man
grabbed his hair and pulled his head down roughly to hold him.
Ed
struggled as he felt the man push into him, trying to go deeper even though it
seemed as if he was already inside of him so far that there was no way in hell
to go in any more. He tried to move, but
the man’s grip on his hair tightened even more and it began to hurt.
Worry
suddenly struck him. This was just play,
right? He knew that he’d be able to get
out of this if he really wanted to, but that would mean hurting the man. Would that be necessary? Ed didn’t think so, or at least, he hoped
not... If the man really wanted to hurt
him, he could have done so before now... but...
The man
gripped his hair tighter and Ed’s forehead sank into the squishy mud. The man’s other arm had regained its tight
hold on his flesh arm and was pulling it back in a rough and almost violent way
as he thrust.
It’s just a game, it’s just a
game, it’s just a game... Ed thought over and over, but it
hurt, and he was being so rough on him...
Sudden fear washed over him. What
if he said his word and the man didn’t stop...?
Feeling a
little panicked, Ed sucked in a deep breath and shouted, “Nobelium!”
Instantly,
the man stopped and his grip loosened.
For a moment, there was only the sound of the rain hitting their bodies
and the ground around them, the sound of the man breathing hard behind him, and
Ed’s own erratic breathing... so loud in his ears...
Relief
washed over him, and Ed sighed. It
didn’t last long, however, as he realized that he’d
just killed their fuck session. He
swallowed hard. Would the man be
angry? Would he just leave? Would this stop them from having sex again?
“I... I’m sorry,” he said loudly, so that he could
be heard over the rain. “I just...” He felt incredibly stupid. Would the man be displeased to know that Ed
needed reassurance, or upset that he hadn’t been trusted? “I... it kinda hur—”
Ed broke off. He didn’t
want to admit that it had been too rough.
He didn’t want to sound like a total pussy... “I just needed to know...” he finished
lamely.
There was
a moment of silence, then he felt the man’s head rest
on his shoulder and at the same time could feel the man exhale sharply. There was another moment of silence before
the man nodded against his back, then Ed felt a small
pat on his side.
The man
moved up a little, then ran his hands slowly over Ed’s
back before coming back to his ass where he held on tightly and began to move
again.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
“Nobelium!” Ed shouted and Roy
instantly stopped and loosened his grip on Ed’s hair. Not only did his body stop, but for a moment,
his heart stopped too. He stared down at
the kid, who was now covered with mud and drenching wet, in disbelief. Ed wasn’t serious... was he?
There was
a long moment of silence, then Ed said loudly, “I... I’m sorry. I just...
I... it kinda hur—” He cut off and
paused for a moment, then said more quietly, “I just needed to know...”
Roy closed his eyes, leaned forward,
and rested his head on Ed’s back while letting his breath out. Of course... Well, Roy
supposed that he might try it too if he was in Ed’s position. Ed had no idea who the hell was fucking him,
and the kid didn’t like to hurt people if he didn’t have to. Much better to check... The more Roy thought about it, the gladder he was Ed
decided to try out his safe word. He’d
much rather that than Ed deciding he needed to kick some ass to be safe.
He
thought about what Ed had just said, then frowned a little. Ed hadn’t finished the thought, but it
sounded like he was going to say that it hurt.
Had he been too rough on Ed? On Ed who got into fights all the
time? But then, sex was
different... And when Ed fought, he was
often in control. He was able to control
the situation a lot more than he had control of this situation...
Finally, Roy nodded as he decided
not to do rough sex like this with Ed again and reached down to pat him on the
ass, though had to settle for his side since he was covering Ed’s rear
completely.
Pushing
himself back up, Roy
moved his hands over Ed’s back, enjoying the feel of the warm rainwater
lubricating Ed’s skin, then grabbed onto Ed’s ass and pushed into him
again. He was so close... If Ed hadn’t interrupted him...
but he had. No use thinking backward.
Reaching
around, Roy
grabbed onto Ed’s cock, deciding he’d be nice and get the kid off while doing
his ass. Ed moaned loudly and bucked his
hips with the need for release. Roy smirked and leaned
forward to suck on Ed’s neck. The kid
was too far gone in his own little world of pleasure to notice it, which was
all the better for Roy
since he’d have a nice new hickey to tease Ed about later.
