myheartarranges (myheartarranges) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2016-03-22 20:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | danny zuko : greaselightenin, doody : myheartarranges |
Who: Danny and Doody
What: Danny makes a move
When: Now
Where: Starting in their workshop, moving to their bedroom
Rating: High
Status: Closed
“I just don’t get it,” Doody said as he looked through the toolbox, looking for the right size wrench. “I mean, they had everything. Cool cars that turn into robots, chicks, everything. So how was the movie so bad? How could they fuck that up?”
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Danny nodded his head. "I know. I mean it should have been good and it looked cool but it really was so bad."
He was waiting for Doody to hand him the wrench.
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Doody handed it over. “Just because you can blow shit up and make it look cool, doesn’t mean that’s all you need in a movie.” He shook his head.
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Danny moved back under the car and started to work on it again. "Yeah, it was just dumb," he said.
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“So annoying.” He sighed. “You think we could make a car that turned into a robot, though?” He wondered, sliding his hand along the side of the car.
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"I think it might be tough. Let's just focus on getting this one done first." He moved back out from under the car and got to his feet, wiping the sweat from his brow.
He held the wrench out to Doody again. "Need a smaller one this time."
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Doody took it, glancing into the toolbox. “I think the small ones are over here.” He moved over to the other box, his back to Danny as he searched for the other wrench, humming to himself absently as he did.
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Danny turned around and bent over to check his reflection in the mirror while he waited for Doody to get the wrench. He had been feeling more and more like he should just come clean to Doody, tell him he was bi. And maybe Doody would be okay with that. Because maybe he was too. Danny didn't know. He needed some kind of sign to make a move.
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Doody turned around with the wrench in his hand. He wasn't prepared for Danny to have moved, and for the sight of his perfect ass right there. Doody let his eyes run over it for a second, and even that distracted him so much he dropped the wrench.
He stooped to pick it up. “Shit, here,” he said, holding it out to Danny as calmly as he could.
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Danny could see Doody in the mirror and he had a feeling Doody was staring at his ass. And he dropped the wrench. Well, that was interesting and he had to hide a grin. But he needed to be sure so he would need to try this again. He took the wrench from him. "Thanks."
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Doody smiled and turned away, putting the other wrench back. “Maybe the books combeferre gave you will have stuff about robot cars in them,” he said, trying to forget what had just happened.
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"Yeah. They might," he said. "Would be cool. But hopefully it won't be an evil robot."
They worked on the car for a bit longer before going back to the room. Danny took a shower and came out after, glancing at Doody. He needed to test this again. He needed to know. He walked in front of the couch where Doody was sitting and 'accidentally' dropped a book on the ground. He bent over to pick it up.
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Doody had showered too, and dressed in baggy pyjama pants and a loose, long t-shirt. But he wasn't all that surprised when Danny came out in one of his white t-shirts and tight grey boxers. Of course he did. Maybe he should go get his guitar.
Before he could stand up, though, Danny walked right in front of him and bent over. Doody's eyes widened and he bit his lip, trying not to whimper. Why was Danny's ass so perfect? And in his face? He clenched his hands into fists, trying to both calm himself down and resist reaching out.
He looked away, his guitar was in his room but he couldn't stand to get it right now. He shifted on the couch, bunching the end of his shirt in his lap as casually as he could.
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Danny definitely noticed this time. Now he was looking out for it. So Doody liked his ass. He wondered what else he liked. He had the information. Now he just needed to use it. Make a move. But he was still nervous. He was about to let something be known that he had been hiding for a long time, even from himself. Then again..... He was Danny Zuko. He would always be cool.
He set the book down and walked over to the couch, sitting down.
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Doody glanced to the side. Danny choosing to sit here wasn't all that odd. But he felt a little panicked anyway.
“Hey,” he said, trying to act normal.
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"Hey," he said. He knew he had to do this but he was still a bit worried. Though he didn't think Doody would be a jerk about it if he wasn't interested. And Danny got the impression he was. He shifted slightly closer to him.
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Doody glanced to the side. Fuck he was close. How the hell was he going to hide it?
He shifted as casually as he could, willing his body to calm down. “So, um. You wanna do anything tonight?” He asked. If they were talking, Danny would look at his face.
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Danny casually slid his arm over the back of the couch. "Yeah, we can do something," he said. He pretended to sneeze then and his hand came to rest on Doody's shoulder. He would give Doody a chance to back out if he wanted to but he really hoped he didn't. He might seem confident on the outside now but inside he was panicking because he had just made a move on Doody.
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Doody barely had time to register Danny's arm stretching out before he’d sneezed and then Danny's hand was on his shoulder. He jumped slightly at the contact, glancing down at it as he tried to remember how to breathe.
That was a move. That was one of Danny's moves and he'd - he'd just made a move. On Doody.
He looked back at Danny, nervous and confused. He really hoped this wasn't a joke, and for a terrible second he worried it might be. But when he saw Danny's face, he knew it wasn't. His heart was beating so loud, so fast that he was sure Danny could hear it. His lips twitched into a slight, very unsure smile.
He cleared his throat. “Danny?” He asked, not sure what else to say.
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Well, he hadn't run away and he seemed interested.
"I've been thinking about what you said about racing and I think we should give it a try."
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Doody swallowed, leaning close to him without thinking about it. “Racing? The car isn't- oh.” His cheeks flushed as he realised what Danny meant. God, he was surprised there was blood left in his body to go to his face. He was so turned on.
“Um. I thought you said it was weird,” he said, staring at Danny intently.
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Danny leaned in a little closer to him. "It's only weird if the two guys aren't into each other."
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Doody’s eyes widened and he swallowed, not breaking eye contact.
“So… you mean it wouldn't be weird for us?”
