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el primer post en this community...woop woop.
Title: Leavin' on a Jet Plane (not a songfic)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: BB/DM
Summary: The boys are definitely part of the "Mile High" club now. Billy and Dom have questions for each other.
Warnings: none...no beta so I don't know...
Disclaimer: Don't own them...really wish I did. None of this happened, sadly enough.
Feedback: Greatly appreciated, especially on the first one!!!
A/N: So this is my first slash post here in this community, hope you like it. It was written on a disturbingly long flight from TaiPei to San Francisco earlier this summer. Long flights=random bursts of very strange creativity.
Leavin' on a Jet Plane
Dominic turned to Billy in the seat next to him and began to imitate the stewardess at the front of the cabin. Billy cracked up as Dom stuck his tongue out and pretended to pull down an oxygen mask. The stewardess glared at him until Billy noticed and coughed. Elijah was still laughing so Billy punched him in the shoulder. “Jesus! What the fuck!” he yelped, rubbing his freshly bruised shoulder. At this, Dom began to laugh. The stewardess obviously noticed and gave them one last lingering glare as she turned to go to her seat. “Billy,” Dom whined, “I’m sick of flying…I vote we find the hidden parachutes and jump in the middle of the flight! What do you think, Bills?”
“Ehm. No. This flight’s not even that long, so stop complaining,” Billy replied very matter-of-factly trying to hide his irritation with Dom. Elijah leaned across Billy, who was sitting in the middle, to pinch Dom and whisper, “OOO! Dom made Billy angry! What now bitch! What now!?!” Dom wrinkled his nose and pushed him back with, “Shuddup mofo!” Seconds later, the two of them had headphones on with music blaring so loudly that Billy could hear every word of both CD’s. He put a pillow over his face and mock screamed into it. This would be a long flight – not only was it a relatively small plane, but it was completely full.
As the plane taxied down the runway Billy felt Elijah grab his hand. Out of curiosity he glanced to his right and saw Elijah with his head pressed against the back of his seat and his eyes tightly shut. It then occurred to Billy that Elijah was scared of take-off. He squeezed his hand and nudged him, “It’ll be okay…we’ll be in the air soon.”
The stewardess, who Dom had been mimicking only moments before, suddenly appeared next to them. She was tapping her foot impatiently and looking annoyed. “Excuse me Sirs, but you can’t use any electronic devices until we’re at altitude.” Dom looked over and took out one headphone, “Huh?” She sigh exasperatedly and worked hard to keep her voice level, “No headphones right now.” Dom rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, as she walked away, he flipped her off. “I hate flying.” Billy glared at him, “STOP COMPLAINING, Dom or I will give you something to complain about!” His Scottish accent was not so cute any more and all too harsh for Dom’s liking.
They had been traveling for about two days from New Zealand to Glasgow with a hopper to Manchester and then into Chicago and finally supposed to end in LA. Dom was one of those people who had to be moving, very antsy. Billy on the other hand could sit and read a book for hours, motionless save turning the pages. And Elijah, Elijah could sleep anywhere. Billy was steadily becoming more irritated by Dom’s antics and it was beginning to show.
A half hour into the flight the same “devil-spawn” stewardess, as Dom had begun to call her, stopped next to them with the drink cart. Dom ordered a Pepsi saying he was sick of all the booze on the other flights. Elijah was already sleeping, and they thought better of waking him. When she asked Billy what he wanted he answered, “Give me a Bloody fucking Mary.” She did so, and he gulped it down as soon as she handed it to him.
Dom was plastered to the window and wasn’t paying any attention to Billy. He sat and glared at the seat in front of him as if his eyes would burn a hole in the ugly purple fabric. Shortly, he found a head on his shoulder; apparently Dom was trying to make an effort towards peace. Billy put his head back against the seat deciding to attempt sleep. Unfortunately sleep didn’t visit Billy and he decided that he was sitting in one of the most uncomfortable positions of his life. Dom’s head weighed heavy on his shoulder and Billy shifted to try and achieve a state of comfort.
He finally fell asleep, but awoke only a short while later because “devil spawn” stewardess wanted the trash. He grudgingly handed her the cups and looked down to see Dom’s hand on his thigh. The fingers were spread wide across the upper part of his leg, gently rubbing the flesh there. Billy took no notice at first, but gradually it had an effect on him, he began to get horny! It may have been the quick intake of alcohol or something else, or even a mix of the two. Whatever it was, it was making him horny. He glanced down at Dom and saw that he was still snoozing.
A few minutes later, the stewardess from hell cam back with the disgusting air-meals. Billy shook Dom and Elijah awake. Dom opened his eyes and saw what Billy had been watching seconds before. He stopped abruptly and shrunk back into his seat. Billy felt a shrinking sensation in the pit of his stomach, why was he disappointed that Dom was doing it unconsciously? The stewardess practically flung the meals onto the trays and moved on to the next people before they could say a single word. “God damn it, that woman has it out for us…I can feel it!” Dom exclaimed after she was several seats away.
“No, Dom, she has it out for you. You’ve been a right bastard!” Billy laughed and squeezed Dom’s side causing him to squeal and giggle. He tickled Billy back and they laughed obnoxiously loudly until people around them began to stare. They immediately quieted down, snickering with each other.
