2minsforslashing | FIC: Rollin' of the Sea 1/1 (Reply)

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TITLE: Rollin' of the Sea
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it all up.
RATING: NC-17 slash
TEAM: Montreal Canadiens, Vancouver Canucks
PAIRING: Jason King, Darren Langdon, Michael Ryder. All of them are in that order in this Newfie Love pic. Darren's pov.
NOTES: Lyrics and song by the Irish Descendents.
SUMMARY: A taste of home is a good thing.

Well I've always been a rover, I'd never settled down.
I searched the whole world over, for things I never found.
Now I hear the ocean callin' with a voice so loud and strong.
Come on back to Newfoundland, that's where you belong.

~~~~~

"What'd you say the lane was called again Darren?" Jason asks, tapping his hand against the wheel and squinting out the window. He lost his sunglasses earlier so his hand is shading the sun from his eyes.

I don't fucking know." I stick my head out the passenger window and shrug. "Something about pride I think."

"Nice." Mikey snickers.

"Fuck off." I reach back to smack him. Not that I should've bothered he's leaned close enough into the front seat he should just be sitting up here with us. I'm still not sure how Jason ended up driving in the first place.

"So we'll just drive around aimlessly until you recognize it then." Jason nods, laughing a little bit when Mikey leans more forward and licks the side of his neck. "Mm or you can just keep on doing that and we'll just drive until I..."

"There." I push Mikey's head back and point up to the next lane. "Charl's Pride." Even I laugh this time. I laugh and I take a second to lick the same place Mikey licked. "But you can keep on driving and we'll take turns... okay we're stopping. Good."

Jason pulls the car to what can only be called a screeching halt and rips the handbrake up. "So let's see this place then." He opens the door and stops as soon as he hops out. Happens to me every time I come here.

The airport always manages to smell like an airport and even on the way out of the city you don't really see the ocean enough to smell it, and even if you go to it it's not the same. But out here, the second the air hits your face it's like being smacked. Smacked in the good way but it’s the same feel.

I usually try to get out of there as soon as the plane lands just about. I spent a ton of time here as a kid and as an adult too. Since the rest of my family doesn't seem to come here anymore I tend to get the run of the place. They're here all the time so they sort of don't quite get the same feeling as I do here. Or they take it for granted. Or something.

All I know is coming here and that sharp salty smell on my face makes everything that could possibly be wrong with me a little bit better. Nothing gets solved but it's better. This time it's all for fun. Every time we played during the season there was food and drinks and fun and finally a promise to meet up here in the summer.

Mikey'd been home for a while and so have I but it took Jason a while more. He was off somewhere with his guy but the plans stuck. Lucky for me and Mikey they must have some sort of deal worked out or something. Right now watching Jason take that first deep breath and hold it almost like he's afraid to let it out is taking up more of my notice.

"Fuck." Jason takes another breath.

Grabbing my hand Mikey wraps his arms around Jason and grins, pulling us all into a hug. "Come on down to the shore." He's never been here before but it's not hard to tell the way. The slow steady slosh of the waves on the sand would draw us there even if the smell wouldn’t. The path gets more overgrown every year but it never quite seems right to carve it out to make it easier to get down to the beach.

Bringing our gear into the cabin is forgotten; hell they've forgotten the cabin. We're picking our way over the hill, stumbling a little bit until we're all at the bottom. This time all of us take that big breath and just stand there for a second watching the waves roll in.

Jason's the first one to move, stripping off his shirt and shorts, kicking his underwear away too. Without asking he left his sandals on. You don't need to right here but most beaches here it's better to be safe then sorry and leave them on.

Wherever Jason and Brandon went it was fucking sunny because there's nowhere on Jason that isn't tanned. Big contrast to Mikey's pale ass. Nice view both ways though as they both hop into the water, shouting about how cold it is.

If I was smart I'd sit back and just watch them but yeah there's no need to finish that sentence. And it is as fucking cold as they said. The first wave hits me above the knee and I shout louder then either of them did. Of course they laugh at me more than I did at them so I guess it all evens out.

Jason grabs me from behind, clinging to my back, nearly hauling me under when a wave hits us. Mikey doing the same thing does the job and the three of us come up sputtering and spitting out water. "Fuck. I forgot how much that stung." Jason blinks a few times, rubbing at his eyes.

"Aww poor baby." Mikey reaches around him, pulling him in for a hug and licks his eyelid. "Does that help?" He grins, diving back into the water and swimming away. Jason jumps after him and I lay back floating for a while, they'll tire out eventually.

"Fuckers." Oh yeah sure they'll tire out. As soon as they almost drown me. There's two fuckers who never should have gotten to see jaws as kids. But hey Mikey licks my eye too, swimming to shore before I can grab him. Him and Jason both collapse onto the sand, rolling around until they're covered in it.