Moving
his own hips with Ed’s, Roy
let Ed guide the speed and enjoyed the feel of the tight muscles inside of Ed’s
ass, squeezing and moving around his cock.
He slid his hand up and down along Ed’s length and suddenly Ed’s motions
became jerky as if he couldn’t decide whether he wanted his hips forward while
he climaxed, or back so that he could take in more of Roy’s cock.
It didn’t
matter to Roy; who was reaching climax himself, aided by the clenching of Ed’s
muscles as he came hard. He released
Ed’s neck and pressed his face against Ed’s wet back, trying to get enough air
and to let his racing heart calm down a little.
When his
mind cleared enough, Roy
stuck out his tongue and ran it along Ed’s back. The mud on his body had been washed away by
the torrent of warm rain, and Roy felt the sudden urge to get another taste of
his little fuck toy. He made a ‘mmm’ sound and licked Ed’s wet
body again before pulling out and patting his ass.
Looking
down at the mud he was kneeling in, Roy
watched as the rain mixed Ed’s cum with the deep brown earth, then looked back at Ed, who was holding his hands out
blindly, and shakily getting to his feet.
With a sigh, Roy
stood as well, and grabbed onto Ed’s muddy hands. He led Ed forward to where the water was
gushing down from the roof of the pavilion so that Ed could wash off his hands
and feet, and so that Roy
could rinse off as well.
Then he
guided Ed inside and moved him toward a bench.
Roy
reached up and wiped the water from his face, then looked at Ed, who was now
sitting on the bench and laying back so that the back
of his head rested on the table. His
messy, wet hair had bits of mud in it and was plastered to his face, neck, and
shoulders.
Roy shook his head and moved over the
bag he’d brought with him. Pulling two
small towels out, he tossed one over into Ed’s lap, then
began to dry himself off with the other.
When he’d seen how rainy it was, he’d figured there might be a chance
they could get wet. Now he was glad that
he’d had the foresight to bring them.
“You
know...” Ed said, catching Roy’s
attention. He looked over to where Ed
was starting to dry himself off. “This
is probably going to sound really lame, but... well...” Ed stopped speaking, but continued to dry himself
off. Finally, he said, “I guess... I kinda trust you...
You probably don’t know it, but I could kick your ass if I wanted
to...”
Ed seemed
to be having a hard time saying what he wanted to say, and Roy was starting to feel a little
uncomfortable with all this talk of trust.
He didn’t want Ed to trust him or feel anything at all toward him. He just wanted to have a good time. Trust was okay if it meant they could do more
crazy things and have more sex, but trust wasn’t okay if it meant Ed was starting
to feel anything in particular for him.
“Well,”
Ed went on. “You stopped when I said my
word... I mean, not that I distrusted
you before, but you know, I just don’t really
know you so... yeah... I just wanted to say that...” he finished lamely.
Roy eyed him seriously for a moment,
trying to decide if there was any emotional attachment hidden in those
words—anything he should be wary of, anything that would be an obvious signal
that they should stop this.
When he
felt satisfied that Ed was simply giving him some sort of compliment, Roy sighed, draped the
towel over his neck and shoulders, walked over, and patted Ed on the head. Just
keep being fun, he thought, yet he wondered how long they’d be able to do
this. For a few more months at least, he
supposed, or at least hoped, yet he didn’t know.
They saw
each other every day, but luckily it wasn’t for that long. Ed on assignment at the laboratory made it
much easier, but eventually that would come to an end and they’d begin to see a
lot more of each other. Eventually it
would be too hard to hide. Something
would slip. Something would happen. Better that they break it off before that...
before Ed’s assignment was complete. How
he would end it, Roy
didn’t know, but that was three or four months away. He had plenty of time.
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I have to
admit this chapter was not my favorite to work on. It was a pretty difficult one for me to
write, and there were a lot of problems along the way—which was why it took me
so long to get it out to you. I don’t
foresee the next chapter being so difficult, so hopefully it won’t take as long
to get it out. Hope you enjoyed this
chapter anyway. ^_^
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