Blood Vane

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Thomas “Blood” Vane had a problem. It wasn’t a particularly BAD problem but, it was a rather large one and it had started just after the Georgia VS Carolina football game when he had suddenly gone from watching Georgia get their ass kicked; to watching his best friend stick his tongue down his roommates throat and HOLY HELL that had to be the hottest thing he’d ever seen.

Seth had just stood there in shock while Micky grabbed him and seriously planted a kiss on those soft pink lips. Blood’s “problem” throbbed painfully in his pants.

The second later Micky had backed away, apologizing profusely to a still stunned looking blond. Blood had grabbed him, and hauled him off and down the corridor to the supply closet. Micky had stared up at him with those big, brown eyes looking as though he was expecting a harsh scolding. Blood had quickly put an end to that thought by shoving the smaller boy hard up against the wall and ravaging his mouth.

Micky arms had wrapped around his shoulders with a whimper, and then his legs parted so that their groins rubbed with delicious friction every time Blood thrust against him.

As for Micky.... Well. It had felt like a dream to him as he had watched the final seconds of the game, and then kissing Seth had been even more surreal, but Blood was actually attacking him and SWEET MOTHER IN HEAVEN biting at his throat while they ground together, and if this was a dream then Micky never, EVER wanted to wake up.

Blood grabbed two hands full of ass and shoved his tongue back in the smaller boys mouth while he continued to thrust against him.

It was too much. Micky came hard as Blood kept pressing their cocks together and he felt his friend join him a few moments later as the tall, dark haired boy shuddered heavily against him.

Slowly, they slid to the floor of the old closet still clutching at each other as they tried to catch their breaths.


Seth Edwards found himself somehow sitting alone in the recreation room right after he had just had his lips assaulted by the last person he was expecting it from. And to top it all off, the boy that he actually had been lusting after had disappeared with said “last person” with a definite hot and horny look in his eyes moments later.

Humph.

So.... apparently watching turned Blood on in a big way. Surprise.... Surprise.

“Hello gorgeous.” Came a soft voice purring in his ear.

Seth jumped. So deep had he been into his rumination about just what might or might not turn Blood on that he had somehow allowed Roddy to sneak up on him. The redhead gave him a wicked grin.

“What do you want Malone?” Seth crossed his arms in a stubborn stance.

He got more of that wicked, wicked smile for his troubles. “Well Sugar.... I think you know what I want....”

Roddy’s eyes roamed over his body. “The only question is... are you ready to give it to me yet?’

The NERVE of him. Seth prepared himself to tell the big ass exactly which part of Hades he could go to while he waited for that to happen. Sonny stepped right in front of him.

“Why are you bothering me now Malone?” Sonny pursed his lips, while Seth silently cheered the fact that his other was acting the way he wanted him to for a change.

Roddy scooted closer. “Oh.... I just spotted you here.... All alone by your O’ so helpless and delectable self, and I just decided to come over and say hello.”

Sonny gave him the LOOK. You know, the LOOK that says, we both know I almost ripped your balls off with my bare hands so don’t try to pull any bullshit on me LOOK. However, his lips might have twitched just a tiny bit in amusement at Malone’s assessment of his circumstance. For an evil bastard, Roddy could be quite charming at times.

“So.... What’s a nice boy like you doing in a place like this?” Roddy grinned and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Sonny couldn’t help it. It was just such a stupid thing to say. He giggled while Seth stared at him in disgust.

“Watching a bunch of idiots run around chasing after a pigskin like it really matters.” Sonny smirked. “I guess you were pretty interested in the game though, huh?”

Roddy grinned. “Actually, I made a ton off the game. Most people bet the favorite.”

“Lucky you.” Sonny said, looking around.

“I always have been lucky.” Roddy’s gaze followed the blonds. “Apparently not as lucky as your friend Micky though.”

“He’s not my friend.” Sonny replied automatically. “And why is he lucky?”

“Well....” Roddy chewed on his bottom lip. “He bet Carolina in the game.....”

Sonny really wasn’t paying attention. He was trying to determine where Blood had gotten off too.

“And now he’s getting his brains fucked out by that half-breed roommate of yours.”

NOW, Roddy had Sonny’s attention. His head snapped up. “What makes you think that?”

“Baby...” Roddy laughed playfully. “I don’t THINK it. I KNOW IT.” The tall redhead made a wide sweeping gesture. “I have eyes and ears all over this place.”

Sonny nodded, acknowledging that at least that much of what Roddy said was true.

Roddy leaned in closer. “Look Seth... I don’t know why you think that you would want Geronimo anyway.”

“Its none of your business.” Sonny said tersely.

“Fine.” Roddy shrugged, “Do what you want. Waste your time.” Dark blue eyes met gray thunder in Sonny’s own blue/gray eyes. “But I’m telling you right now...” The redhead smirked evilly. “Vane isn’t EVER going to understand it when you need to call him “Daddy” while he fucks you. Not like I will.”

Sonny stiffened as though he had just been slapped hard across the mouth. Malone leaned in closer to whisper hot in his ear. “As a matter of fact.... I INSIST on it.”

TBC....