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"I don't think it would be weird for us. Do you?" He really hoped Doody didn't.
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Doody shook his head quickly. He couldn't speak. He grinned slightly, lifting up the hem of his t-shirt, because he didn't need to hide the effect that Danny had on him now. His pants were baggy but his hard on was very obviously sticking right up.
“Um. Ready when you are,” he said nervously.
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Danny looked down at Doody's crotch and licked his lips. "Fuck," he said, getting very turned on himself now.
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Doody's dick twitched, just the way Danny looked at him was driving him crazy. He'd licked his lips, holy shit.
He glanced down, those boxers he'd been swearing about in his head were suddenly the best thing ever. He could see that Danny was getting hard too.
“We - we should get ourselves fully hard before starting,” he said. “So it's fair. I mean. Okay I'm there already…”
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Danny grinned at him. "Yeah, I can see that. I'm getting there." He slid his hand inside his boxers and started to stroke himself, gasping as he did and starting to fully harden now.
He moved his hand back when he was. "Okay. I'm ready."
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Doody’s eyes widened as he saw Danny slip his hand into his boxers. He felt like he needed to pinch himself to prove this was actually happening.
He tried not to stare openly, and after a second even his baggy pants were getting uncomfortable. He tugged them down his hips, lifting the tshirt up and exposing some of his stomach. He slipped his hand inside his boxers too, but to grip the base of his dick to stop himself going off.
He swallowed. “Okay. Okay … Go,” he said, starting to stroke himself, still with his hand inside his underwear. He usually went right for it, hard and fast but … He would come in seconds if he did. And he didn't really want this to be over that quickly. So he started slow, squeezing the base tightly to stop himself coming.
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Danny let his eyes trail over Doody. God, he was so hot.
He pulled himself free from his boxers and slid his fingers around his cock when Doody said 'go'. He started to stroke himself slowly, groaning as he did. He moved closer to Doody, his arm still around him. He was so glad he had just gone for it cos fuck this was hot.
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Doody couldn't breathe. Danny was groaning right by his ear and still holding him close to his side and his dick. Doody gasped, shoving his boxers down and freeing his own, still nervous, still unsure but so into this he couldn't not.
“Fuck,” he moaned, desperately trying not to come, not yet, it was too good and he didn't want this to end.
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Danny looked at him and his cock twitched when he saw Doody's cock. He stroked himself more firmly, swiping his thumb over the tip, letting out a strangled cry. "Fuck, Doody."
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Doody bit down on his lip hard but h couldn't hold back. Danny had just said his name. In that insanely hot way. As he touched himself. God, Danny's hands, his dick, his everything.
He panted, stroking himself harder and faster, giving into it. It didn't take long at all before he was crying out as it hit him, shifting to aim into his free hand as best he could.
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Danny increased his pace when Doody did and stroked him harder. This was so hot. So fucking hot. "Fuck, shit," he groaned as he got closer and closer before he cried out, his hand gripping Doody's shoulder tightly and he came all over the front of his boxers.
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Doody gasped, slumping back against the couch - and Danny's shoulder - as he recovered. He closed his eyes for a minute or two, and was almost afraid to open them in case it was all about to go wrong. Because that had been … So amazing.
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Danny panted slightly and glanced at Doody. "So you won, I think," he said.
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Doody grinned, dazed. “Yeah. Could have won in about two seconds,” he said with a giddy laugh. “Wanted to make it interesting.” He glanced to the side, smiling. Danny was so close and warm and he wanted to reach out … But he needed a tissue.
He leaned forward and picked one out of the box on the coffee table, flushing as he wiped his hands and grabbing some for Danny. He held them out to him awkwardly, his cheeks still warm.
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"Yeah, it was definitely interesting," he said. He grinned at Doody when he held out the tissues. His cheeks were all flushed and he looked both hot and adorable.
He cleaned himself with the tissues and tossed them back on the table. "So, you should get something for winning, right?"
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Doody grinned, wriggling out of his pyjamas and hesitating for a moment before pulling down his boxers too. Fuck it, Danny hadn't pulled his boxers up again.
“I guess I should,” he said, leaning back on the couch, against Danny's arm. He turned slightly to face him this time.
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Danny pulled his boxers fully off too. He didn't see the point in keeping them on.
He moved in toward Doody when he turned toward him. He hesitated for a moment and then decided to go for it. He pressed his lips firmly against Doody's.
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Doody smile against his lips and then kissed him back. His head was spinning. It was so unbelievable. He was kissing Danny Zuko.
He reached out, sliding a hand along Danny's side.
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He leaned in closer to him and ran his fingers through Doody's hair, tugging on it and groaning against his lips. "Fuck, Doody."
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Doody grinned against his lips. “Danny, God… I - wasn't expecting this. I mean. I really wanted it, but….”
He kissed him again firmly.
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"You really wanted it?" he asked. He kissed him back hungrily.
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Doody broke the kiss and nodded. “Fuck yeah. So much. Being in the same room as you has been so fucking hard.” He laughed giddily. “Literally.”
And it wouldn't take much more of this before he was hard again- he could feel his dick start to respond already. He slid his hand along Danny's cheek and pulled him close for another kiss.
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"Is that why-" he trailed off. He leaned in closer and kissed him deeply, tugging on his hair again.
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“Mm?” Doody murmured against his lips, gasping as he tugged on his hair. He pulled back to breathe a little. “Why what? Why I avoided you? Yeah. Because you wear those tiny fucking boxers and it's been torture. Torture,” he said with a grin.
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Danny grinned. "Well, I'm glad I know the reason now. And if the boxers are an issue.... I can stop wearing them."
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Doody laughed. “Completely fine by me. As long as … As long as you help me out with the um .. Effects.”
