new fic!
Ladies and gentlemen, I have written for the first time since May. Do I even have any guys on my friends' list? Hmm...I think I may have one of two. But that's beside the point. All that matters is that I have a story for your viewing pleasure. Might not be one of my best creations, but it means an end to the constant writer's block. I hope, anyway.
This is not worksafe unless you can get away with reading boysex on the job.
Disclaimer: The Final Fantasy VIII characters are not mine. They belong to Square-Enix and I’m just having fun with them. Not making money from this creative project. Nate isn’t mine either, but I have permission from his creator to use him. No stealing.
A/N: This is intended to be the first in a loosely-connected arc of stories with energy drink names as the titles. I may or may not be under the influence of the titular drinks as I write.
Warnings: oral, exhibitionism, rimming, M/M/M, and something I can’t say without giving away a plot point. So just be warned that some people may end up mildly squicked.
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I push Zell to his knees moments after shutting the garage door and leaning against it. Making out in public is fine and dandy, but I don’t think anyone wants to see him suck me off. Well, maybe one person would but he’s busy gettin’ the new SeeD car from Balamb.
Zell brushes his cheek against my crotch, undoes my fly, and gets my pants down efficiently. He pauses just long enough to pull his gloves off before taking the head of my cock in his mouth.
My eyes close a little and I relax into it, tugging his hair while he swirls his pierced tongue around the tip. When I start rocking my hips, he has no trouble taking it, though he gags a little out of surprise.
I don’t know how much time we have for this, and I ain’t exactly patient anyway, so I grab the shorter hairs at the back of Zell’s head and start fucking his face, biting my lip so I don’t groan too loudly. Only part of my mind hears the main garage door opening.
The car comes in faster than expected, but expertly parks in between two large transport vehicles. I yelp as Zell swallows my dick, pull his hair, and look over as the driver gets out. He’s a little taller than I am, just as blond, and he’d be as muscular as me if he trained with the gunblade a little more often, but working on Balamb Garden’s cars keeps him busy. We’ll find out if we’re related one of these days. Until then, it’s fine to want him.
Zell pulls at my balls to get my attention. I play with his hair, close my eyes, and smile a little. “I’d take a look at the car, Nate, but I’m a little busy right now.”
Nate laughs a little and watches us for a moment before grabbing Zell’s ass. “You said you were gonna share him one of these days, Seifer. How about keeping that promise once he gets you off?” He starts straightening up some of the scattered tools, but his eyes are always darting back to us.
“Don’t think he’ll mind, but ask for yourself once his mouth’s not full of cock.” I stroke one of Zell’s cheeks as he starts humming. Little prick’s doing that just to get me to come sooner. It works well, and I groan loudly, jerk my hips, and finish in his mouth moments later.
He swallows, pulls away, and turns to look at Nate. “Long as Seifer’s around to watch, I’ll fool around with you.”
“Wouldn’t dream of him not watching, Chickie. I get off on that sort of thing, or did you forget that?” Nate wipes grease off his hands, smirks at both of us, points at the car, and raises an eyebrow. “Wanna go for a ride? Seifer can drive while we distract him from the backseat.”
I take the keys when he tosses them and get in the driver’s seat. Nate talked Cid into getting this for when a SeeD has to play bodyguard to someone big and important. Ain’t me, yet, but it will be next time the test comes up. It’s black, with really dark tinted windows and good leather seats just begging to be ruined by someone.
As I start up the engine, the other two get in the back and start making out, Nate wasting no time in getting Zell to lie down. I groan as they kiss, half wishing I were the one underneath all that lean muscle, pressed against the leather. For him, I’d bottom.
After watching Nate’s wifebeater get peeled off, I drive out slowly and test the handling on the curves of the road heading towards Balamb. But I keep looking over my shoulder at them. There’s really nothing on the road, so as long as I’m careful, I can watch all I want.
“Seifer…” Zell whines, shirt unbuttoned so Nate can bite his nipples. “Do you mind if Nate fucks me?” Right now, he could ask me if he could tie me up and I’d probably agree, because I’m already getting hard again.
