Lindsey/Riley Part Two
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roxyIt's very rough, I hope I don't make eyes bleed with the boo-boo's but I wanted to get this up quickly.
More Riley/Lindsey! Like ta see it? Here it is!
The bar was part of the motel, and the only reason he’d rented a room there. Three doors down from the bar and he was at his room. You couldn’t do better than that. Serious drinking could be indulged in without a care—except getting into the right room.
He’d never expected to bring anyone back with him. And he definitely never saw himself bringing a guy back with him. Hadn’t done something like that in a hell of a long time, anyway.
Lindsey walked behind him, not close, not seeming even to be with him. The intense interest that burned him the whole time they talked in the bar was gone, snuffed out like a candle, so thoroughly gone that in a wash of embarrassment, Riley thought maybe he’d imagined it. He turned to the silent presence next to him and tried to tell him it was ok not to go with him. Lindsey just looked at him with a mild, almost blank expression. “No, I do want to go to your room. I—I’m just thinking….”
Riley stopped at his door, and fished around in his pocket for the room key. Finally found it, and opened the door.
He just managed to stop himself from going “Ta-da!”
Lindsey looked up into his face and said quietly, “Ta-da!”
For a moment Riley just stared, shocked—and then laughed, a real laugh, so hard it shook him, it felt great, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed like that. Lindsey grinned at him, and then pushed him hard toward the bed.
That tickled him too-- tiny little guy manhandling him onto the bed. He fell backward, taking Lindsey with him, landing hard on the unyielding mattress.
“Damn! It’s like hitting a rock”, he groaned, and Lindsey chuckled, “ Not for me.”
He leaned up and bit Riley’s chin. Riley moved into it, a little sigh easing out of him, and he closed his eyes and thought how nice it was to be with someone he didn’t have to watch out for, to be so careful with. That was one of the things he’d loved about her, that he never had to worry about being too rough, or too…anything.
Riley shoved his hands up under Lindsey’s shirt and yanked hard, popping it off over his head. Lindsey looked a little startled at the force, but just grinned and relaxed. He straddled Riley and slid his hand in the waistband of his jeans.
“Go ahead, cowboy, get me naked. Looks like you don’t want to waste time-- I like that.”
Riley growled and rolled him onto his back, and yanked hard on the jeans, popped the snap and ripped his shorts down with the denim. His nails scrapped down the length of his thighs, and when he opened his mouth to apologize, the other man laughed. “Shit, that’s nothing! I didn’t even feel that, son!” He grinned fiercely at him, “Go on, Ri—show me what you can do!”
Riley felt challenged. “ Oh, yeah? I’ll show you, you won’t be laughing in a minute, squirt, trust me.” He leaped off the bed and stripped, Lindsey smirking at him added fuel to the flame as he ripped his clothes off as fast as he could.
He dropped his full weight onto Lindsey and captured his mouth, gnawing and sucking at his lips. No softness, no languid exploration, just taking, grinding his mouth against Lindsey’s till their teeth clashed, and flesh gave way.
He could feel the other man’s heart pounding against his ribs, and knew that he was getting desperate to breathe, but he hung on just a second more, till Lindsey’s hands came up to push at him, scrabbling at his skin.
When he let his mouth go, Lindsey was gasping for air.
“Asshole”, he panted out and grinned, as he swiped a hand across his mouth.
Riley grinned back and rubbed his knuckles against Lindsey’s erection, and Lindsey reached down to try and grab his hand, guide it. Riley closed his own hand over Lindsey’s, enjoying the feel of the small bones, squeezing slowly until Lindsey gasped before he let go. He wrapped his fingers around the hot shaft, stroked lightly and dropped his head to the drooling tip, barely flicked it with his tongue. Lindsey bucked up.
“Stop fucking around and do something, you son of a bitch!” he grated out.
“Ok.” Riley said, and licked at the head. He sucked hard at the velvety smooth flesh before pulling back and pressed a thumb hard into the muscles at his hip. When Lindsey hissed and jerked, he dropped his hand back to Lindsey’s dick and cradled it in his palm. He groaned and thrust up and Riley reveled in the feeling of being in control. He nibbled and bit his way up to Lindsey’s nipples, and liked it when Linds started pounding on him, laughed softly when Lindsey began begging him to do something, anything, loved it when Lindsey’s breath came harder and harder, and precome oozed over his loosely teasing fingers.
Lindsey jerked away and hitched himself up so that his face was level with Riley’s. He grabbed at the back of his head and forced him closer.
“My jeans—there’s condoms--” His breath was hot against Riley’s mouth, and the thought of what Lindsey expected made his dick jerk against Lindsey’s stomach, leaving wet trails.