His brow furrowed. “Shit if you … I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to make you think I didn't like you. I thought until I could get a grip and like - not be like this I should you know. Not risk you seeing…”
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"Yeah, I'm definitely okay with helping you out," he said.
Danny shook his head. "It's cool. I understand now. I mean it was like.... I missed hanging out with you but I felt kinda weird too because I found you really hot. Like... Especially when you were singing. After I could barely say anything because I was concentrating too much on not getting a boner. You sounded so hot."
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Doody smiled, glancing down. “Wow. Tracy was right it does help you get laid.” He glanced over, running his eyes up Danny's bare thighs to his dick. God. Danny. Half naked, beside him, into him.
“This is really happening; right? I'm not gonna wake up or anything?”
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"Yeah, it's really happening," he said. He moved back from Doody and stood up. He pulled off his tshirt. "Come on, we need to do more stuff."
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Doody's jaw dropped when Danny took off his shirt. “Fuck. Holy shit, Danny.” He was … Insanely hot. It didn't even matter that he didn't have boobs. Doody just … He was so turned on by him.
He got to his feet, tugging his shirt off. He was half hard again, and he grinned. “We really do,” he said, nodding down.
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Danny grinned, glad that Doody liked what he saw. Danny crawled onto his bed and knelt down. He waited for Doody to join him. He looked so good naked too.
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Doody followed him, kneeling in front of Danny on his bed. He looked down at Danny, so hot, so naked.
“Can I touch it?” He asked, his own dick twitching at the thought.
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Danny nodded his head. "Yeah, totally. Can I touch yours?"
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Doody nodded quickly. “Oh god yes.” He grinned. No one else had ever touched him before. He moved closer, reaching out to run his hand up Danny's thigh and brush his fingers along the length of Danny's dick.
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Danny shuddered when Doody ran his fingers along his dick, starting to harden. He moved his hand and did the same to Doody's dick before he wrapped his fingers around Doody's dick.
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Doody gasped, biting his lip hard. “Fuck, oh fuck. Oh my god, that’s - wow, that’s so much better than my hand.” He gave a short, giddy laugh and wrapped his fingers around Danny’s length. Wow. He was … impressive. Bigger than Doody, not that he cared. He really, really didn’t care. He liked it.
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Danny nodded his head, grinning. "Yeah, feels so good. Fuck, Doody." He started to stroke Doody, his free hand roaming over Doody's chest.
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Doody shifted closer, wanting to be near Danny. He leaned in to kiss him again, hand still moving over him, his hips rocking up against Danny’s hand.
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Danny kissed him back deeply, gripping his shoulder with his hand and stroking him more firmly. He groaned hotly against his lips.
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The sounds Danny made were going to kill him. He moaned, pressing closer, squeezing Danny tighter as he worked his hand up and down.
He couldn’t last much longer, he really couldn’t, this was all too much, too good.
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Danny pulled back, gasping, when Doody squeezed him. "Fucking hell, Doody." He squeezed him in return and kissed him again eagerly.
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Doody felt a thrill through him at Danny’s reaction. He was doing this, he was making Danny make those sounds. He kissed him back, sliding a hand along his neck and down over his shoulder. He flicked his wrist slightly as he stroked Danny, wondering if he’d like that.
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Danny shifted closer to him, letting out a strangled cry when Doody flicked his wrist. He squeezed Doody again and slid his thumb over the tip of his dick.
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“Aaahhh!” He gasped, shuddering and sliding his hand down Danny’s back, fingers digging into his skin. Danny was so broad, with so many muscles, he was so hot and warm and his hands were going to drive him insane -
“God, can’t - gonna - holy shit, Danny,” he moaned, shuddering again. And then he couldn’t stop it, he cried out, fingers gripping Danny’s hip hard as he came all over Danny’s hand and arm.
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He licked his lips as he watched Doody come. God, he looked so hot. He followed after him, crying out as he came hard all over Doody's hand.
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Doody moaned as he looked down, watching Danny come. He shuddered, his own orgasm fading.
“Fuck. Fuck.” He grinned widely, blissfully, and then let himself fall back onto the bed, completely breathless.
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Danny grinned and fell back on the bed, too. "So, do you feel different?" he asked, turning onto his side, resting his head on his elbow and looking at Doody.
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Doody nodded. “Yes. Not so much because of the … someone else stuff as the fact that you know. I’m definitely into guys. Very into guys. Into you.” He grinned, looking up at him. “And it’s… fine.”
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Danny grinned. "Yeah, I totally get it. I mean.... I into chicks too. I think I'm what the Shakespeare guy said he was. Bisexual. But I'm definitely into you too, and it's more than fine."
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Doody nodded. “Yeah. Bisexual. Definitely.” He shuddered. “Fuck, it was amazing. So amazing. I - I never would have imagined, or been able to get the courage up to like, do anything. So glad you did.”
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"Yeah, definitely amazing. Like so amazing. I was wondering if you were like me and I didn't know so I tested it out and I saw you checking out my ass so I figured you must be into me."
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Doody grinned sheepishly. “When I dropped the wrench? Yeah… yeah it was just … there.” He paused. “Wait was the thing before you sat down on purpose?” he asked with a grin.
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Danny grinned widely. "Totally," he said. "Needed to be sure before I made a move."
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Doody shook his head, laughing. “That was … okay, all of it was … very smooth. Not that it’s surprising that Danny Zuko has moves.”
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"I'm glad it wasn't obvious," he said, sliding his hand along Doody's chest.
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Doody shook his head. “No, I didn’t suspect at first. I mean, once you did it there wasn’t a lot of blood going to my brain for me to overthink it…”
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Danny chuckled. "Good to know," he said. He flopped back on the bed. "And now we can just do it whenever we want."