Neither one of them likes it much when I flop on top of them but they deserve it. And I suppose I deserve them rolling until they're both on top of me... fuck me I'm not going to complain about it either way.

The sun's warm enough that we dry off pretty quick but we should be fine for as long as we've been out here so far. Mikey sits up first, scrubbing his hand through his hair and giggling about the sand flying out.

Gathering up our clothes it's safe enough out here to leave them off and get back to the cabin. The beds made from the last time I was here but there's a pretty good puff of dust when Mikey throws himself on it and stretches out.

And a bigger one when Jason does, and yeah still more when I do. Maybe there should have been a pre trip here so that I could do some cleaning. Then again no one looks like they mind it either. Jason climbs on top of me, straddling my legs and licking along the side of my neck.

"I fucking love that taste." He grins, licking me again, wiggling down lower the further he moves down my body. Coming in closer Mikey lays next to me his lips salty and wet against mine. Grabbing his head, I lick across his lips, sucking on them before opening my mouth and kissing him hard.

I'm so caught up in kissing him I've barely noticed Jason's moved a hell of a lot further down, taking my dick into his mouth, licking every bit of skin he can get his tongue on before taking the tip in his mouth and working his mouth down.

Lifting his head Mikey looks down, his fingers trailing down my stomach grasping the base of my cock and working his hand along it with Jason's mouth. Pumping my hips up. Driving as far down his throat as I can, biting my lip when Jason swallows around me. Mikey's fingers reach lower, squeezing my balls, working a finger in me, working it in and out until I'm almost ready to come.

"Fuck... wha... ?" I sit halfway up looking down when Jason pulls off me. I miss the sensation but can't deny how much I like the new view. Mikey pushes Jason face down, getting the same joy out of the flavour on his skin as Jason did on mine.

Mikey licks along Jason's spine, moving lower and kissing both ass cheeks, his tongue swirling around until its working along his crack and Jason's grinding into the bed, moaning into the pillow. Grabbing Jason's hand I lick along his palm, working my way up his arm, leaving a trail of spit to his armpit, sucking and licking all the way to his neck. It does fucking taste as good as they made it out to be.

Just like it always tastes but the salty clean taste adds so much fucking more. "Lie back." Mikey pushes my shoulder, ignoring mine and Jason's protests. "Shut up... and move down." He grins, kissing me hard and pushing me back down flat. My legs are hanging off the bed.

Sitting up to his knees Jason is half pushed by Mikey on top of me. Mikey's fist is wrapped around my cock and he holds it still while Jason climbs on me, slowly working his way down on to me. Biting his lip Jason grinds, his eyes half closed, his ass stretched by Mikey's tongue, he takes me all the way and rocks back and forth a couple of times.

Jason leans back, his head connecting with Mikey's chest. Good timing since he'd have gone all the way over to the floor. Mikey spits in his hand and runs his tongue over Jason's neck, both of them stretching enough for a kiss. Mikey's eyes lock with mine and I grin. I can hear him sliding his wet hand over his dick, and I want it in me.

I don't have to wait long; Mikey's slides his cock in my ass, alternating thrusts with me so he's slamming inside me when Jason bounces up. Back and forth for so fucking long, Jason's ass squeezing my cock, and Mikey pounding my ass until I can't hold back anymore, slamming my hips up hard and pump my load inside Jason.

He's still grinding on my dick, clenching and milking it for all he's worth, groaning louder when I wrap my fingers around his dick and start pumping him. Mikey bites the side of Jason's ear, his fingers joining mine, working Jason's dick until his hand falls slack, his shout muffled into Jason's' skin as he comes too.

I don’t know what sort of noise Jason makes but it's louder when me and Mikey shift around until Jason's flat on his back. Both of us work a finger in him, our mouths sliding along the side of his dick, taking turns sucking on the head until Jason's cum spurts over both our faces. Whole new flavour now that we're licking off each other, grinning when Jason moves so he's helping lick too.

Climbing back to the middle of the bed I grin when they flop on either side of me, throwing a leg and arm on me. I wrap my arms around each of their neck, pulling them close and we all lay back quiet. We left the door open so there isn’t any noise but us breathing, and the sound of the ocean

Seems like they're as content to listen to it as I am. The far away sound of bells, and the odd gull or two flying by the only other thing we hear until Jason sighs. "It's fucking good to be home."

"Even when right here isn't exactly our home." I can feel Mikey's head nod against my shoulder.

"Yeah." I nod too, smiling when Jason's tongue slides along my other shoulder. "It's good to be home."

THE END