Unrealistic
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
6,780
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Unrealistic ch2
Disclaimer: This is mine. No touchie.
“In fact if you’re still worried we can do that now.” That was just cruel and unusual torment, he whimpered.
“You’ve gotta be kiddin me.” Mac muttered right before Tommy’s lips brushed his. At this Mac growled, devouring Tommy’s mouth hungrily. Last night he hadn’t been able to get any sleep because he had been haunted by the images of the blonde’s ass and neck. Tommy giggled and kissed him back happily. Mac, on instinct, pulled him into his lap to get a better angle.
Tommy wrapped his legs around Mac’s waist. Their tongues dueled for dominance, for Tommy it was obviously playful, for Mac it was serious. Getting annoyed at not being able to explore his mouth like he wanted Mac kneaded the perfect ass that he had, admittedly, been staring at earlier. This had an oddly calming effect on Mac; he still was horny but it wasn’t as maddening as before. Tommy’s ass felt better in his hands than he had imagined. Day-mn.
Tommy couldn’t believe Mac was kissing him senseless already. The straight, hot, detective and the gay, male, stripper? Who’da thunk it? Mac seemed to have a fixation on his ass. Which was very gratifying to a man who made a chunk of his income off people staring at the afore mentioned ass. Most times he felt nothing when men stared at him but knowing Mac was appreciative turned him on. He decided to give Mac control of the kiss; he wanted to see what would happen.
Mac plundered his mouth hungrily. His cock throbbed in reminder of the fact that he had he had been holding off having sex with Leeza so Valentines would be more special. And then she had left so… He pushed thoughts of Leeza away. Tommy was a wondrous distraction if there ever was one. He drew Tommy’s tongue into his mouth a sucked at it causing Tommy to moan. How ironic that Leeza had hated it. Tommy wiggled closer showing him that they were both equally excited. Day-mn this was hot. Maybe he was gay? With an enticement like Tommy a priest could be converted, I mean Jesus it wasn’t his fault! Another painful throb caused him to pull their lips apart. “Tom- Tommy. Shit.”
Tommy giggled, “Do you need something, Detective?” Mac groaned in response. “Hmm?”
“Call me Mac.” His voice was a husky whisper.
“Need anything, Mac?” The way he said Mac’s name was like a small squeeze to his balls, the good kind.
“Yes, damn it.” Tommy giggled again and rubbed their groins against each other almost like a reward for the admission. Mac moaned, Day-mn.
Almost on cue … Mac’s cell phone rang. “Son of a bitch!”
“You need to get that don’t you?”
His answer was a string of curse words that would have done any drunken man proud. Tommy giggled. Mac frowned at him but answered his phone with a growled, “What?”
“Mac, we got another one.”
Another string of curses then, “Be there in 20 minutes.” He hung up then stomped around, grumbling, to gather his stuff. Tommy giggled again. “You think this is funny?” Giggle; nod. “Really?” Mac grabbed him by his blonde hair and kissed him senseless. They both pulled back panting.
“You still have to go.” Tommy’s serious comment was met with a very impressive string of cuss words. “We’ll talk about it when you get home.” Mac looked at him. “Have a nice day at work.” Tommy leaned up to kiss him lightly on the lips. Mac had the oddest look on his face. He looked almost, sad? “Mac?”
“No-“ He took a deep breath, “No one’s ever done that before.”
“Kiss you?” Mac looked too serious.
“Wish me a good day at work.”
“Oh.”
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Mac couldn’t believe Tommy had kissed him. Well he had kissed him back but… That wasn’t it he was being bothered by the fact that Tommy had wished him a good day. No one had ever done that. No one. Damn this was getting complicated.
*Whimper* Curse schizophrenic Muses to Hel and back! *sigh* I apologize to you who are actually wanting to know what happens next… I keep coming up with too many stories to write and my hands can’t keep up. So I am going to cut this much shorter than I wanted or intended… in the next chapter! Mwahaha! … *bow* Please bear with me.
