FIC: Just Press Play 1/1
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2minsforslashingTITLE: Just Press Play
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: Vancouver Canucks
PAIRING: Brad May, Wade Brookbank.
NOTES: Brad's pov.
PICS: Wade, Brad.
SUMMARY: Wade and Brad share a room and some fun but Wade does not share the clicker.
~~
"Stop flicking the channels so fast fucker."
"It's my night to have it I can flick at whatever pace I want to." Wade points it at me and makes a big show of clicking his finger.
"Did you just mute me?"
Wade bites his lip and shakes his head. "Nope." He clicks again and lies back with a smirk on his face.
"Cause you know that doesn't work right?"
"I didn't fucking mute you, I tried to turn you off." Wade clicks one more time.
"Hell you already got that covered." I smirk flopping back on the bed, trying not to blow my disinterested cover by laughing. "All you have to do to accomplish that is take your pants off and do whatever that fucking dance you did after your shower was about." My hands are up before the last words are out of my mouth. No way I'm not getting retaliation for that.
The towel he was still wearing smacks me just above the eye and I can barely hear his laugh through the thick material. Fuck this thing is almost dry I'm not going to complain about Wade leaving the towel on after he dried off because eventually it comes off and nothing replaces it. And even while it's on it's a great view but yeah the peaks of him without it all tangled up in the sheets much better.
Fuck the towel's still warm too, almost dry and smelling so much like him that it makes my cock twitch a little. As much as I was talking there's been a lot of fucking nights of me rolling the other way to force myself not to look at him.
My blanket's bunched up pretty good now other wise Wade would be getting his own look at my dick working its way down the leg of my boxers. Fuck, this towel's gotta go. Wade's smirking at me, shaking his head just once before he pounces.
"It's called drying off." He jabs his thumb hard against the base of my neck, staring at me almost willing me to rub it. No fucking way am I giving in, even if it hurts like a bitch. Wade jabs one more time and I grab hold of his waist and flip him over so I'm on top. Instead of jabbing him back I can't fucking help myself and lick the same spot on him.
Wade looks up, his fingers holding on tight to the back of my neck and tilts my head to the side. I'm expecting another jab, I'm actually bracing for it but instead he licks the same spot he poked. Okay the lick is not a huge surprise but the way he grins at me after it is. Well now maybe I wasn’t the only one doing some extracurricular thinking. Nice.
His fingers tighten around the back of my neck in a grip that reminds me a little of Todd back in the day and I give Wade the grin back and shut up whatever he was going to say by kissing him. Wade's still gripping the remote, the buttons dragging over the middle of my back a little.
Fucker. "You can put that down you know."
"Yeah, but you're getting up there." Wade runs his teeth over his bottom lip, biting hard enough that he's successful in hiding a smile. "So I can pause if I need to."
"Fuck you." I grab his arm, trying to wrestle the remote from him. I might have thought about the size difference before trying though. Wade overtakes me easily, clutching at my ass until he's back on top, his lips, trailing along the side of my neck, up to my chin and biting a little.
He mouths the word 'mute' at me and clicks the remote at me again. I try, really I do but I can't help but laugh. Wade does too, but he still doesn’t give up the remote. We nearly roll off of the bed a few times. There's no real trouble until I kick my foot against the fake headboard and it cracks against the wall.
"Shut the fuck up over there." A hand connects with the wall. I’d say from the roar there's a good chance it was Todd's hand.
Gripping the remote tight in his hand Wade points it at the wall and we look at each other and nod. "Mute."
Todd's hand cracks against the wall again and Wade and I collapse into... yeah I'm pretty sure at this point we're giggling. Whatever. The remote stays tight in Wade's hand and he grabs my head, kissing me again.
I ended up on top though and Wade's hips rise up against me, his free hand gripping my ass so that our dicks are grinding together. The button clicks again and Wade holds the remote away from me again. "If there is a roll over and let me fuck you button point and click at yourself buddy." My fingers grab hold of Wade's ass, spreading the cheeks a little.
He actually does it. Which yeah should probably make me think twice... actually I should have thought twice ages ago and he should have as well. That ship has sailed at this point. Wade rolls over, hopping off the bed and grabbing lube before planting his knees putting his ass at the perfect height in front of me.
He must have hit the good bottom button too. He takes two fingers easy, pressing hard back at me while I lube my dick up. A third finger makes him moan and there's a loud enough moan from next door too that I don't think we're going to get yelled at again. Todd might not screw around like he used to but there's still a fuck of a lot of screwing going on.
There and here. Wade wiggles back, his ass taking my dick slow and easy until I'm buried inside him. He slams back harder then I thrust forward so I take the hint. His head's forward onto his hands but Wade's ass is high and giving me a hell of a ride.
He lifts up enough, leaning back against me, groaning louder then next door when my hands close around his dick. Working his cock faster, I lick the side of his neck, straining to kiss him when he twits enough to do the same. Wade clenches down, gripping my dick tighter and I can't hang on any more.
