Gay Guys Fucking

A stupid original (sorta) ficlet by Atharaenea Altan

EARLY BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR GENOVA-CHAN!!!!  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I suppose it’s a satire of everything in existence, but basically, this is the best I can do.  I tried not to take it seriously, and so YOU shouldn’t take it seriously, either!  Think of it as a piece of chintzy pure porn, since that IS what it IS.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Rating:  NC-17 and then some!

 

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Once upon a time there was a guy named Victor.  He was very hot and had a big penis.  He was also gay.  One day Victor decided to go to the local gay bar and see if he could pick up a hot man for the night.  He walked into the smoky, darkened place and sat at the bar.  “Bartender!  Give me a scotch on the rocks!” 

 

He eyed the crowded bar as he slowly sipped his drink.  And then he spotted him, tonight’s ride.  He was sitting on the far end of the bar drinking something that could’ve been rum.  He was wearing a tight gray sweater, with loose fitting black jeans, and spiked blond hair.  His eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lit bar.  “Yum,” thought Victor.  He got up and moved over to where the hot man was sitting.

 

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Charles was sitting at the bar, quietly enjoying his roman coke.  He had just had a hard break up with his last boyfriend about a week ago, and was still trying to get over it.  By now, his drink was making him feel fairly relaxed.

 

“Hey there, hot stuff,” said a deep voice, jarring him from his musings.  Charles looked up, startled, and saw the most handsome man he’d ever seen.  He had long dark hair that flowed around his face, and deep brown eyes that sparkled with mischief.  He was wearing a loose black tee shirt that showed finely muscled arms, and black pants that rode low on his hips.  Charles suddenly found it hard to breathe around this beautiful creature.  “H-Hi,” he replied, tentatively.

 

The dark man sat down next to him.  “Well, aren’t you just the hottest thing here?” he said.  “You got a name, or do you just go by ‘hottie’?”

 

“Er… Charles.  Charles Suteba,” he said shyly.

 

“Charles Suteba, eh?” said the man, grinning wickedly.  “I’m Victor Valparaiso.  Nice to meet ya!”  said Victor.  “So, what are you doing here on this lovely night?”

 

“Eh, just having a drink.  My boyfriend dumped me last week.”

 

“He DUMPED you?  A great looking guy like you?  Was he insane?” said Victor, shocked.

 

“I dunno… he said something about the relationship just not working, I dunno.  And…” Charles trailed off.

 

“And what?”

 

“I have a dimple on my ass that looks like Abraham Lincoln,” Charles said, red-faced.

 

“…”  Victor burst out laughing.

 

“It’s not funny!” shouted Charles.

 

“Oh!  That’s great!  I would like to see THAT!” said Victor, wiping tears of mirth out of his eyes.

 

Charles snorted as a reply.

 

“No, I really would,”  said Victor with a lewd smile.

 

“Ulp,” said Charles.

 

“Hey… you wanna go back to my place?  Maybe for some coffee…?”

 

Charles looked down at his drink.  He didn’t really want to get into another relationship just yet.  *sigh* but he hadn’t had any in quite a while, and this man was HOT.  No sane man would pass up a chance like this.  Besides, his judgment was slightly impaired by the alcohol.  “Sure, why not,” he said, getting up and paying the bartender for his drinks, and they both left the bar.

 

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“Welcome to my humble abode!”

 

Charles took off his coat and hung in on the hook by the door.  He looked around the apartment.  Kitchen to the left, hall to the right, and a glass door straight ahead that lead to a patio.  Victor led him to the kitchen, and pulled a vodka out of the fridge, and got some coffee brewing.  “You ever had Vodkee?”  he asked Charles.

 

“Can’t say I have… what is it?”

 

“Vodka and coffee, a 50-50 mixture!  My own recipe!  You get a buzz and a caffeine dose all in one!  Tastes great, too!”  he said, filling two mugs halfway with vodka.

 

“Ah.”  Charles sweatdropped.  He wandered into the living room and looked over the bookcase.  /FAKE?  What’s that?/ he thought, just as Victor brought out two mugs of “vodkee.”

 

“Here, take a load off!” he said, sitting on the couch and setting one of the mugs on the coffee table.  Charles sat down next to him and pick up the mug, sipping gingerly at it.  Not bad.  Tasted sorta like chicken.  {{author’s note: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA stupid I know}}  Soon they had finished off the vodkee, and Victor refilled their mugs with some more vodka.  By now Charles was really feeling the effects of the liquor, and was growing quite bold.

 

“Sooo… Victor….. boxers or briefs?”  Victor just grinned.  He wasn’t such a light weight as Charles, and wasn’t feeling the liquor quite as much.  “Boxers!” he replied proudly.  “They’re black and silk!”

 

Charles giggled.  “Oh that’s the best kind!  But don’t they stain easily?”

 

“That’s why I have LOTS of them!”  Victor paused for a second.  “What about you, boxers or briefs?”

 

“Why don’t I show you?”