Riley found it, and opened it. Lindsey never took his eyes from his face as he unrolled it onto his dick, and scooped a bit of the lube onto his fingers. He let his legs fall open, and Riley traced his fingers around his hole, pulled one leg onto his shoulder, and grunted when Linds pushed against his finger. He bit his lip, and trembled, almost scared to go further. His fingertip pushed slowly, slowly in, and Lindsey began to curse low and soft under his breath. He pushed in further and watched Lindsey’s dick strain towards his stomach, pulse when he stroked against his prostate.
Lindsey’s eyes were closed; Riley felt a stab of disappointment. He’d wanted to look in them, have them trained on him when he did this and he pushed in with another finger.
“Fuck! Unh-fuck…” Lindsey trailed off and lifted his hips high, “Fuck me,” he growled. Riley grabbed a pillow and jammed it under Lindsey. He shoved in on sharp one stroke, and Lindsey screamed, sucking in air and expelling it in a hoarse shriek.
“Oh god, you fucker…oh, shit, oh--” his voice trailed off into groans as Riley rocked in and out. He pulled Lindsey’s legs up and jerked him on and off his dick, until they both were nearly insane with it. Riley threw his head back and begged his body to last a bit more.
He dropped down onto Lindsey, elbows on either side of his head, and fucked long deep strokes into him, drinking in his moans –exalting in his control of the smaller man.
“ Bitch, fuck, you love it don’t you, little bitch--”
Lindsey opened his eyes and they blazed like blue fire into his.
“Yes,” he hissed between clenched teeth. “Yes”, and his eyes rolled back. “Yes” he yelled and shot hot streams against Riley’s chest, gasping and digging his nails into Riley’s arms, into the scars.
Riley yelled in surprise, it felt like lightening hit him in the base of his spine…Lindsey rolled his head forward and bit down on a scar, and the lightening blew from the base of his spine to the top of his head, and rushed out of him in a burning wave and he screamed until it was black and quiet all around him.
His head swam as he slowly opened his eyes to see Lindsey grinning down at him.
“Oh, yeah cowboy. It’s like that. You didn’t know, did you?” He trailed a hand up a thick rope of scars on the inside of his own thighs. Riley paled as he saw that Lindsey had scars there, on his stomach, the base of his dick…
“Umm, Later, I’m gonna fuck you and you can do me…”
Riley closed his eyes and shuddered. Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes.
He knew he was never going to see home again.
end
More Riley/Lindsey! Like ta see it? Here it is!
The bar was part of the motel, and the only reason he’d rented a room there. Three doors down from the bar and he was at his room. You couldn’t do better than that. Serious drinking could be indulged in without a care—except getting into the right room.
He’d never expected to bring anyone back with him. And he definitely never saw himself bringing a guy back with him. Hadn’t done something like that in a hell of a long time, anyway.
Lindsey walked behind him, not close, not seeming even to be with him. The intense interest that burned him the whole time they talked in the bar was gone, snuffed out like a candle, so thoroughly gone that in a wash of embarrassment, Riley thought maybe he’d imagined it. He turned to the silent presence next to him and tried to tell him it was ok not to go with him. Lindsey just looked at him with a mild, almost blank expression. “No, I do want to go to your room. I—I’m just thinking….”
Riley stopped at his door, and fished around in his pocket for the room key. Finally found it, and opened the door.
He just managed to stop himself from going “Ta-da!”
Lindsey looked up into his face and said quietly, “Ta-da!”
For a moment Riley just stared, shocked—and then laughed, a real laugh, so hard it shook him, it felt great, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed like that. Lindsey grinned at him, and then pushed him hard toward the bed.
That tickled him too-- tiny little guy manhandling him onto the bed. He fell backward, taking Lindsey with him, landing hard on the unyielding mattress.
“Damn! It’s like hitting a rock”, he groaned, and Lindsey chuckled, “ Not for me.”
He leaned up and bit Riley’s chin. Riley moved into it, a little sigh easing out of him, and he closed his eyes and thought how nice it was to be with someone he didn’t have to watch out for, to be so careful with. That was one of the things he’d loved about her, that he never had to worry about being too rough, or too…anything.
Riley shoved his hands up under Lindsey’s shirt and yanked hard, popping it off over his head. Lindsey looked a little startled at the force, but just grinned and relaxed. He straddled Riley and slid his hand in the waistband of his jeans.
“Go ahead, cowboy, get me naked. Looks like you don’t want to waste time-- I like that.”
Riley growled and rolled him onto his back, and yanked hard on the jeans, popped the snap and ripped his shorts down with the denim. His nails scrapped down the length of his thighs, and when he opened his mouth to apologize, the other man laughed. “Shit, that’s nothing! I didn’t even feel that, son!” He grinned fiercely at him, “Go on, Ri—show me what you can do!”