My shout's almost cancelled out by the one next door, my dick working in and out Wade, fucking him harder, stroking him quicker. The momentum takes us both forward and my hand is trapped between him and the bed, not even doing the work anymore.
Wade's grinding against the sheets and my hand more than I'm doing anything to help him out. His ass squeezing my dick tighter as he screams in to the pillow, his cum spurting onto the bed. Lying on top of him for a second Wade wiggles until my dick slides out of him and he rolls us off the wet spot.
Over the sounds of us breathing we can hear Todd and Markus finishing up. Wade's tongue sliding along my shoulder licking around the design of my tattoo until they’re finished as well. Closing my eyes I slide my hand down Wade's back, cupping his ass, my cum making my fingers slide to the crack and Wade shivers a little when my index finger slips inside him.
Closing my eyes I can hear a clinking noise again. Opening one eye to investigate I see exactly what I thought I would. Wade's clicking buttons on the fucking remote. "What the fuck are you doing now?"
"I was just hitting rewind." Wade's lips move against my shoulder. "This'd be great to do again man."
"Then hit fast forward you stupid fuck." I try and grab the remote again but Wade climbs on top of me, already pressing the buttons, the remote held out of my reach.
THE END
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: Vancouver Canucks
PAIRING: Brad May, Wade Brookbank.
NOTES: Brad's pov.
PICS: Wade, Brad.
SUMMARY: Wade and Brad share a room and some fun but Wade does not share the clicker.
~~
"Stop flicking the channels so fast fucker."
"It's my night to have it I can flick at whatever pace I want to." Wade points it at me and makes a big show of clicking his finger.
"Did you just mute me?"
Wade bites his lip and shakes his head. "Nope." He clicks again and lies back with a smirk on his face.
"Cause you know that doesn't work right?"
"I didn't fucking mute you, I tried to turn you off." Wade clicks one more time.
"Hell you already got that covered." I smirk flopping back on the bed, trying not to blow my disinterested cover by laughing. "All you have to do to accomplish that is take your pants off and do whatever that fucking dance you did after your shower was about." My hands are up before the last words are out of my mouth. No way I'm not getting retaliation for that.
The towel he was still wearing smacks me just above the eye and I can barely hear his laugh through the thick material. Fuck this thing is almost dry I'm not going to complain about Wade leaving the towel on after he dried off because eventually it comes off and nothing replaces it. And even while it's on it's a great view but yeah the peaks of him without it all tangled up in the sheets much better.
Fuck the towel's still warm too, almost dry and smelling so much like him that it makes my cock twitch a little. As much as I was talking there's been a lot of fucking nights of me rolling the other way to force myself not to look at him.
My blanket's bunched up pretty good now other wise Wade would be getting his own look at my dick working its way down the leg of my boxers. Fuck, this towel's gotta go. Wade's smirking at me, shaking his head just once before he pounces.
"It's called drying off." He jabs his thumb hard against the base of my neck, staring at me almost willing me to rub it. No fucking way am I giving in, even if it hurts like a bitch. Wade jabs one more time and I grab hold of his waist and flip him over so I'm on top. Instead of jabbing him back I can't fucking help myself and lick the same spot on him.
Wade looks up, his fingers holding on tight to the back of my neck and tilts my head to the side. I'm expecting another jab, I'm actually bracing for it but instead he licks the same spot he poked. Okay the lick is not a huge surprise but the way he grins at me after it is. Well now maybe I wasn’t the only one doing some extracurricular thinking. Nice.
His fingers tighten around the back of my neck in a grip that reminds me a little of Todd back in the day and I give Wade the grin back and shut up whatever he was going to say by kissing him. Wade's still gripping the remote, the buttons dragging over the middle of my back a little.
Fucker. "You can put that down you know."
"Yeah, but you're getting up there." Wade runs his teeth over his bottom lip, biting hard enough that he's successful in hiding a smile. "So I can pause if I need to."
"Fuck you." I grab his arm, trying to wrestle the remote from him. I might have thought about the size difference before trying though. Wade overtakes me easily, clutching at my ass until he's back on top, his lips, trailing along the side of my neck, up to my chin and biting a little.
He mouths the word 'mute' at me and clicks the remote at me again. I try, really I do but I can't help but laugh. Wade does too, but he still doesn’t give up the remote. We nearly roll off of the bed a few times. There's no real trouble until I kick my foot against the fake headboard and it cracks against the wall.
"Shut the fuck up over there." A hand connects with the wall. I’d say from the roar there's a good chance it was Todd's hand.
Gripping the remote tight in his hand Wade points it at the wall and we look at each other and nod. "Mute."
Todd's hand cracks against the wall again and Wade and I collapse into... yeah I'm pretty sure at this point we're giggling. Whatever. The remote stays tight in Wade's hand and he grabs my head, kissing me again.