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Doody grinned, nodding his head. “Oh my god, yes! We can. Soon, probably. I mean, I’ll be able to soon. So we should.”
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Danny nodded his head, moving to arm over his head so he could rest his head on his head on his hand.
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Doody grins, running his eyes over Danny’s arm. “You’re - you are so fucking hot, Danny.”
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Danny grinned. "Thanks, man. Not so bad yourself."
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Doody flushes a little. “Just - I mean, for the record - I’m bisexual but I’ve absolutely, definitely never wanted to get with Sonny.”
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He looked over at him, grinning. "Good. You have taste," he said.
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Doody laughed. “Pretty good taste, I think.” He winked at Danny.
“Have you… have you ever been with a guy before?” He asked.
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Danny laughed. "Totally."
He shook his head. "Nah. I sorta only admitted it to myself recently shortly after we stopped hanging out."
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Doody ran his hand along his side. “Cool.”
He leaned in to kiss Danny, a little softer than he had done before.
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Danny shivered and softly returned the kiss, moaning against Doody's lips. He free hand ran along Doody's back.
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Doody pulled back after a minute and took his glasses off - couldn’t wear them lying down and they were getting in the way of the kissing. It meant everything was kind of blurry, but he was planning on being very close to Danny anyway.
He kissed him again, not having anything in mind but kissing him, and being close to him. Danny was all warm and his skin felt so good under Doody’s hands. And he’d liked kissing, he’d always really liked kissing. This wasn’t like kissing a girl, but it was great. So great.
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Danny was really enjoying how close Doody was. He slid his hand up Doody's back and into his hair. Yes, definitely not like kissing a girl but he was definitely enjoying it.
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Doody broke the kiss to breathe, staying close to Danny as he did. “Mmm. Wow. Everything is just so … wow.”
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"Yeah, wow," he said. "Don't know about you but I'm pretty close to be ready to go again."
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Doody grinned. “Yeah, definitely,” he said. He leaned in, kissing him softly again, sliding a hand down to squeeze Danny’s ass. He moaned softly. “Fuck, Danny. Your ass is so amazing.”
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He gasped and squirmed when Doody squeezed his ass. "That is so hot," he said. He reached his hand out and firmly wrapped his fingers around Doody's dick, stroking him firmly.
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Doody gasped. “You’re so hot,” he moaned. His fingers dug into Danny’s ass. He rocked his hips a little, pressing up into Danny's hand as he hardened again. He kissed Danny again, wanting to kiss and touch him at the same time.
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He groaned when Doody dug his fingers into his ass, clenching. Danny kissed him back hungrily. He just couldn't get enough of him right now.
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Danny was so good at this. His hand on Doody, the way he kissed him, everything. Doody's hand moved over his ass again,enjoying being able to touch it. His hips rocked up, and he gasped. This was all so good.
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He flicked his wrist a couple of times in a row. He was really enjoying making Doody feel good. It felt really good to be making him feel good. He kissed him more firmly, getting really into all of this and getting really hard himself now too.
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Danny shuddered, writhing a little. He could feel Danny, but he couldn’t free his right hand and he couldn’t think straight anyway. So he pressed his leg firmly against Danny’s dick for now, shuddering and rocking more and more erratically.
“So fucking close.”
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Danny rocked against him when he pressed his leg against his dick. "Fucking hell, Doody." That felt so good. He stroked Doody faster and harder, really wanting to make him come.
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Doody gave a strangled cry as Danny rocked against him. “Danny, Danny, ahh!” He shuddered as he came, fingers digging into Danny’s ass as he did..
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He groaned when Doody dug his fingers into his ass. "Fuck, so hot."
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Doody panted. “Yes, holy shit. So … so …” He grinned widely and kissed Danny again, shifting a little to roll back, free his right arm. He pulled Danny over him a little as he did, and … he really liked that.
“Mm, but it’s your turn.” He wrapped his fingers around Danny’s length and started to stroke him.
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Danny kissed him back firmly. Danny shifted so that he was over Doody.
He groaned when Doody started to stroke him. "Fuck." He was so worked up already he wouldn't last very long. He rocked eagerly against Doody's hand.
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Doody grinned up at him, sliding his other hand around to squeeze his ass again. He ran his eyes over Danny, shivering as he did. Even when Doody wasn’t wearing his glasses, he could tell Danny was so hot. So fucking hot. He flicked his wrist, sliding his thumb over the tip of Danny’s cock.
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"Fuck, fuck, Doody," he groaned loudly. He writhed, thrashing a little on the bed and rocking against Doody's hand.
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Having Danny lying over him, writhing and so hot and groaning his name… Doody wasn’t sure he believed that it was real, still. He grinned, lifting his head to kiss him hard and deep as he stroked him more firmly, moving faster.
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He kissed him back hungrily and tore his lips from Doody's to cry out as he came hard all over Doody's hand and stomach.
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Doody grinned, watching breathlessly as Danny came. He hadn’t looked at Danny’s face the other times, but it was so hot to see him like this, and even better knowing it had been him who did this to him. He’d have to watch another time, with his glasses on. It had been too fuzzy.
He gave a giddy laugh as he tugged Danny down, not caring that Danny was heavy, just needing him close.
“Best day,” he murmured into Danny’s neck.
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Danny was panting she Doody tugged him down. "Yeah, totally the best day. Fuck, that was so good."
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Doody nodded, feeling completely drained. Literally. He smiled. “Mmm. Need tissues,” he said, but he didn’t want to move to get any. He never wanted to move.
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"Yeah, I could do with some too," he said, but he didn't move either.
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Doody grinned and just lay there, Danny on top of him. It felt so great, at least at first. He felt heavier as the time ticked on, but Doody still really didn’t want to move.
Eventually, he groaned. “Okay, we need to or it’ll get really, really gross,” he said with a sigh. He shifted slightly underneath Danny.