 

Victor quickly scooped Charles up and took him to his room just down the hall.  He set him down by the bed.  Charles looked at Victor with eyes glazed by alcohol and lust.  Then promptly fell on the bed.  “OH!  Victor come here I neeeed yooooouuuu!”  he drawled.  Victor grinned and stripped off his tee shirt, before crawling onto the bed and straddling Charles.  “Hey there cutey!” said Victor.  Charles grinned then suddenly reached up and grabbed Victor by the back of his neck, and pulled his startled lips down to meet his.  He quickly melted into the kiss, savoring the feel of the other man’s lips moving against his.  He slipped his tongue out and gently ran it along Charles’ lower lip.  Charles moaned and opened his mouth to Victor’s questing tongue.  After a few minutes Victor pulled back to catch his breath.  “Boy,” he said, panting, “you are wearing FAR too many clothes!”  He brought his mouth back down to Charles’ neck, and slipped both hands under his shirt, stroking his smooth skin.  After a few minutes of this, he pulled Charles shirt off and over his head, then resumed kissing his neck, steadily moving lower.  Charles gasped as he reached his nipple, playing it gently with his tongue and teeth.  Charles tangled his hands in Victor’s long, silky hair, moaning softly. 

 

“Oh you are sooo good at this!” Charles said between gasps.  Victor grinned as rubbed his groin against the hardness in Charles’ pants.  He then unbuttoned and pulled off his own pants.

 

“Now let’s see what kind of underwear you wear!”  Victor said as he slowly unbuttoned Charles’ pants and pulled them off. Underneath was a red thong.  “Yum,” said Victor, “but as much as I like thongs, that’s gotta go!”  He pulled off his underwear in one swift motion, revealing Charles’ rock hard throbbing cock. 

 

“Beautiful!”  Victor exclaimed, as he took Charles’ manhood in his mouth.  “OH!”  Charles cried out, as Victor slowly licked and sucked his firm rod, while playing with his balls.  All the while Charles was moaning like a cheap two dollar whore. 

 

“Hold on a second, babe,” Victor said, as he reached into his nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube.  He then resumed sucking Charles, as he put some lube on his finger, and slipped it into Charles’ tight little hole, moving it around, until he found Charles’ hot spot, causing him to buck his hips suddenly.  Victor proceeded to slip another finger into Charles’ asshole, stretching him out.  He caressed and rubbed his velvety insides, until he couldn’t take the waiting anymore.  He lubed up his engorged, stiff rod, and pulled Charles’ legs over his shoulders.  Then he plunged his one eyed snake deep into the recesses of Charles’ body.

 

“AAAA!”  Charles screamed as his body was flooded with white-hot pleasure.  Victor thrust in and out, sweat quickly forming on his brow, his hair falling around his face in a most sexy manner.  He grunted, feeling Charles’ tight ass envelope his dick, ecstasy rippling through his body.  Before he could come, however, he pulled out, and flipped Charles onto his stomach.  “OH don’t stop don’t stop!”  Charles begged.

 

Victor kissed the back of Charles neck.  “Just hold on a sec, babe,” he murmured huskily, leaning over to the nightstand again.  He pulled out a large vibrating butt plug and lubed it up, then turned it on and stuck it in his ass.  “OH yeah… let’s go!”  He thrust himself once again into Charles’ depths, this time doggy-style.  He rammed his thick organ in and out of his asshole, while whacking off Charles man-stick.  Victor pumped harder and faster until finally erupting inside of Charles with a scream of ecstasy.  He collapsed, sweaty, on Charles, catching his breath, and pulled out the vibrating butt plug and turned if off.

 

Victor pulled out of him and looked down at his lust-glazed eyes.  “Do you mind if I tie you up?”  he inquired gently. 

 

“No, please, go ahead, just finish me!”  he pleaded.  Victor grinned devilishly at him, before reaching into the nightstand of sex toys again, and pulling out leather cuffs.  He secured his arms and legs to the headboard and footboard, then headed out of the room to the kitchen.  Charles waited not so patiently, his erect cock throbbing for attention.  Victor soon returned, carrying a bottle of warmed Nestlé fudge.  He climbed astride him and captured his mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.  Victor pulled back and climbed off him, pouring fudge down his well-muscled chest, down his stomach and over his hard hot rod.  Victor then proceeded to kiss his neck, nipping at the soft flesh, moving down over his body, licking up the sweet syrup.  Charles moaned, pulling against his bonds.  Victor moved his tongue seductively over his body, steadily moving lower.  He lapped at the base of his penis, drawing a gasp from Charles.  Victor ran his tongue up and down the hard shaft, and licked up the syrup collected around his balls.  Charles whimpered and thrust his hips uncontrollably.

 

Victor sucked on his head, taken him in to the base of his cock, and slipped on finger into his ass, rubbing at his hot spot.  He groaned and thrashed against his bonds as he was driven closer to the edge.  Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore, and hot fluid exploded in Victor’s mouth as the hot fire of passion consumed his body.  He collapsed against the bed, panting, as Victor licked up the last of his man juice.  Victor untied him and pulled him into his arms, and there they fell asleep, content.

 

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The next morning, Charles woke up, feeling strangely warm and safe.  As he slowly regained awareness of his surroundings, he realized he was wrapped in a pair of strong arms.  Carefully, he turned around to face his lover, who was asleep with an angelic expression on his face.  Charles smiled gently; his last lover had never been so adventurous yet gentle in bed.  Maybe he’d stick with this one for a while.  He lightly kissed Victor’s lips and snuggled deeper into his arms, drifting back to sleep.

 

~owari~

 

 

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And that's the first non-angsty fic I've ever finished! I wrote it to prove to my friends that no, I'm not all talk, and yes, I can write porn, even if it sucks. As for the names, Charles Suteba and Victor Valapariso... if you didn't already figure it out, that was a play on Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine. I did that to amuse Genova-chan, who's madly in love with Cloud. Mwah hahahahahahaha! Suteba is Japanese for, I think, dumping grounds (got that randomly out of my Japanese slang book) and Valapariso is where Deb-chan lives.


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