I ended up on top though and Wade's hips rise up against me, his free hand gripping my ass so that our dicks are grinding together. The button clicks again and Wade holds the remote away from me again. "If there is a roll over and let me fuck you button point and click at yourself buddy." My fingers grab hold of Wade's ass, spreading the cheeks a little.
He actually does it. Which yeah should probably make me think twice... actually I should have thought twice ages ago and he should have as well. That ship has sailed at this point. Wade rolls over, hopping off the bed and grabbing lube before planting his knees putting his ass at the perfect height in front of me.
He must have hit the good bottom button too. He takes two fingers easy, pressing hard back at me while I lube my dick up. A third finger makes him moan and there's a loud enough moan from next door too that I don't think we're going to get yelled at again. Todd might not screw around like he used to but there's still a fuck of a lot of screwing going on.
There and here. Wade wiggles back, his ass taking my dick slow and easy until I'm buried inside him. He slams back harder then I thrust forward so I take the hint. His head's forward onto his hands but Wade's ass is high and giving me a hell of a ride.
He lifts up enough, leaning back against me, groaning louder then next door when my hands close around his dick. Working his cock faster, I lick the side of his neck, straining to kiss him when he twits enough to do the same. Wade clenches down, gripping my dick tighter and I can't hang on any more.
My shout's almost cancelled out by the one next door, my dick working in and out Wade, fucking him harder, stroking him quicker. The momentum takes us both forward and my hand is trapped between him and the bed, not even doing the work anymore.
Wade's grinding against the sheets and my hand more than I'm doing anything to help him out. His ass squeezing my dick tighter as he screams in to the pillow, his cum spurting onto the bed. Lying on top of him for a second Wade wiggles until my dick slides out of him and he rolls us off the wet spot.
Over the sounds of us breathing we can hear Todd and Markus finishing up. Wade's tongue sliding along my shoulder licking around the design of my tattoo until they’re finished as well. Closing my eyes I slide my hand down Wade's back, cupping his ass, my cum making my fingers slide to the crack and Wade shivers a little when my index finger slips inside him.
Closing my eyes I can hear a clinking noise again. Opening one eye to investigate I see exactly what I thought I would. Wade's clicking buttons on the fucking remote. "What the fuck are you doing now?"
"I was just hitting rewind." Wade's lips move against my shoulder. "This'd be great to do again man."
"Then hit fast forward you stupid fuck." I try and grab the remote again but Wade climbs on top of me, already pressing the buttons, the remote held out of my reach.
THE END
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Re: Mrowrrrrrl!
Date: 2004-04-26 12:15 am (UTC)ahh thats almost my favourite mayday pic *g* it makes me all wibbly
mmm his voice is so fucking great
:D
Hehe!
Date: 2004-04-26 12:16 am (UTC)*thud*
Re: Hehe!
Date: 2004-04-26 12:21 am (UTC)hehe *picks you up*
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Date: 2004-04-26 08:57 am (UTC)he's awesome!!!
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Date: 2004-04-26 10:11 am (UTC)....though, I'd like to hear about the activities going on on the otherside of that wall.... ::grin::
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Date: 2004-04-26 10:23 am (UTC)hehehe *grins* no doubt ;)
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Date: 2004-04-26 10:48 am (UTC)Stop reading my mind, darlin'! ;)
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Date: 2004-04-26 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-28 06:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-28 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-28 07:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-26 10:49 am (UTC)I have to, um, go take a shower now. ;)
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Date: 2004-04-26 11:17 am (UTC)haha and thank you ;)
omgwaaaaaade
Date: 2004-05-02 12:30 am (UTC)Frala, this was fucking awesome.
"Did you just mute me?"
Wade bites his lip and shakes his head. "Nope." He clicks again and lies back with a smirk on his face.
"Cause you know that doesn't work right?"
"I didn't fucking mute you, I tried to turn you off." Wade clicks one more time.
AWESOME!!!!!!!! And he doesn't fucking LET GO OF THE REMOTE!
Gripping the remote tight in his hand Wade points it at the wall and we look at each other and nod. "Mute."
::squeal::
Friggin' brillaint. This whole story rocked my world.
And shit, this was hot, too - especially with Todd and Markus next door. This is going on my PDA to read again.
Re: omgwaaaaaade
Date: 2004-05-02 09:56 am (UTC)- hee *evil* ;) *ksses it too*
Frala, this was fucking awesome.
- thanks! :D
AWESOME!!!!!!!! And he doesn't fucking LET GO OF THE REMOTE!
- *Gigles* Wade's got mad remote skills!
::squeal::
- *giggle*
Friggin' brillaint. This whole story rocked my world.
- thank you! *huggles*
And shit, this was hot, too - especially with Todd and Markus next door. This is going on my PDA to read again.
- ah bless thanks :D hehehehe