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He nodded and moved back off Doody. "Think I might take a shower. Wanna join me?"
He got to his feet and ran his eyes over Doody.
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Doody’s eyes widened. “Um. Yes.” He sat up, looking over Danny. He was a mess. His hair was sticking up everywhere and he looked as sticky as Doody felt. There was some on his arms, and so as Doody pulled himself up, he could already feel himself start to get turned on again.
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Danny walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, waiting for it to heat up before stepping under it.
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Doody stood outside and watched at first. His eyes were hungry as he watched the water run along Danny’s chest, down his thighs. He almost felt like he should go get his glasses so he could see it properly. He bit his lip. “Danny…” he said, his voice a soft moan. He was turned on, but also exhausted, so though he was hardening it was happening very slowly.
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Danny smirked at him. "Yeah. You planning to get in here or stare at me all day?" he asked, teasingly.
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Doody grinned. “Stare,” he said. “It’s a good view.” And it felt so good to be able to do this, to run his eyes over Danny, without worrying that he’d be caught. Danny was looking at him, Danny knew he was staring, and it was all so hot.
“Fucking hell, I -” He looked down, he was almost fully hard again. “I’m going to be constantly hard forever.”
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Danny chuckled "Suit yourself," he said, splashing some water at Doody.
"But at least now I can give you a hand. Like.... Literally. So get in here and I'll do that."
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Doody grinned and hurried into the shower to join him. “I’m hoping now I’m getting some action it won’t react to like, a sudden breeze any more.” He tilted his head. “But I mean, look at you… of course this is going to turn me on.” He slid his hands along Danny’s chest, down over his hips.
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Danny grinned. "Glad you like what you see." He shivered when Doody ran his hands along his chest and hips. He decided maybe he would try something different this time. He dropped down to his knees and slid his hands along Doody's thighs before he glanced up at him, waiting for a sign if he wanted him to stop.
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“Of course I do,” Doody said, and that was before Danny was kneeling in front of him. Kneeling. He swallowed, and if he hadn’t come already tonight that would have finished him off.
He realised Danny was looking up at him, probably waiting for some sort of sign from Doody that he was okay with this. And of course he was. He nodded, breathing heavily. “Yeah - if you - you don’t have to your hand is so good,” he said quickly.
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Danny grinned and moved his head forward. He had had this done to him a few times so he knew what he liked. He would try them on Doody and see if he liked them too. He ran his tongue slowly along Doody's dick before he sucked lightly on the tip.
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“Holyshitfuck!” Doody gasped, his hands flying out to brace himself against the wall. If this had been the first thing they’d done, he’d be coming in Danny’s mouth right now. But he could hold on, even while he thought about the fact he would be doing that. And his mouth was so warm, and wet, and Doody shuddered.
“Danny,” he moaned.
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Danny slowly took him fully into his mouth, groaning around him. He could hardly believe he was doing this. He was giving Doody a blow job. And... Liking it too."
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Doody shuddered again, crying out. He’d never felt anything like this - the hot wetness of Danny’s mouth, the way his groan vibrated around his dick. And then he looked down and gave a strangled moan, because even though it was all fuzzy, Danny looked obscene, with his lips around him and his hair wet and sticking everywhere, and drops of water sliding down his face.
“God Danny, can’t last, so fucking good,” he managed to gasp, moving a hand to grip his shoulder.
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Danny groaned around him again to let him know it was okay. He really did enjoy making Doody feel good. Watching and feeling him fall apart and knowing it was because of him. It was quite a rush.
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Doody whimpered at the feel of his groan, and then gave into it. He dug his fingers into Danny’s shoulder and cried out as he came, his legs buckling slightly at the intensity.
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Danny swallowed his cum. It tasted weird. Not.... Terrible just.... Not what he has expected. He kept sucking lightly and then slowly let Doody fall from his mouth.
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Doody leaned back against the wall of the shower, panting and laughing breathlessly. “Danny. Oh my god. Fuck.” He looked down at him. “I - that was… fuck.”
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Danny grinned at him and wiped his chin before standing up again. "It was what?" he asked, teasingly.
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Doody grinned at him, his eyelids heavy. “Mmmm,” he said, because he couldn’t think of a word to describe that. Or any words at all, really. “I - I want to…” he said, reaching out for Danny’s dick. “I don’t know how to do that to you,” he said, with a slight pout.
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Danny moaned. "Might be best to save that for another time," he said. "I can show you sometime."
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Doody pouted more. “Mm, maybe. I will though, I’ll definitely pay you back. I want to taste you.” He licked Danny’s shoulder. “Tastes good.” He grinned, moving to stand up straight, spinning them around so Danny’s back was against the wall. He leaned in against him, bracing one hand on the wall and stroking Danny with the other.
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Danny chuckled and then leaned back against the wall, groaning and bracing himself against the wall with one hand, the other gripping Doody's shoulder. He rocked eagerly against his hand. "Fuck, so good."
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Doody grinned, leaning against him, mostly for support because his legs still felt wobbly. He leaned in to kiss him as he worked him with his hand. He’d never get enough of this, ever.
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Danny whimpered slightly when Doody leaned against him. Fuck, that was hot. So hot being pressed against the wall like that. He kissed him back deeply.
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Doody groaned, god the sounds he made. He flicked his wrist, doing that thing with his thumb again that Danny liked. He couldn’t go down on him yet, but he was good at this.
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Danny gasped loudly. "Shit. Fuck. Doody." He rocked against his hand desperately, so close now. "Fuck. Close. So close."
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Doody grinned. “God it’s hot hearing you say that. Almost as hot as feeling you come,” he said, his voice low and slurred slightly.
