The Shed

Title: The Shed
Author: CiraArana
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 2,760 words
Warnings: semi public sex, hints of D/s, some dirty talk, lots of family
Disclaimer: These guys are mine. Hands off.
Summary: Bill and Maddox have fun in a wooden shed.
Author's Notes: It started off PWP but, as always, didn't quite want to stay one. Suddenly, the guys started talking and wouldn't shut up. Also, hints of unplanned sequel-ish thing. The title is spectacularly uninspired but I couldn't think of a better one.

The Shed

The air in the little lean-to smells woodsy. The sun glitters on little specks of dust that their frantic movements have stirred up. From outside, a low babble of voices sounds, interspersed with the bright laughter and high voices of children playing.

Maddox faces the high stack of firewood, braced precariously on the logs. His jeans pool around his ankles. His head is lowered between his outstretched arms, and he bites his lips to suppress a low groan when the fingers in his arse are replaced by Bill’s thick cock.

Bill sinks in slowly. His hands grip Maddox’s hips so tightly they are certain to leave bruises. Maddox’s breath hitches. Bill answers with a hiss, and then he is fully inside, his balls resting against Maddox’s thighs.

‘Fuck, babe, you’re tight,’ he groans in Maddox’s ear.

Maddox can’t stifle the soft whimper that escapes him.

‘Shh,’ Bill breathes. ‘Gotta be silent, babe.’

His breath, hot and moist, fans over Maddox’s heated skin. He wriggles his ass and pushes back against Bill.

‘Stop talking and do me already.’ It doesn’t come across as commanding as he wishes, but you can’t order people around in a whisper.

Bill laughs almost silently and moves back before thrusting slowly back in. A shiver runs down Maddox’s spine, and his fingers clench on the logs.

‘Like that, hmm?’ Bill repeats the motion, moving slowly, too slowly for Maddox’s taste. The fucking bastard has been teasing him all afternoon, smiling and licking his lips, brushing up against Maddox when he got up to get them more food. Whispering what he wants to do to Maddox, and Maddox’s mother and aunts sitting right opposite them! It was all Maddox could do not to jump Bill right then and there.

But he made it through the interminable barbeque without doing anything that might shock his dear and numerous relatives. He caused some piqued glances from the older ones, and knowing smirks from the younger ones, when he dragged Bill off once the last left-over steak had been wrapped in silver foil. But all he meant to do was to find a place to snog Bill senseless.

He did not expect Bill to shove his hands down Maddox’s pants and grope his ass. He certainly did not expect to be pushed back, have his jeans shoved down, or have his cock swallowed.

But exactly that happened, with Maddox’s family only scant metres and a thin layer of old wood away.

And then Bill grinned at him, turned him to face the logs, and began eating his arse out. Hot and insistent tongue stabbing his opening, Maddox was hard pressed – no pun intended – not to scream. God damn, Bill was such a shit! He knew how vocal Maddox got. To be doing this – now – here – was tantamount to inviting Maddox’s family as audience!

The mere thought of his grandmothers’ face was almost enough to entirely wilt Maddox’s erection. But then Bill nipped the sensitive skin on his inner thigh, and Maddox heard the small gang of his cousins approach the shed, screaming for Maddox, and the thought of them bursting in, seeing him with Bill kneeling behind him, with Bill’s tongue in his arse, almost made him come on the spot.

On of the aunts called the kids back, telling them to leave Maddy – and he’d kill her for that – and his friend alone, and Bill moaned against his skin.

‘Yeah, babe, like that,’ he whispered. ‘So hot.’

‘Stop fucking teasing me and fuck me already,’ Maddox whispered heatedly back. He felt Bill’s laugh on his sweaty skin, but he didn’t mind the laughter because Bill got to his feet, and Maddox heard the sound of a zipper being lowered.

But all Maddox got was fingers, slowly moving in, stretching him. He bucked back impatiently, his cock hard and aching.

‘Stop teasing!’ he groaned, desperately. Wild laughter from outside for a moment made him think he had been heard. But the moment passed, and Bill chuckled again, and then, finally, Maddox felt the tip of Bill’s cock breach him and, hanging his head, bit his lip to stifle his groan. Finally!

