Road Trip part 2
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roxyRoad Trip
Lindsey and Riley
BtVS
NC-17
Not now and never will be mine...except in my own fevered mind.
Graham stared back. He was obviously shocked to see Ri spread over the bed in a provocative pose. He opened his mouth but nothing came out, and after a moment he wet his lips and his eyes drifted down to the fringe of hair visible in the open fly of Riley’s pants.
Yeah.
Lindsey went behind him and shut and locked the door.
“Graham,” Riley spoke finally, but he looked at Lindsey when he said it, taking cues for his behavior from him. Lindsey smiled warmly at him, and walked over to stand at the bed near him. He reached down and ruffled Ri’s hair, and stroked his jaw. Ri’s eyes drifted close and his voice was rough when he asked Graham what he wanted, why he followed him.
“I—I –just wanted to see you, talk to you,” he stuttered and kept his eyes locked on Lindsey’s fingers, now stroking Riley’s chest, now pinching his nipples. He blushed deeply when Riley groaned and arched into the touch.
“Graham,” Riley’s eyes flew open and he gasped when Lindsey pinched a nipple especially hard. Lindsey made encouraging sounds when he skinned his pants low enough to let his dick rise free of the restricting material. It lay hard and leaking in the groove of his hip.
Graham slid up to the bed, keeping his eye on Lindsey like he expected the smaller man to strike like a snake. Lindsey grinned.
This boy was going to be a lot of fun.
“Come on, cowboy. Come on over here. Your friend wants to talk to you.” Graham walked slowly around to where Lindsey stood. Lindsey could see that he was hard—
good, that makes this all much easier.
Riley was panting a little and when Lindsey trained his ice blue eyes on him, his dick twitched in the vee of his open fly. Gray let out a wispy, barely heard “Oh.” and moved closer to the bed, which brought him closer to Lindsey. Linds grabbed him by the waist, and leaned into his neck. “You came to fuck him didn’t you?” Graham’s eyes closed and a full body shiver shook him like a leaf in the wind.
“Yeah. You wanted that didn’t you.” Lindsey’s hands stroked Gray’s sides, slid up under his shirt and his fingers traced circles lightly around his navel.
“You thought about fucking him a lot, didn’t you? Him and his innocent fuckin’ Iowa self. I bet you wanted to be balls deep in this, hunh?” He pushed against Graham’s ass and ground up into him. “So. You want to fuck him?”
Graham moaned and pushed back, watching Riley watch him, Riley’s expression was unreadable but he was circling a fingertip round the head of his dick.
Lindsey’s hands dipped into Graham’s waistband and played with his hair, pulling gently at it while he licked at the curve of his ear. “Go get undressed boy, it’s right to be naked.” His eyes moved to Riley.
“Ri. Get undressed.”
Riley shimmied out of his pants, pulled his shirt over his head, and was naked and waiting, his shining eyes trained on Linds as he waited for his next instruction.
Graham meanwhile stumbled gracelessly through taking his clothes off—kicking off his boots and yanking his socks off. His shirt followed and Lindsey took a moment to admire him.
Good build, good shape, healthy. Perfect.
Graham’s pants followed and he stood in pain white boxers. Lindsey stopped him then, ran his palm over the tented front of the shorts and rubbed over the dampness where the head of his dick pressed against the material. Gray moaned louder and his hands came up to grab Lindsey’s forearms. Linds turned him to face Riley on the bed, and pulled his boxers down. His dick slapped at him when released from the fabric, and Ri reached out his hand and circled him. Graham sobbed once, and thrust forward. Lindsey urged him onto the bed, till he was on hands and knees with his face close to Riley’s groin, so close his breath stirred his hair.
Lindsey bent his head to his ear.
“Go on, suck that dick. Lick it. Feel it, feels nice on your tongue, hunh--”
Riley groaned as Gray did what Linds told him to do. “Lick the head, taste good, doesn’t it boy? Put your lips around it.” Gray pursed his lips just around the tip and Lindsey rubbed his hands down his back, to his ass, spread his cheeks and stroked the taut circle with a finger lightly, carefully.
“Relax, it won’t hurt. Look at Ri—look how much he likes the touch of you.”
Riley bucked and groaned, his eyes wide and glittering and locked on Lindsey’s.
Graham's eyes closed and he moaned through his nose and sank as far down the shaft as he could before gagging.
Lindsey moved away, back across the room and took a pack of condoms from the bag he’d brought in earlier. He took his time unrolling the lubed condom on himself, watching Ri grit his teeth and try not to come as Gray sucked him off. It was wet and noisy and sloppy, and he was probably ripping up his mouth struggling to keep his teeth covered.
It made Lindsey laugh-- Riley jumped and gasped and shook, the lost look on his face as he panted open mouthed made Lindsey quiver inside. He really was beautiful when he was like this, his boy was.
So fucking pretty….
He gathered what lube was left in the foil and stroked Graham again, sliding his finger around and around, slipping in a bit more on each circle of the quivering muscle. Lindsey waited until the other’s hips shifted back a little, until he began trying to get more.
