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Sticky Situation (NC-17)
Disclaimers: This is a work of fan fiction. I make no profit from it and I do not own
the characters herein. Marvel
does. Not me. Nope. This fan fiction
also contains SLASH. That is consensual
sex between two males. These males are in high school. If that bothers you, GO
AWAY! This fic is also PWP. All sex, no plot. Mostly. Again, if that
bothers you, GO AWAY! You have been
warned. Thank you.
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… mmmmm…slashy goodness… Readers/Reviewers: This is for Omikun17 who asked nicely and is very patient! This
has gone through three or four transformations, from an angsty piece to a funny
piece and stuff in between to this. It’s shorter than I thought it would be but…viva
la slash!
Bobby’s
heart was already pounding in his chest as Jamie’s hands squeezed his
hips. He was aching already and Jamie
had only been in his room for ten minutes.
The first press was tentative—Jamie’s finger against his tight, virgin
opening was exciting and scary at once, but soon, the slow pressure became a
dull pain as the fissure gave way under Jamie’s insistent digit. Bobby bit his lip, the pain becoming a
mixture of excitement and fear as he
felt his friend slip entirely into him.
He held very still as Jamie began slowly working his finger in and out
of his body, pain fading slightly and giving way to soft pleasure. It was not quite what he had expected and
not quite what he had wanted, but he knew they were getting there. He almost groaned when Jamie pulled out of
him, but the sound became a gasp then a strangled cry of his friend’s name as
he felt the warm, wet sweep of a tongue on his flesh. Jamie was shaking—Bobby could feel it where he grasped his hips,
but somehow, that made the entire experience even sweeter. Bobby arched his back, making it easier for
Jamie to gain access. He groaned aloud
then as Jamie’s tongue made another sweep across sensitive flesh, slipping into
the crevice of his backside and flicking across the tight rosebud of his
anus. He shivered in pleasure as Jamie
repeated the action, this time probing the opening just enough to make the moan
rising in Bobby’s throat impossible to prevent.
Jamie was
nervous but that was secondary to the fact he was both painfully aroused and
excited. He licked his lips, his mouth
suddenly dry as he sat back to gather his wits. He had never been on this side of things before and was finding
the entire experience surreal. Bobby
sighed and that snapped Jamie to his senses.
Rising back onto his knees, he took his own arousal in his hand and
pressed against Bobby. He could feel
the passage still wet with his saliva but it seemed impossibly tight. He was afraid to press too hard for fear of
hurting Bobby, but the older boy took that decision away from him by moving
back, murmuring an entreaty for more, making Jamie’s length breach his entrance
just a fraction of an inch but enough to make the younger boy gasp aloud. It felt excruciatingly tight, almost
painful, and judging from Bobby’s strangled cry, it was painful for him. There was a momef abf absolute, still
silence and then Jamie pushed gently against Bobby. He felt his length grasped in tight vice of muscles, Bobby’s body
fighting him even as it worked to welcome the intrusion, then, almost suddenly,
the resistance lessened and Jamie slid in deeper. He groaned then, unable to help himself and pressed harder. Bobby
whimpered and rocked back against him, taking him in to the base of his
erection. Jamie gave up any idea of
self control then and began moving in earnest.
Bobby was
sure the pain would never fade but he found himself fairly humming with pleasure
as Jamie slipped deeper into him. He
had never felt the sensations singing through his veins before, this feeling of
being taken and helpless as Jamie—young, darling Jamie—pushed into him, grunting
softly as he filled him. Bobby reached
for his own length and began stroking in earnest as Jamie moved faster, pain
tinging the pleasure but in a way that made him want more. His hand pumped in time with Jamie’s thrusts,
the sound of flesh against flesh in counterpoint to soft groans and muttered
entreaties.
Jamie’s hands were tight on his
hips as he thrust ever harder into Bobby, the tight grasp of the older boy’s
body exquisitely painful as his arousal built to the point where he knew it
would not be much longer. He wanted it
to last for so much longer but he knew there was no fighting it. The warm need that had been coursing through
his veins pooled low in his belly, throbbing and twisting until he could take it no longer. Bobby’s body was so welcoming and exciting that he did not want
to withdraw so he pressed in one final time, hard and slow, the base of his length
against the tight opening. He gritted
his teeth against the groan of release but it still sounded loud in the small
room, his climax spurting into Bobby and making the older boy shudder and gasp.
Bobby stroked himself near
frantically, Jamie’s release within him making him feel hot and shaky and
alive. He ached but did not care. He felt his own end approaching fast even as
Jamie sagged against him, kissing his back and squeezing his sides and bottom,
shuddering within him. He cried Jamie’s
name and felt his release torn from him, warm and sticky on his fingers and stomach,
smearing on the bed sheets beneath him.
He let his body collapse onto the cooling mess and shuddered a sigh. Jamie withdrew from him and moved off to lay
beside him. “That,” Bobby finally
breathed, “was great…”
Jamie smiled nervously. “I’m sorry it hurt…”
“It got better,” he muttered, reaching out to touch Jamie’s face. “We’ve
got to shower before school.”
“Not together, I guess.”
“People would notice. They’re
starting to get up now, probably.” He
sighed and unwillingly moved away, slipping to his feet.
Jamie sighed himself and stood,
looking for his pajamas on the floor. “Bobby…can
we do that again tomorrow morning?”
Bobby grinned suddenly. “What kind of a question is that? Of course we can…if you want to…”
Jamie smiled shyly in return. “Yeah,
I want to…” Quickly, he kissed Bobby on
the cheek and stepped back. “I think I’d
like to try that again next time, but trade places…”
With that image firmly in mind, Bobby
had a strong feeling that he would be very useless for the rest of the day.
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