“He can do whatever you want him to right now, Chickie. Don’t have to ask me again.” I have to take the next curve sharper than it’s supposed to be, because I almost forgot I was still supposed to be driving. If I get any more distracted, I’ll have to pull over somewhere.
By the time they’re both naked, I’ve started driving around the town as slowly as I can get away with so I don’t miss a second of the show. Zell’s now on his forearms and knees, head down while Nate sucks at his balls. It makes my boyfriend rock his hips and whimper. He wants more, but I can’t reach back to do anything about it because this is their fun.
As I get caught in a snarl of traffic near the inn, I catch Nate moving to run his tongue across Zell’s entrance while one hand starts stroking him slowly. He mutters something that I can’t quite hear.
“Mind tellin’ me what you just said to him, Nate?” I ask, waiting until after a turn to switch over to having one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my cock.
He looks over at me, smirks when he sees what I’m doing, and sucks on his fingers instead of answering the question. Once two of them, now slick with saliva, have been pressed into Zell carefully, he leans over and brushes his lips over my neck.
“I told him I’ve wanted this since the first time I caught you two fucking like rabbits. Think you can kiss me and drive at the same time, Almasy?”
I kiss him hard instead of bothering to say anything. We’re back out of town now, taking the road nice and slow so I don’t wreck. I could focus on it more if I didn’t have to worry about where we were going, but it’s still good.
Nate pulls back to breathe, and to exchange the fingers buried in Zell’s ass for his cock. I can’t help but watch, glad that Zell yelps loudly when he rocks in. I know that sound very well and it means he’s enjoying whatever’s being done.
I pull over to the side of the road, put the car in park, and turn around so I can go back to kissing Nate. One of his hands reaches down and wraps around my cock before he whispers, “You do know we’re brothers, right?”
I blink, but hearing that only makes my cock twitch in his hand. It’s very wrong. Right now, I don’t care. “I don’t think that’s gonna make me suddenly go soft, Nate. Get me off and I’ll think about how disturbing this is later.” I’m making out with and getting a hand job from my brother. This should be gross, but it’s really kinda hot.
He keeps fucking Zell as he strokes me fast and kisses me again. I touch his cheek, groaning into his mouth, and rock my hips fast. Hyne, I just wanna get off. But I don’t wanna be the first of the three of us to do it. That would be embarrassing.
Zell almost screams, most likely when Nate hits his prostate. He won’t last much longer, if my experience with him is anything to go by. But I don’t care about that as much as I’m thinking about the feeling of a callused hand on my erection, moving faster and gripping tighter with every noise one of us happens to make. It’s one of the craziest and best things I think I’ve ever done.
And of course it won’t last forever. I don’t know how much more of the jerking off it takes, but I gasp something that might be Nate’s name as warm stickiness hits my shirt. Good thing it’s a white one.
Someone, I can’t tell who through the post-orgasm haze that clouds my senses, laughs. I kiss Nate to shut him up, if that’s who it is. The laughter turns into a muffled moan and I know I made the right guess. I grab his necklace to pull him in closer and nibble his neck once, still in no mood to care what he is to me.
Zell gets off next, arching his back and yelping loudly. At least there’s a shirt underneath him so the leather doesn’t get stained. One of my hands happens to be close to the shifter and I hit it somehow, putting the car back into drive. But I don’t notice it until after hearing Nate’s final thrusts makes my leg stiffen, hitting the gas.
It’s a long, silent few seconds before we run into the tree.
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Squall looks over the accident report slowly, eyebrows getting closer together with every sentence.
“Our insurance is not going to cover ‘We wanted to see how fast it would go’, gentlemen. Will one of you tell me the real story?”
I squeeze Zell’s hand and rest my head on Nate’s shoulder. My older brother looks right at Squall, not having to be as respectful as either of us, and smirks.
“Believe me; you don’t wanna know the real story.”