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Danny's cock twitched hearing Doody talk like that. "Almost as hot as hearing you say stuff like that. Fuck. Can't. Gonna..." He cried out and came hard over Doody's hand. He slumped back against the shower wall. "Fuck, not sure if I can stand for much longer."
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Doody shook his head. “Me either. We’re - yeah not sticky.” He moved his arm and hand under the water for a second, then grabbed the showerhead and cleaned Danny’s stomach too, just to be sure. “Let’s - go and lie down. Until we can go again and you can tell me about sucking you.”
He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower.
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Danny stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, drying off and then tossing the towel on the floor. He walked back into the bedroom and pulled back the covers, crawling into bed.
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Doody patted himself a couple of times with the towel and followed Danny back into the room, crawling in beside him. “So amazing,” he murmured.
His eyelids were heavy, and he would just curl up here for a little bit and rest before they went again…
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"Yeah, totally amazing," he murmured. He was very tired himself now too and he closed his eyes. He was just going to rest his eyes.
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Doody blinked as he woke up, lifting his head from the pillow. It took him a second to remember where he was, and he grinned as it came back to him. He was in Danny's bed. They must have fallen asleep.
Which meant the warm pressure against his side was Danny. He was lying on his stomach but turned a little to look at him, grinning. He felt Danny’s hard on against his hip, and it matched his own. He always woke like this but this morning …it was already fully hard, pressed into the sheets. He shifted a little, smiling at the friction against the sheets.
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Danny felt the movement on the bed and he slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a couple of times and then saw Doody lying on the bed next to him. He gave him a sleepy smile. "Morning," he murmured.
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Doody smiled back, rolling onto his side to face Danny. “Morning,” he said. He wriggled closer to him, gasping as it made his cock brush against Danny's.
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Danny gasped too. Fuck, that felt good. He tugged Doodo over him and squirmed because, fuck, having him over him like this was so hot. He wanted him to pin him down and just.....
For now he gripped his shoulders and rocked up against him.
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Doody blinked down at him when Danny pulled him on top. It had been unexpected but …. Oh god. He pressed down, against Danny. It was so good. He could feel Danny pressed against him, all of him. And then he rocked his hips, and doody whimpered.
He moved, leaning on his elbows which were either side of Danny's shoulders, and straddled Danny's hips as he lined up their dicks again. He rolled his hips to test it, and gasped loudly. Okay yeah. That was right. So right. He rocked his hips again, and again, the friction feeling so good, so much better than the sheets.
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Danny squirmed and writhed under him when he straddled his hips. He stopped rocking up against Doody, wanting him to set the pace, wanting him to take charge and just fuck him into the mattress.
He gasped at the thought and ran his hands down Doody's hand and over his ass, digging his fingers in, wanting to feel the way he moved. He groaned and leaned his head up to kiss Doody, whimpering against his lips.
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Doody worried for a split second when Danny stopped moving, but then he realised it was to make it easier. Because it did feel better, Doody’s movements dragged his cock all along Danny's, rubbing against it urgently.
He moaned when Danny grabbed his ass, gasping as he kissed Danny back. The kiss was sloppy, he was distracted by the rocking of his hips, the feel of them pressed together and he couldn't believe he hadn't come already. He wasn't particularly close right now, which was amazing, because he really didn't want this to end.
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He whimpered again at the feel of their dicks rubbing together. Fuck, that was amazing. So amazing. He dug his fingers more firmly into Doody's ass, just letting Doody have control and loving it.
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Doody moaned, pressing his hips down harder, picking up the pace a little. “Danny, fuck Danny, fuck!” He panted.
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Danny kissed him again, fiercely. "God. Fuck. Shit. Doody," he groaned when Doody picked up the pace.
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Doody couldn't breathe, it was like he'd forgotten how. He had done this a lot since he got here, especially, rubbing himself off against the sheets and imagining someone else underneath him. And now there was and it wasn't soft and rounded like he pictured but Danny was so warm, so firm underneath him.
He was so worked up, his hips pressed down harder, trapping both of their dicks between their bodies and making it feel even better. He gasped with every movement of his hips, completely lost in how amazing it felt.
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Danny gasped loudly when Doody pressed down harder and he moved his hands up Doody's back, pressing his fingers firmly into his skin.
"Fuck. Fuck. Holy shit." He was starting to get close now.
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He could hear it in Danny's voice, could hear how close he was. He tried to say his name but all that came out was a strangled grunt as he rocked his hips harder, faster, his hands fisting in the sheets as he got closer and closer.
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Danny couldn't take it any longer. He couldn't hold back. He cried out loudly as he came hard. It was the most intense orgasm he can ever had.
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He could feel Danny shudder underneath him, could feel him come, and Doody screwed his eyes shut as he rocked his hips harder, everything feeling slick and so fucking good, he was going to explode.
And he did, not long after Danny, with a loud shout of pleasure, hips bucking erratically as he rode the orgasm out.
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Danny propped his head back on the pillow, panting hard. "Fucking hell," he said, breathlessly. "Shit, we are so good at that."
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Doody gave a giddy laugh, completely out of breath. “Yeah. Oh, my god.” His arms were shaking from the effort of holding himself up, so he managed to get the energy to roll off Danny somehow. He lay on his back, trying to get his breath back.
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Danny glanced over at him, not liking that he was far away now. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over himself, moving onto his side and curling up, closing his eyes again.
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Doody was still grinning as he stretched, reaching out to the bedside table for his glasses. He paused before picking them up, though, and went for the tissues first, cleaning his hand and stomach before putting on his glasses.
He blinked and turned around to Danny. “Need some tissues?” He asked, tilting his head. He was all curled up and sleepy looking, and Doody would say it looked cute if it wasn’t Danny. Because he didn’t think Danny would appreciate being called cute. He smiled fondly as he looked at him. He couldn’t believe this was real.