Disclaimer: This is mine. No touchie.
“In fact if you’re still worried we can do that now.” That was just cruel and unusual torment, he whimpered.
“You’ve gotta be kiddin me.” Mac muttered right before Tommy’s lips brushed his. At this Mac growled, devouring Tommy’s mouth hungrily. Last night he hadn’t been able to get any sleep because he had been haunted by the images of the blonde’s ass and neck. Tommy giggled and kissed him back happily. Mac, on instinct, pulled him into his lap to get a better angle.
Tommy wrapped his legs around Mac’s waist. Their tongues dueled for dominance, for Tommy it was obviously playful, for Mac it was serious. Getting annoyed at not being able to explore his mouth like he wanted Mac kneaded the perfect ass that he had, admittedly, been staring at earlier. This had an oddly calming effect on Mac; he still was horny but it wasn’t as maddening as before. Tommy’s ass felt better in his hands than he had imagined. Day-mn.
Tommy couldn’t believe Mac was kissing him senseless already. The straight, hot, detective and the gay, male, stripper? Who’da thunk it? Mac seemed to have a fixation on his ass. Which was very gratifying to a man who made a chunk of his income off people staring at the afore mentioned ass. Most times he felt nothing when men stared at him but knowing Mac was appreciative turned him on. He decided to give Mac control of the kiss; he wanted to see what would happen.
Mac plundered his mouth hungrily. His cock throbbed in reminder of the fact that he had he had been holding off having sex with Leeza so Valentines would be more special. And then she had left so… He pushed thoughts of Leeza away. Tommy was a wondrous distraction if there ever was one. He drew Tommy’s tongue into his mouth a sucked at it causing Tommy to moan. How ironic that Leeza had hated it. Tommy wiggled closer showing him that they were both equally excited. Day-mn this was hot. Maybe he was gay? With an enticement like Tommy a priest could be converted, I mean Jesus it wasn’t his fault! Another painful throb caused him to pull their lips apart. “Tom- Tommy. Shit.”
Tommy giggled, “Do you need something, Detective?” Mac groaned in response. “Hmm?”
“Call me Mac.” His voice was a husky whisper.
“Need anything, Mac?” The way he said Mac’s name was like a small squeeze to his balls, the good kind.
“Yes, damn it.” Tommy giggled again and rubbed their groins against each other almost like a reward for the admission. Mac moaned, Day-mn.
Almost on cue … Mac’s cell phone rang. “Son of a bitch!”
“You need to get that don’t you?”
His answer was a string of curse words that would have done any drunken man proud. Tommy giggled. Mac frowned at him but answered his phone with a growled, “What?”
“Mac, we got another one.”
Another string of curses then, “Be there in 20 minutes.” He hung up then stomped around, grumbling, to gather his stuff. Tommy giggled again. “You think this is funny?” Giggle; nod. “Really?” Mac grabbed him by his blonde hair and kissed him senseless. They both pulled back panting.
“You still have to go.” Tommy’s serious comment was met with a very impressive string of cuss words. “We’ll talk about it when you get home.” Mac looked at him. “Have a nice day at work.” Tommy leaned up to kiss him lightly on the lips. Mac had the oddest look on his face. He looked almost, sad? “Mac?”
“No-“ He took a deep breath, “No one’s ever done that before.”
“Kiss you?” Mac looked too serious.
“Wish me a good day at work.”
“Oh.”
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Mac couldn’t believe Tommy had kissed him. Well he had kissed him back but… That wasn’t it he was being bothered by the fact that Tommy had wished him a good day. No one had ever done that. No one. Damn this was getting complicated.
*Whimper* Curse schizophrenic Muses to Hel and back! *sigh* I apologize to you who are actually wanting to know what happens next… I keep coming up with too many stories to write and my hands can’t keep up. So I am going to cut this much shorter than I wanted or intended… in the next chapter! Mwahaha! … *bow* Please bear with me.