But Bill is clearly in the mood to play. He’s in no hurry, fucking Maddox so maddeningly slowly he wants to scream.

‘Bill,’ he whines. ‘Move!’

Bill licks his ear. ‘Shh-shh, they’ll hear you.’

‘Please!’

‘Mmmm, love that word from you.’

Bill changes his angle slightly, and Maddox goes cross-eyed with pleasure. But the bastard is still moving slowly, too slowly, keeping Maddox on the brink. Desperate, Maddox tries to shift his weight to one hand to reach down and touch his cock.

A particularly hard thrust leaves him scrambling with both hands for balance.

‘No touching, Mad-boy,’ Bill growls. ‘That’s all mine to play with.’

Maddox squirms and pushes back impatiently. ‘Please,’ he repeats softly. ‘Please … Need …’

‘Hmm, oh yeah, you need, boy,’ Bill whispers in his ear, thrusting hard again. ‘And I’ll give it to you. I, not you. My play, my rules, babe.’

Maddox’s fingers clench hard on the logs as his body trembles and his breath catches in a sob.

Bill shifts again, runs his hands up and down Maddox’s flanks.

‘I love that you’re so hard and aching for me, babe,’ he murmurs, then licks down Maddox’s neck. ‘So hard, trembling, can’t wait to come. Yeah, I can feel how much you want me. You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you? Right here and now, with all of your family out there.’

Maddox groans loudly, half-horrified and turned on at the thought of his family being outside, perhaps hearing them. He thrusts back in time with Bill’s slow, languid rhythm.

‘You want me to take you rough, don’t you,’ Bill continues to whisper, in between kisses, licks, and nibbles along Maddox’s neck and shoulder. ‘You want me to shove my cock up your ass, take you so hard you feel it for days every time you sit down. You want that, don’t you?’

Maddox whimpers and arches his back.

‘Say it, babe,’ Bill demands. ‘Say it. Let me hear it.’

Maddox has to try several times before he manages to croak out, ‘Yeah. Want you. Want … that.’

Bill stills, poised on the move in, and Maddox whines.

‘Bill, please!’

‘Tell me.’ A nip on his shoulder. ‘Say it, Maddox. Tell me what you want me to do.’

‘Ah, shit.’ Maddox bucks his hips but Bill grips him hard, holds him still. ‘Bastard. Move!’

Bill thrusts in and stops again. ‘Hmmm, not good enough.’

‘Fuck, fuck,’ Maddox curses, writhing in Bill’s hands, on Bill’s cock. He has no trouble telling Bill to fuck him, but he’s never been good with talking about it in detail. ‘Shit, Bill, fuck me, please.’

‘Hmmm, yeah, how?’ Bill’s moving in tiny, shallow thrusts, just enough to tease Maddox with the promise of more.

Maddox bites his lip, hard, then bursts out, ‘Fast. Hard. Your cock … up my arse … feel it for days … Fuck – me – Bill—ah!!’

Bill is suddenly moving, pumping hard and fast. He hits Maddox’s prostate again and again. ‘Like that, babe?’ he pants.

‘Yeah – like – oohhh – harder, Bill, please!’

Bill moves faster. He doesn’t have much room to manoeuvre, with Maddox’s stance restricted by his trousers, but he manages to nail Maddox’s prostate every single time. Maddox clings to the logs and clenches his teeth.

Bill’s hands are on Maddox’s hip again, pressing into the bruises he left earlier. He’s leaning back, putting more strength into his thrusts. Maddox’s toes curl as the tension rises higher; he’s close, so damn close …

Bill moves, the angle changes, and Maddox can’t help the frantic moan as the stimulation to his prostate stops. Then his sweat-soaked shirt is pressed to his back as Bill bends over him. Bill’s teeth clamp onto Maddox’s shoulder as he speeds his thrusts up again. Maddox strains to keep himself upright and pushes back urgently.

Bill growls softly under his breath. Maddox shudders.