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"Mmmm," Danny murmured, blindly holding his hand out for some tissues. He was sleepy now and just wanted to stay here and rest some more.
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Okay, Danny was definitely cute, he could think it even if he wouldn’t say it aloud. And his hair was … insane, Doody had never seen it look so crazy. He felt a little smug, actually, because that was from all the sex Danny had with him.
“I’ll do it,” he said, sliding his hands under the sheets and cleaning up Danny’s stomach. He liked the excuse to touch him some more.
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Danny shivered when he started to clean him up but kept his eyes closed. "Mmmm, thanks," he said. He was starting to drift off.
He grabbed Doody and pulled him down against him, wanting to feel his warmth. He was tired and he slid his arm around his back, burrowing close to Doody.
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Doody blinked, his lips curling into a smile as Danny moved closer to him. He looked pretty exhausted, still. And … really fucking cute. Doody was wide awake, but he took off his glasses again and shifted closer to Danny, reaching over him to put them on the other nightstand before wrapping his arm around Danny and settling close to him. He could definitely live with lying like this for a little while.
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Danny was soon sleeping soundly again and after a couple of minutes he shifted in his sleep so his head was pressed against Doody'd chest.
A little over an hour passed before he slowly opened his eyes again, blinking. He moved his head back a little. "Shit," he said, not realising he had said it out loud but he had drooled a little on Doody's chest in his sleep.
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Doody had been pretty happy just lying there. He hadn’t slept again but he had liked it.
He looked down at Danny. “Hm?” He saw what Danny was looking at and rubbed slightly at his chest. “Danny, you came on me like… a lot last night, and this morning. Drool is really nothing.” He grinned, reaching out to ruffle Danny’s hair. It wasn’t as if he could do more damage to it right now.
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Danny glanced up at him when he spoke. He realised he had said that out loud. But Doody was cool about it which was good. He grinned at him, not even caring Doody was ruffling his hair. Doody just made him feel like.... Happy.
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Doody grinned back. He leaned in to kiss Danny, because… well because he could. He kept his fingers in Danny’s hair, sliding them through it a little deeper.
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He leaned in closer and kissed Doody back deeply, sliding a hand along his back. He moaned against Doody's lips at the feel of his fingers in his hair.
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Doody pulled back after a little while, liking that Danny had seemed to dig the fingers in his hair. Doody really liked touching it.
“Mmm. Hungry?” He asked. “I’m starving. I’m actually considering putting on pants to go get food.”
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Danny pulled back and laughed. "Noooooo not pants!" He grinned at Doody again. "Yeah, I'm starving."
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“Only cos I have to leave the room.” He ran a hand up Danny’s arm, pausing for a second as he slid his fingers over Danny’s bicep. Damn.
He shook himself. “I’m gonna go though, before we … get distracted again. I’ll bring stuff back here, and for lunch too.”
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Danny leaned in and kissed him again, a short kiss. "Okay. Cool. Food would be good." He kissed Doody again, quickly, and then moved back to let him get out of bed.
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Doody grinned, climbing out of bed and making his way to his own room. He pulled on the pyjama pants he’d been wearing the night before and the tshirt, figuring that would be enough. He was covered.
He arrived back at the room a little later with … well, basically a cooler and a picnic basket, because he was starving and also he didn’t want to have to leave the room again for a while. He set them down near their coffee table and cleared things out of the way.
“Danny? I got food,” he called. “Cereal and milk, with juice and some coffee. Oh and stuff for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches later. And a thermos of coffee,” he said, taking things out and scattering them on the table. His stomach growled, he was so hungry.
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Danny crawled out of bed and pulled on a pair of tight black boxers before making his way into the living room. He rubbed his stomach. "Wow. This looks awesome," he said. He took a seat on the couch and started to dig into some cereal.
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Doody was already halfway through his first bowl when Danny came out. He paused for a second with the spoon halfway to his mouth, just … appreciating the view. He grinned as he went back to eating. He could look, now, and if he was starting to get hard it didn’t matter. He was, but he really needed to eat more before he could think about anything else. He poured himself another bowl of cereal and leaned against Danny a little as he ate it.
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Danny grinned back at him. He finished his bowl of cereal and poured himself another too. Danny smiled when he leaned against him. He was so glad he had come out to Doody. It felt like a weight has been lifted and also now they got to do it whenever they wanted.
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Doody had a third bowl, and finished his cup of coffee before flopping back on the couch, rubbing his stomach. “Mmm, I needed that.” He grinned at Danny.
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Danny finished after two bowls and flopped back beside him. "Yeah, me too."
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Doody grinned slowly, reaching out to slide a finger along the bottom of one of the legs of Danny’s boxers. “Hey, you promised you wouldn’t wear these,” he said teasingly.
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"That's true. I did," he said. He lifted his hips and pulled them down. "Better?"
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Doody grinned. “Yeah.” He ran a hand up and down Danny’s thigh, just looking him over. He was so hot. Doody still couldn’t get his head around it.
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Danny grinned back at him, shivering slightly. "I'm like.... So glad you're into guys."
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Doody grinned, shifting to face him more. His pyjamas were getting a little tight, so he just moved back again and tugged them off, followed by his tshirt.
“I’m so glad you are too,” he said, shifting close to him. He ran his hand up and down Danny’s chest. “God, this is all so hot.”
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"Yeah, totally is," he said, leaning forward to kiss Doody, his hand sliding along his thigh as he did.
He was really enjoying just being able to touch him and kiss him whenever he wanted.
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Doody kissed him back, sliding a hand along his cheek and back into his hair. He really liked getting to touch Danny’s hair, and he was going to make the most of it now, when it was already like this.
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"Doody," he moaned hotly against his lips, starting to get more and more turned on.