Riley felt challenged. “ Oh, yeah? I’ll show you, you won’t be laughing in a minute, squirt, trust me.” He leaped off the bed and stripped, Lindsey smirking at him added fuel to the flame as he ripped his clothes off as fast as he could.
He dropped his full weight onto Lindsey and captured his mouth, gnawing and sucking at his lips. No softness, no languid exploration, just taking, grinding his mouth against Lindsey’s till their teeth clashed, and flesh gave way.
He could feel the other man’s heart pounding against his ribs, and knew that he was getting desperate to breathe, but he hung on just a second more, till Lindsey’s hands came up to push at him, scrabbling at his skin.
When he let his mouth go, Lindsey was gasping for air.
“Asshole”, he panted out and grinned, as he swiped a hand across his mouth.
Riley grinned back and rubbed his knuckles against Lindsey’s erection, and Lindsey reached down to try and grab his hand, guide it. Riley closed his own hand over Lindsey’s, enjoying the feel of the small bones, squeezing slowly until Lindsey gasped before he let go. He wrapped his fingers around the hot shaft, stroked lightly and dropped his head to the drooling tip, barely flicked it with his tongue. Lindsey bucked up.
“Stop fucking around and do something, you son of a bitch!” he grated out.
“Ok.” Riley said, and licked at the head. He sucked hard at the velvety smooth flesh before pulling back and pressed a thumb hard into the muscles at his hip. When Lindsey hissed and jerked, he dropped his hand back to Lindsey’s dick and cradled it in his palm. He groaned and thrust up and Riley reveled in the feeling of being in control. He nibbled and bit his way up to Lindsey’s nipples, and liked it when Linds started pounding on him, laughed softly when Lindsey began begging him to do something, anything, loved it when Lindsey’s breath came harder and harder, and precome oozed over his loosely teasing fingers.
Lindsey jerked away and hitched himself up so that his face was level with Riley’s. He grabbed at the back of his head and forced him closer.
“My jeans—there’s condoms--” His breath was hot against Riley’s mouth, and the thought of what Lindsey expected made his dick jerk against Lindsey’s stomach, leaving wet trails.
Riley found it, and opened it. Lindsey never took his eyes from his face as he unrolled it onto his dick, and scooped a bit of the lube onto his fingers. He let his legs fall open, and Riley traced his fingers around his hole, pulled one leg onto his shoulder, and grunted when Linds pushed against his finger. He bit his lip, and trembled, almost scared to go further. His fingertip pushed slowly, slowly in, and Lindsey began to curse low and soft under his breath. He pushed in further and watched Lindsey’s dick strain towards his stomach, pulse when he stroked against his prostate.
Lindsey’s eyes were closed; Riley felt a stab of disappointment. He’d wanted to look in them, have them trained on him when he did this and he pushed in with another finger.
“Fuck! Unh-fuck…” Lindsey trailed off and lifted his hips high, “Fuck me,” he growled. Riley grabbed a pillow and jammed it under Lindsey. He shoved in on sharp one stroke, and Lindsey screamed, sucking in air and expelling it in a hoarse shriek.
“Oh god, you fucker…oh, shit, oh--” his voice trailed off into groans as Riley rocked in and out. He pulled Lindsey’s legs up and jerked him on and off his dick, until they both were nearly insane with it. Riley threw his head back and begged his body to last a bit more.
He dropped down onto Lindsey, elbows on either side of his head, and fucked long deep strokes into him, drinking in his moans –exalting in his control of the smaller man.
“ Bitch, fuck, you love it don’t you, little bitch--”
Lindsey opened his eyes and they blazed like blue fire into his.
“Yes,” he hissed between clenched teeth. “Yes”, and his eyes rolled back. “Yes” he yelled and shot hot streams against Riley’s chest, gasping and digging his nails into Riley’s arms, into the scars.
Riley yelled in surprise, it felt like lightening hit him in the base of his spine…Lindsey rolled his head forward and bit down on a scar, and the lightening blew from the base of his spine to the top of his head, and rushed out of him in a burning wave and he screamed until it was black and quiet all around him.
His head swam as he slowly opened his eyes to see Lindsey grinning down at him.
“Oh, yeah cowboy. It’s like that. You didn’t know, did you?” He trailed a hand up a thick rope of scars on the inside of his own thighs. Riley paled as he saw that Lindsey had scars there, on his stomach, the base of his dick…
“Umm, Later, I’m gonna fuck you and you can do me…”
Riley closed his eyes and shuddered. Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes.
He knew he was never going to see home again.
end
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