Riley struggled to hold himself down, his hips trembling and his belly jumping. Sweat ran down his face, matting his hair flat and he was blinking rapidly but he wouldn’t close his eyes—they wouldn’t leave his. Riley was groaning and biting his lips as if he were in pain. He was begging him with his eyes.
Fuck, that’s so hot. Beg me, boy, ask my permission to come--
Lindsey grinned and rubbed the head of his dick against Gray’s hole, slowly, slowly pushing in and Gray let Riley fall out of his mouth and dropped his head to his thigh and shook, moaned as he struggled to relax and let Lindsey in.
Lindsey watched Riley’s face as he was swallowed in the heat.
So hot and tight and…
Linds pumped slow, shallow strokes and suddenly Gray was gasping- “please, please, please--”
“Please what? Hmm? Please stop?” and Linds pulled back, flexed inside of him and wrung out a groan.
“Please more?” and he slid in and Gray screamed, “God!" reached under himself and grabbed his dick.
“What do you want boy?” Lind’s breath was getting short; he felt a burn starting in the base of his spine…“Suck my boy, Graham. Suck him, jerk yourself, make yourself feel good, come on him, I want you to come all over him--"
Damn, gonna make myself come!
He laughed briefly and fucked in deeper. His dick jerked inside Gray, and the man dropped his mouth back on Ri and sucked like his life depended on it.
“Linds! Linds! Please! Can I—I need to—“ Ri shook hard from head to toe and desperately begged Lindsey,” God! I need to come!”
“Do it boy—do it now”
And Riley arched like his spine was snapping, his mouth dropped open in a silent scream and Gray choked, and struggled to swallow, groaned around the dick pouring down his throat.
Lindsey's dick was caught in a warm silken grip as Gray clamped around him in orgasm, shivering as his head dropped on Riley’s stomach and his come laced his legs-- his mouth wet and slack against him, a long keening wail erupted from him and Lindsey felt like a god. Every part of him was alive and on fire, he came hard, furious, slamming into Gray with no mercy, flying, soaring-- fuck, he had them both in the palm of his hand—
He caught his breath, cooled down while watching Graham lick Riley’s stomach. Ri looked fucked out, dreamy, looking to him for approval--- it made him flex and Gray groaned softly. He pulled out and tossed the condom and came back to Riley’s side of the bed. He bent down and kissed him until Ri was breathing hard again.
Oh no way—no way was he loosing this one. His boy was so pretty, so good, so clever…
He drew his fingers across the back of Graham’s neck.
Maybe he’d let him have a pet of his own.
Lindsey and Riley
BtVS
NC-17
Not now and never will be mine...except in my own fevered mind.
Graham stared back. He was obviously shocked to see Ri spread over the bed in a provocative pose. He opened his mouth but nothing came out, and after a moment he wet his lips and his eyes drifted down to the fringe of hair visible in the open fly of Riley’s pants.
Yeah.
Lindsey went behind him and shut and locked the door.
“Graham,” Riley spoke finally, but he looked at Lindsey when he said it, taking cues for his behavior from him. Lindsey smiled warmly at him, and walked over to stand at the bed near him. He reached down and ruffled Ri’s hair, and stroked his jaw. Ri’s eyes drifted close and his voice was rough when he asked Graham what he wanted, why he followed him.
“I—I –just wanted to see you, talk to you,” he stuttered and kept his eyes locked on Lindsey’s fingers, now stroking Riley’s chest, now pinching his nipples. He blushed deeply when Riley groaned and arched into the touch.
“Graham,” Riley’s eyes flew open and he gasped when Lindsey pinched a nipple especially hard. Lindsey made encouraging sounds when he skinned his pants low enough to let his dick rise free of the restricting material. It lay hard and leaking in the groove of his hip.
Graham slid up to the bed, keeping his eye on Lindsey like he expected the smaller man to strike like a snake. Lindsey grinned.
This boy was going to be a lot of fun.
“Come on, cowboy. Come on over here. Your friend wants to talk to you.” Graham walked slowly around to where Lindsey stood. Lindsey could see that he was hard—
good, that makes this all much easier.
Riley was panting a little and when Lindsey trained his ice blue eyes on him, his dick twitched in the vee of his open fly. Gray let out a wispy, barely heard “Oh.” and moved closer to the bed, which brought him closer to Lindsey. Linds grabbed him by the waist, and leaned into his neck. “You came to fuck him didn’t you?” Graham’s eyes closed and a full body shiver shook him like a leaf in the wind.
“Yeah. You wanted that didn’t you.” Lindsey’s hands stroked Gray’s sides, slid up under his shirt and his fingers traced circles lightly around his navel.
“You thought about fucking him a lot, didn’t you? Him and his innocent fuckin’ Iowa self. I bet you wanted to be balls deep in this, hunh?” He pushed against Graham’s ass and ground up into him. “So. You want to fuck him?”
Graham moaned and pushed back, watching Riley watch him, Riley’s expression was unreadable but he was circling a fingertip round the head of his dick.