And then there is a hand on his cock, and he bites his lip again to swallow a moan. Bill’s hand is hard and warm, his grip strong and confident, his strokes sure and knowing. Every muscle in Maddox’s body tenses. Bill shudders and thrusts harder, moaning softly into Maddox’s ear. His hand tightens, and then Maddox bucks wildly as his orgasm rushes through him. He comes over Bills’ hand and the logs, unable to suppress his groan.

Bill shudders again, and his movements become frantic. Over the rush of blood in his ears, Maddox can hear the slap of flesh on flesh as Bill races towards his own orgasm. Unlike Maddox, he is completely silent when he comes, the only sign his sudden stiffness and the flood of heat inside Maddox’s arse.

Panting, Bill wraps both arms around Maddox’s chest and kisses his cheek. ‘Love you, Maddox.’

Maddox’s knees give way, and together they fall ungraciously to the floor. Bill’s cock slips out of Maddox’s ass, making Maddox hiss. He turns, half sitting and half reclining against the logs, and pulls Bill into his arms.

‘Love you, too, you little shit.’

Bill laughs breathlessly, exhilarated, and curls into Maddox’s body. As aggressive as he sometimes is during sex, Bill is a real cuddler. Maddox grins weakly as Bill’s head comes to lie on his shoulder, and runs one hand through Bill’s short hair.

A shrill shriek from one of Maddox’s cousins outside startles them from their brief, post-orgasmic bliss. Maddox sits up and groans when he feels his ass twinge.

‘Damn, I’m so going to feel this for days.’

Bill grins unrepentantly and kisses him on the nose before getting up. ‘Yeah, and you love it.’

Maddox grimaces as he comes to his feet as well and struggles to straighten his clothes. Bill’s semen trickles out of his arse, and he grimaces again. Thrusting his hands into his pockets, he comes up empty.

‘You got a tissue or something?’

Bill looks up from his own struggle with his zipper. ‘Tissue? What for?’

Maddox gives him a baleful look. ‘I’m kinda leaking, man.’

A broad, smug grin appears on Bill’s face. ‘Hmm, are you?’ He eyes Maddox’s arse, licks his lips. ‘Very pretty.’

‘I’ll give you pretty, idiot! I can’t go out there like this!’

‘Why not?’ Bill crosses his arms. ‘I think it’s hot.’

Maddox wriggles uncomfortably. ‘Not, it’s sticky and icky.’

‘Poor baby.’

Maddox glares again. ‘Right. I’ll go inside to get clean, and you get right out there and entertain all the little monsters, talk to the adults and make nice. Understood?’

‘I’d rather come with you to get you clean.’ Bill leers at him.

Maddox snorts. ‘’Course you want to, you insatiable prick, but we’d end up blocking the bathroom, and I’m not going to explain to my aunts and their kids why none of them was able to go to the loo.’

‘We could always go to your room. Or, you know, use the upstairs bathroom.’

Maddox chokes on a breath. ‘No way! We’re not using … Gah, all my sisters’ stuff is there! I’m not going to fuck you with their bunny-fluffy happy sunshine stuff around. That’s just weird.’

Bill smiles. ‘I could always do you again, you know,’ he offers. ‘I really love that tight little arse of yours.’

Maddox flushes and chokes once more. Bill always does that, say the most outrageous things in this gentle, matter-of-fact voice with a polite expression on his face. It’s the same voice, the same expression as when Bill had offered to give him a lift, the first time they’d met, when Maddox had just missed the last bus and it was raining buckets. Maddox still isn’t used to it.

‘Cut it out, man,’ he manages to choke out and runs a hand through his long, mussed up hair. ‘Uh-uh, I don’t think I can go out there, can I?’ He peers down at himself, sees the dirt that still clings to his jeans, and blushes when he notices a couple of tell-tale stains on the hem of his dark shirt. ‘Damn.’

‘Oh, I wouldn’t say that.’ Bill gives him an appreciative once-over. ‘You look good. Well-fucked.’

Maddox sputters. ‘Bill!’

