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Tweak says, "got any cheese?"

Ernie MacMillan (bd_ernie) wrote in beyond_dark,
@ 2008-06-10 16:36:00

Entry tags:

* june 2006, - complete, ernie macmillan, terry boot

Date:: June 10, 2006
Characters: Ernie, Terry, Ben and Bob
Location: Ernie’s estate
Private/Public: Private
Rating: R
Warnings: Sex
Summary: Terry, Ben and Bob come to spend a few days at Ernie’s estate.

Daniel and Ernie had been hard at work for the past week setting up for Terry, Ben, and Bob’s arrival. Looking back at what they had done he realized that they had gone a bit too far. A whole section of his land was now dedicated to Ben and Bob. A pirate ship tree house had been set up complete with a cannon that shot out sparks and a window that gave the impression of being under water. Also he had set up a small quittich pitch. It was very obvious that Ernie had gone out of his way to make sure that he and Terry would have some time alone.

Daniel waved to Ernie indicating that he was going to wait inside, while Ernie stared off into the distance, knowing that Terry and Ben would be there soon.

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bd_terry
2008-06-22 10:52 pm UTC (link)

Terry's breath caught in his throat as Ernie's cock disappeared inside him. It hurt, a lot, with no preparation, and he felt a few tears squeeze out from under his eyelids. He hadn't even realized he'd closed his eyes until that point, but even the thought that he was crying didn't make him want to stop. It was Ernie, and the slow stretch-burn meant that he was finally being claimed. He wrapped his legs around Ernie's waist, and raised his hips off the bed to make the slip-slide of Ernie's cock go easier.

"Oh my god, Ernie," he moaned, arching his back as he felt Ernie's entire cock inside him. The pain was still there, burning from the inside out, but it was made better by the feel of Ernie's cock in his ass. "Just...just give me a minute, please?" he begged, wriggling his hips to get used to the feeling. Long moments past, and Terry felt sweat start to drip down his face from the way he was exerting himself to keep from moving.

He opened his eyes and gazed up at Ernie, surprised at the intense look on his face. He reached up and grasped Ernie's biceps, giving silent approval for Ernie to move.

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bd_ernie
2008-06-24 01:40 pm UTC (link)

Ernie regretfully stopped when Terry had asked him to. It was tremendously frustrating to mess around with the pace when his desire was this strong. Terry’s movements made up for this frustration but he was eager to get back in control. After Terry’s silent approval Ernie began to trust again, this time at a slightly slower pace, in the hope that Terry would get used to the feeling.

Terry was tighter than any man Ernie had been with before. The feeling of being inside him was brilliant and he truly regretted not taking his boyfriend before, however, that wasn’t true, Ernie didn’t regret waiting that feeling had not been his own. It seemed Ernie continued to slip in and out of the power that was taking over him. Yet, again he gave into the voices control. After all the voice was pleasure and power, while deny it only lead to the painful acceptance of his own inadequacy.

Ernie began to pick up speed.

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bd_terry
2008-06-25 09:28 pm UTC (link)

Terry whimpered as Ernie moved within him, the pain lessening a little as pleasure took over. His hands slid down Ernie's arms to the sheets, fisting there as Ernie started moving faster. His head thrashed against the bed, neck arching up so tendons stood in stark relief.

His breath came in pants now, and he wrapped his legs tighter around Ernie's waist. He welcomed anything Ernie did to him, gasping as Ernie pounded into him harshly. He finally pried his eyes opened and found himself entranced by the look on Ernie's face.

Ernie's eyes were blazing down at him, more intesne than he'd ever seen them. Sun streaming in from the windows cast a soft glow around him, and Terry's heart stuttered in his chest. Ernie was beautiful--all male and powerful, and all his.

"Harder," he whimpered, thrusting his hips towards Ernie, begging for him to fuck harder. "Please, Ernie. I need more." His own cock was harder, flush against his stomach and leaking precum as Ernie pounded into him, brushing past his prostate regularly. His eyes fluttered shut again as he felt the pleasure spiral higher and higher. He was almost there.

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