Lindsey’s hands dipped into Graham’s waistband and played with his hair, pulling gently at it while he licked at the curve of his ear. “Go get undressed boy, it’s right to be naked.” His eyes moved to Riley.
“Ri. Get undressed.”
Riley shimmied out of his pants, pulled his shirt over his head, and was naked and waiting, his shining eyes trained on Linds as he waited for his next instruction.
Graham meanwhile stumbled gracelessly through taking his clothes off—kicking off his boots and yanking his socks off. His shirt followed and Lindsey took a moment to admire him.
Good build, good shape, healthy. Perfect.
Graham’s pants followed and he stood in pain white boxers. Lindsey stopped him then, ran his palm over the tented front of the shorts and rubbed over the dampness where the head of his dick pressed against the material. Gray moaned louder and his hands came up to grab Lindsey’s forearms. Linds turned him to face Riley on the bed, and pulled his boxers down. His dick slapped at him when released from the fabric, and Ri reached out his hand and circled him. Graham sobbed once, and thrust forward. Lindsey urged him onto the bed, till he was on hands and knees with his face close to Riley’s groin, so close his breath stirred his hair.
Lindsey bent his head to his ear.
“Go on, suck that dick. Lick it. Feel it, feels nice on your tongue, hunh--”
Riley groaned as Gray did what Linds told him to do. “Lick the head, taste good, doesn’t it boy? Put your lips around it.” Gray pursed his lips just around the tip and Lindsey rubbed his hands down his back, to his ass, spread his cheeks and stroked the taut circle with a finger lightly, carefully.
“Relax, it won’t hurt. Look at Ri—look how much he likes the touch of you.”
Riley bucked and groaned, his eyes wide and glittering and locked on Lindsey’s.
Graham's eyes closed and he moaned through his nose and sank as far down the shaft as he could before gagging.
Lindsey moved away, back across the room and took a pack of condoms from the bag he’d brought in earlier. He took his time unrolling the lubed condom on himself, watching Ri grit his teeth and try not to come as Gray sucked him off. It was wet and noisy and sloppy, and he was probably ripping up his mouth struggling to keep his teeth covered.
It made Lindsey laugh-- Riley jumped and gasped and shook, the lost look on his face as he panted open mouthed made Lindsey quiver inside. He really was beautiful when he was like this, his boy was.
So fucking pretty….
He gathered what lube was left in the foil and stroked Graham again, sliding his finger around and around, slipping in a bit more on each circle of the quivering muscle. Lindsey waited until the other’s hips shifted back a little, until he began trying to get more.
Riley struggled to hold himself down, his hips trembling and his belly jumping. Sweat ran down his face, matting his hair flat and he was blinking rapidly but he wouldn’t close his eyes—they wouldn’t leave his. Riley was groaning and biting his lips as if he were in pain. He was begging him with his eyes.
Fuck, that’s so hot. Beg me, boy, ask my permission to come--
Lindsey grinned and rubbed the head of his dick against Gray’s hole, slowly, slowly pushing in and Gray let Riley fall out of his mouth and dropped his head to his thigh and shook, moaned as he struggled to relax and let Lindsey in.
Lindsey watched Riley’s face as he was swallowed in the heat.
So hot and tight and…
Linds pumped slow, shallow strokes and suddenly Gray was gasping- “please, please, please--”
“Please what? Hmm? Please stop?” and Linds pulled back, flexed inside of him and wrung out a groan.
“Please more?” and he slid in and Gray screamed, “God!" reached under himself and grabbed his dick.
“What do you want boy?” Lind’s breath was getting short; he felt a burn starting in the base of his spine…“Suck my boy, Graham. Suck him, jerk yourself, make yourself feel good, come on him, I want you to come all over him--"
Damn, gonna make myself come!
He laughed briefly and fucked in deeper. His dick jerked inside Gray, and the man dropped his mouth back on Ri and sucked like his life depended on it.
“Linds! Linds! Please! Can I—I need to—“ Ri shook hard from head to toe and desperately begged Lindsey,” God! I need to come!”
“Do it boy—do it now”
And Riley arched like his spine was snapping, his mouth dropped open in a silent scream and Gray choked, and struggled to swallow, groaned around the dick pouring down his throat.
Lindsey's dick was caught in a warm silken grip as Gray clamped around him in orgasm, shivering as his head dropped on Riley’s stomach and his come laced his legs-- his mouth wet and slack against him, a long keening wail erupted from him and Lindsey felt like a god. Every part of him was alive and on fire, he came hard, furious, slamming into Gray with no mercy, flying, soaring-- fuck, he had them both in the palm of his hand—
He caught his breath, cooled down while watching Graham lick Riley’s stomach. Ri looked fucked out, dreamy, looking to him for approval--- it made him flex and Gray groaned softly. He pulled out and tossed the condom and came back to Riley’s side of the bed. He bent down and kissed him until Ri was breathing hard again.
Oh no way—no way was he loosing this one. His boy was so pretty, so good, so clever…
He drew his fingers across the back of Graham’s neck.
Maybe he’d let him have a pet of his own.
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