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A/N: I haven’t written anything in seven months and I think it shows. But oh well, you have to get back in the swing of things somehow, right? I know for sure I’m gonna have stories called Rock Star, Bawls, and Shockwave. Does anyone else know an energy drink that would make a good title?
This is not worksafe unless you can get away with reading boysex on the job.
Disclaimer: The Final Fantasy VIII characters are not mine. They belong to Square-Enix and I’m just having fun with them. Not making money from this creative project. Nate isn’t mine either, but I have permission from his creator to use him. No stealing.
A/N: This is intended to be the first in a loosely-connected arc of stories with energy drink names as the titles. I may or may not be under the influence of the titular drinks as I write.
Warnings: oral, exhibitionism, rimming, M/M/M, and something I can’t say without giving away a plot point. So just be warned that some people may end up mildly squicked.
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I push Zell to his knees moments after shutting the garage door and leaning against it. Making out in public is fine and dandy, but I don’t think anyone wants to see him suck me off. Well, maybe one person would but he’s busy gettin’ the new SeeD car from Balamb.
Zell brushes his cheek against my crotch, undoes my fly, and gets my pants down efficiently. He pauses just long enough to pull his gloves off before taking the head of my cock in his mouth.
My eyes close a little and I relax into it, tugging his hair while he swirls his pierced tongue around the tip. When I start rocking my hips, he has no trouble taking it, though he gags a little out of surprise.
I don’t know how much time we have for this, and I ain’t exactly patient anyway, so I grab the shorter hairs at the back of Zell’s head and start fucking his face, biting my lip so I don’t groan too loudly. Only part of my mind hears the main garage door opening.
The car comes in faster than expected, but expertly parks in between two large transport vehicles. I yelp as Zell swallows my dick, pull his hair, and look over as the driver gets out. He’s a little taller than I am, just as blond, and he’d be as muscular as me if he trained with the gunblade a little more often, but working on Balamb Garden’s cars keeps him busy. We’ll find out if we’re related one of these days. Until then, it’s fine to want him.
Zell pulls at my balls to get my attention. I play with his hair, close my eyes, and smile a little. “I’d take a look at the car, Nate, but I’m a little busy right now.”
Nate laughs a little and watches us for a moment before grabbing Zell’s ass. “You said you were gonna share him one of these days, Seifer. How about keeping that promise once he gets you off?” He starts straightening up some of the scattered tools, but his eyes are always darting back to us.
“Don’t think he’ll mind, but ask for yourself once his mouth’s not full of cock.” I stroke one of Zell’s cheeks as he starts humming. Little prick’s doing that just to get me to come sooner. It works well, and I groan loudly, jerk my hips, and finish in his mouth moments later.
He swallows, pulls away, and turns to look at Nate. “Long as Seifer’s around to watch, I’ll fool around with you.”
“Wouldn’t dream of him not watching, Chickie. I get off on that sort of thing, or did you forget that?” Nate wipes grease off his hands, smirks at both of us, points at the car, and raises an eyebrow. “Wanna go for a ride? Seifer can drive while we distract him from the backseat.”
I take the keys when he tosses them and get in the driver’s seat. Nate talked Cid into getting this for when a SeeD has to play bodyguard to someone big and important. Ain’t me, yet, but it will be next time the test comes up. It’s black, with really dark tinted windows and good leather seats just begging to be ruined by someone.
As I start up the engine, the other two get in the back and start making out, Nate wasting no time in getting Zell to lie down. I groan as they kiss, half wishing I were the one underneath all that lean muscle, pressed against the leather. For him, I’d bottom.
After watching Nate’s wifebeater get peeled off, I drive out slowly and test the handling on the curves of the road heading towards Balamb. But I keep looking over my shoulder at them. There’s really nothing on the road, so as long as I’m careful, I can watch all I want.
“Seifer…” Zell whines, shirt unbuttoned so Nate can bite his nipples. “Do you mind if Nate fucks me?” Right now, he could ask me if he could tie me up and I’d probably agree, because I’m already getting hard again.