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Doody sucked in a deep breath, shifting closer to him. He slid his tongue along Danny’s lips with a soft moan. “Mmm. I want to try going down on you,” he murmured. “Can I?”
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Danny groaned. "Yes, fuck yes." He got even more turned on at the idea.
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Doody moved to kneel on the floor in front of Danny, settling between his legs. “I only know stuff about this in theory so… If I'm doing it wrong tell me,” he said, sliding his hands up Danny’s thighs.
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"Yeah. I will. I'll tell you," he said, surprised he could concentrate enough to speak at all because Doody looked so hot right now.
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Doody bit his lip and leaned in, wrapping his fingers around the base of Danny’s dick. He leaned in, sliding his tongue down Danny's length. It felt good. He hadn't known what to expect, really.
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Danny let out a whimper at that and clutched at the cushions on the couch.
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That was a good sign. He squeezed Danny gently and leaned forward more, wrapping his lips around the tip of his cock.
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Danny let out a gasp when he squeezed him and his hand moved to Doody's head, gripping his hair. "Fuck. Fuck. Shit."
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Doody pulled back, gasping, and took a deep breath. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue against the tip of Danny's dick. He moved to take more of him in his mouth, his lips stretching around him.
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Danny wasn't going to last much longer. Doody might have never done this before but he knew what to do to make Danny just come apart. He let out a strangled cry. "Fuck, Doody!"
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Doody gave a slight hum as he started to suck, because the noises Danny had made when doing this had felt amazing. He moved his head back a little before he ducked it down again, sucking all the while and trying to take as much of him in his mouth as he could.
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Danny braced his free hand on the back of the couch and resisted bucking his hips. "Fuck. Close. So close."
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Doody looked up at him through his lashes and hummed again. He'd done this for him. Doody wanted to finish it properly. And he wanted to know how it felt, too.
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He looked down at Doody and whimpered. "Fuck. So hot." He looked obscene and Danny couldn't hold back any longer. He cried out loudly as he came hard in Doody's mouth.
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Doody groaned as Danny came, a little surprised by how much there was. He shifted, tilting his head back so he could try to swallow it all. He pulled back when Danny was done and licked his chin as he leaned his head back. He'd tasted his own before, out of curiousity, but Danny's tasted even better.
“God,” he sighed as he leaned forward again, gripping Danny's thighs.
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Danny looked down and if he hadn't come already the sight of Doody licking his chin would have pushed him over the edge. He slumped back on the couch, panting hard. "Fuck, Doody. You are so hot."
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Doody grinned, his cheeks flushed as he tugged himself up. He climbed into Danny’s lap.
“Me? Look at you. Jesus, Danny,” he moaned as he straddled him, leaning in to kiss him deeply.
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Danny smiled, wanting to feel close to him now. Not that he would say that out loud but he was glad Doody climbed into his lap. He slid his arms around Doody. Having him straddle him was so hot, too.
He kissed him back deeply. "You are really good at that. Like.... A total natural."
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Doody grinned. “Glad you liked it. I'll get lots more practice though. I real liked doing that.” He kissed him again, smiling against his lips.
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He kissed him back deeply, sliding his hand into Doody's hair. "This is totally awesome," he murmured.
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Doody grinned. “Mmm, it is. I want to just do this for hours.” He kissed Danny again, slipping his tongue into his mouth slowly, drawing the kiss out.
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Danny moaned hotly against his lips and he moved his hand over Doody's stomach and down to wrap his fingers around his dick.
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Doody gasped, rocking slightly into his hand instinctively. He groaned against Danny's lips and kept kissing him, moving his arms so he could lean against the back of the couch.
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Danny started to stroke him firmly, kissing him as he did. He wanted to make sure Doody felt good after what he had done for him. He broke the kiss and moved his mouth to Doody's neck, sucking firmly on his flesh.
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“Ahh!” Doody gasped, trailing off into a moan. That felt so fucking good. His hands and his lips, marking him. Doody gave a strangled moan and reached out to danny’s hair, grabbing a handful of it at the nape of his neck as he shuddered.
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Danny gasped against his neck when Doody grabbed his hair. That felt so good. He nipped at his neck and then ran his tongue along this skin to ease the sting.
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Doody groaned when he nipped his skin, tugging slightly on Danny's hair.
“Fuck that's so good, so fucking close!” He moaned.
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He flicked his wrist and moved his mouth to the other side of Doody's neck, sucking on his skin again.
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Doody moaned, letting his head hang back and giving in, feeling it build and build and then he was crying out and tugging on Danny’s hair as he came hard.
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He moved back when Doody came and he grinned at him. "Fuck, you look so hot like that."
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Doody loosened his grip on Danny’s hair as he laughed breathlessly. “That was - oh god, look at you.” His eyes gleamed. It was maybe a little wrong, but he’d come all over Danny’s arm, and some of his stomach, and - a little bit on his bicep… and Doody found it so hot. Doody leaned forward before he could stop himself and licked the spot on Danny’s bicep clean.
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Danny moaned. If he wasn't exhausted he would probably be hard again by now. "You like how you taste?"
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“Mostly just wanted to lick your arm,” Doody said sheepishly. “I like how you taste, a lot.” He leaned forward, nuzzling Danny’s shoulder.
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Danny grinned at him. "You can lick my arm anytime you want," he said. He nuzzled his head against Doody's.
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Doody laughed. “That sounds weird when you say it out loud. Sorry.” He paused. “Nah, no I’m not.”
“Need me to move?” He asked. He was pretty comfortable like this and a little wiped, so he’d stay here unless Danny did want him to.
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Danny chuckled. "It's cool," he said. He really didn't mind.
"Nah, you're cool where you are." He liked having Doody on top of him.