Bill’s smile vanishes and he cocks his head. ‘What is it? Ashamed? Of what we did? Of us?’

Maddox glares at him. ‘You know damn well I’m not ashamed,’ he growls. ‘But, fuck, that’s my entire family out there! And you’d have let me walk out, looking like that, without saying anything, and they’d all have known!’

‘Yes,’ Bill agrees, sounding satisfied.

‘Wha—?’

‘They’d all have known you’re mine.’

Maddox rolls his eyes. ‘They already know, Bill, you don’t have anything to prove to them.’

Bill’s reply is interrupted by someone trying to open the door to the shed, but Bill’s still leaning against it.

‘Maddox,’ a piercing whisper comes through the crack. ‘Can we come in now? Mummy said to give you and your friend a moment. Is that moment over now? Can you come out and play?’

A second voice joins the first and demands that they open the door. ‘You’re so mean, doing this adult secret stuff,’ the voice adds. ‘We want to know the secret, too!’

Maddox opens and closes his mouth, floundering. He casts an imploring glance at Bill, but Bill’s shoulders are shacking with suppressed laughter.

‘Tina, Timmy, what did Mummy say?’ The voice of Aunt Tanya sounds stern. ‘Don’t pester Maddox, he has a friend here and wants to have a moment.’

‘Buuut, Mummy,’ begins Timmy, and Tina adds, ‘When’s the moment over? Maddox has to come and play!’

‘Maddox doesn’t have to do anything, and I told you, he has his friend here, and perhaps he doesn’t want to play with you. Now, you run along, go help Auntie Anna with the dishes, there’s a dear.’

Under heavy protest, the children leave, and with a relieved sigh, Maddox slumps against the logs. They rattle a little under his weight. They rattle louder when he jumps at the knock on the shed’s door.

‘Maddox?’ It’s still Aunt Tanya. ‘Sorry to disturb, but you’d better finish whatever you’re doing. I don’t think we can keep the children off you for much longer, and I’m sure you don’t want them to burst into that shed at an inopportune moment.’

They can’t hear her leave, but after a moment, her voice comes from further away, talking to her twins again. With a groan, Maddox hides his flaming face in his hands.

‘Oh, shit,’ he whimpers, then peers through his fingers at Bill. ‘Do you think they all know?’

Bill gently runs a hand through Maddox’s hair. ‘Nah, they’re probably thinking we’d been snogging, or something. Nothing more.’ He grins wickedly. ‘Although, once they get a look at your face, they’ll definitely know.’

‘Bill!’

He laughs and kisses Maddox, a deep, passionate kiss that leaves them both slightly breathless. ‘Come on, Maddox, we’ll sneak in through the laundry room door, you get changed, and no one’ll be the wiser.’

Maddox, face still hot, sighs and nods. Bill lets go of him and cracks the door slightly open, peering through, then pulls back.

‘Wait a moment, there are some of your uncles standing at the corner of the house.’ He looks at Maddox with a faint smile on his lips. ‘You’ve got to admit, though, babe,’ he says slowly, ‘that was damn hot.’

Maddox is torn between grin and glower. ‘Yeah, well, better if it hadn’t been my family out there.’

Bill’s grin widens. ‘Sooo, you saying if I dragged you into the men’s room at Blazes, you wouldn’t mind so much?’

‘What, are you crazy? We’re not going to fuck in the men’s…’ Maddox’s eyes widen suddenly. ‘You … you planned that!’

Bill looks unconvincingly innocent. ‘Planned what, darling?’

‘This … this …’ Maddox stammers. ‘You … You and your teasing! I thought … but you did that on purpose so that I’d just drag you off to … so that you could …’

‘Fuck you right here where they might hear us, yeah,’ Bill finishes with a satisfied smile.

Maddox throws himself at his lover with an inarticulate noise, but Bill only laughs, wrenches the door open, and darts out. Maddox chases after him, not heeding the startled looks of his uncles.

The rickety door of the little lean-to bangs shut. A little storm of dust motes flitters and dances in the sunlight. The air smells rich and earthy, like wood and sex.