“He can do whatever you want him to right now, Chickie. Don’t have to ask me again.” I have to take the next curve sharper than it’s supposed to be, because I almost forgot I was still supposed to be driving. If I get any more distracted, I’ll have to pull over somewhere.
By the time they’re both naked, I’ve started driving around the town as slowly as I can get away with so I don’t miss a second of the show. Zell’s now on his forearms and knees, head down while Nate sucks at his balls. It makes my boyfriend rock his hips and whimper. He wants more, but I can’t reach back to do anything about it because this is their fun.
As I get caught in a snarl of traffic near the inn, I catch Nate moving to run his tongue across Zell’s entrance while one hand starts stroking him slowly. He mutters something that I can’t quite hear.
“Mind tellin’ me what you just said to him, Nate?” I ask, waiting until after a turn to switch over to having one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my cock.
He looks over at me, smirks when he sees what I’m doing, and sucks on his fingers instead of answering the question. Once two of them, now slick with saliva, have been pressed into Zell carefully, he leans over and brushes his lips over my neck.
“I told him I’ve wanted this since the first time I caught you two fucking like rabbits. Think you can kiss me and drive at the same time, Almasy?”
I kiss him hard instead of bothering to say anything. We’re back out of town now, taking the road nice and slow so I don’t wreck. I could focus on it more if I didn’t have to worry about where we were going, but it’s still good.
Nate pulls back to breathe, and to exchange the fingers buried in Zell’s ass for his cock. I can’t help but watch, glad that Zell yelps loudly when he rocks in. I know that sound very well and it means he’s enjoying whatever’s being done.
I pull over to the side of the road, put the car in park, and turn around so I can go back to kissing Nate. One of his hands reaches down and wraps around my cock before he whispers, “You do know we’re brothers, right?”
I blink, but hearing that only makes my cock twitch in his hand. It’s very wrong. Right now, I don’t care. “I don’t think that’s gonna make me suddenly go soft, Nate. Get me off and I’ll think about how disturbing this is later.” I’m making out with and getting a hand job from my brother. This should be gross, but it’s really kinda hot.
He keeps fucking Zell as he strokes me fast and kisses me again. I touch his cheek, groaning into his mouth, and rock my hips fast. Hyne, I just wanna get off. But I don’t wanna be the first of the three of us to do it. That would be embarrassing.
Zell almost screams, most likely when Nate hits his prostate. He won’t last much longer, if my experience with him is anything to go by. But I don’t care about that as much as I’m thinking about the feeling of a callused hand on my erection, moving faster and gripping tighter with every noise one of us happens to make. It’s one of the craziest and best things I think I’ve ever done.
And of course it won’t last forever. I don’t know how much more of the jerking off it takes, but I gasp something that might be Nate’s name as warm stickiness hits my shirt. Good thing it’s a white one.
Someone, I can’t tell who through the post-orgasm haze that clouds my senses, laughs. I kiss Nate to shut him up, if that’s who it is. The laughter turns into a muffled moan and I know I made the right guess. I grab his necklace to pull him in closer and nibble his neck once, still in no mood to care what he is to me.
Zell gets off next, arching his back and yelping loudly. At least there’s a shirt underneath him so the leather doesn’t get stained. One of my hands happens to be close to the shifter and I hit it somehow, putting the car back into drive. But I don’t notice it until after hearing Nate’s final thrusts makes my leg stiffen, hitting the gas.
It’s a long, silent few seconds before we run into the tree.
Squall looks over the accident report slowly, eyebrows getting closer together with every sentence.
“Our insurance is not going to cover ‘We wanted to see how fast it would go’, gentlemen. Will one of you tell me the real story?”
I squeeze Zell’s hand and rest my head on Nate’s shoulder. My older brother looks right at Squall, not having to be as respectful as either of us, and smirks.
“Believe me; you don’t wanna know the real story.”
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A/N: I haven’t written anything in seven months and I think it shows. But oh well, you have to get back in the swing of things somehow, right? I know for sure I’m gonna have stories called Rock Star, Bawls, and Shockwave. Does anyone else know an energy drink that would make a good title?