They barely touched their food when she came back to collect the trays. Dom gave her a cheeky grin as he pulled out an oversized bag of Dorito’s he had been hoarding the entire trip. Elijah’s face lit up, “Hey, Dom, you wanna toss that bag over here?” he asked.
“Um…no. I bought them, they’re mine, my own, my precious….” Dom laughed. “Oh no….not the ‘Rings jokes again!” Elijah lamented. “You know it!” Dom giggled and huddled against the wall, hugging the bag of chips close to his chest. Billy without giving any signal, grabbed the bag from Dom, “Mwahahahaha…the power is MINE ALL MINE!”
“Ha. No. Now give ‘em back!” Dom whined. “Here, Lij, take some, hurry!!!” Billy said, tossing the bag to Elijah. “NOOO! The precious is being eaten…” Dom pretended to weep over the lost Dorito’s. In comfort, Billy placed his hand on Dom’s thigh. Dom didn’t notice for a moment, but became still when he did. Elijah was, as always, oblivious, “What just happened? I always miss these things…something important happens and I miss it.”
Dom coughed “nothing” but as he did, he laid his hand over Billy’s. Billy could always blame it on alcohol, but Dom had no excuse, he was completely sober. The bag of Dorito’s was thrust back into Dom’s lap and the moment consequently was lost forever. Dom and Elijah both fell asleep shortly after the War of the Dorito’s, leaving Billy in a familiar position.
Billy felt strangely attracted to Dom as he watched him sleep. He watched the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest and had a mental image of him sleeping like that in his bed. Billy was in a dilemma: this was his best mate, and neither of them was gay, or so he thought. He brushed a wisp of hair from Dom’s face and he stirred in his sleep pressing his leg against Billy’s.
Billy wasn’t sure what compelled him to, but he slipped his leg around Dom’s so that they were wrapped around each other. Dom smiled and put his hand on Billy’s thigh again resting his head on Billy’s shoulder. He sat there confused for a moment and gradually began enjoying the methodical kneading of his thigh. He looked down at Dom, only to see him staring back. Their eyes met and something changed between them.
Dom grabbed the blanket he’d asked for earlier and tossed it over their laps before anyone could see that his hand was slowly inching towards a noticeable bulge in Billy’s pants. Billy looked shocked for a moment but settled into his seat as Dom’s fingers worked the button open and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Billy was suddenly very thankful for that blanket. Dom slowly ran his thumb along Billy’s shaft causing his breathing to catch in his throat. Dom made a fist around Billy’s erection and began to move his hand up and down. Billy laid his head back against the seat as Dom stroked him adding a little twist at the end of each stroke. Billy started moving his hips, thrusting in time with Dom’s hand. Dom slowed down and put his free hand on Billy’s hip to stop him from trusting. “Shh…don’t want to attract too much attention,” he whispered and worked his thumb around the head of Billy’s cock. Billy put his face in Dom’s neck to stifle a moan. Dom stroked faster, Billy had to bite him to keep from groaning out loud. He fought with himself on whether or not to orgasm in public – he lost the battle and shuddered as Dom gave several long strokes. Billy sighed and watched Dom shake his wrist out, “Holy shite, Dom. What was that for?” he asked. “I don’t really know…maybe you should go clean up though,” Dom answered quietly.
With that, Billy adjusted his pants and stood shaking Elijah awake so that he could get out. Elijah blinked sleepily and yawned as he stood to let Billy out. Soon after Billy had gone, Dom got up and moved to get out as well. “Fuck what’s going on here? Some kind of bathroom party that I wasn’t invited to?” Elijah queried slightly angrily. “It’s nothing, Lij…go back to sleep,” Dom cooed and patted him on the head, like one would a child. Elijah smacked his hand away and folded his arms, pouting, making himself look even more childish.
Dom stood outside the bathroom door and waited for Billy. A few minutes later, Billy opened the door. Dom grabbed him and pushed him back in, locking the door behind them. Dom hoisted Billy up onto the sink counter and smashed their mouths together. Billy resisted at first, but Dom’s prying tongue forced him to comply. Billy opened up to him and even kissed back some. He broke away, though and asked a burning question of his, “What’s going on, Dom? I’m so fucking confused!” “Yeah, I am too,” Dom replied as he worked his tongue around Billy’s. When they finally stopped for air, Dom leaned heavily against Billy who chuckled, “That was nice.” Dom smiled and they switched positions so that they were exactly opposite.
Billy looked deeply into Dom’s stormy eyes and say lust as he reached down and undid the rough denim jeans. He was not surprised to see that Dom was not wearing underwear, he seldom did. “I’ve never done this before, so don’t laugh or make fun of me,” Billy pleaded. Dom lovingly stroked Billy’s hair, “I would never do that.”
Billy knelt down and wrapped one hand around Dom’s hardening arousal. He had never done it before, or even thought about it, but he did know what he liked. He lightly drew his tongue along the underside of Dom’s shaft, causing a shudder to ripple through Dom’s body. Once Billy had become used to the whole idea, he began to tease Dom, only taking in the head or mildly licking the tip. Dom was becoming obviously frustrated until Billy took his entire length and bobbed up and down on it. Billy got into it after a few minutes, but Dom stopped him before it got too out of hand. “Billy?”
“Yeah, Dom.”
“What are we doing here?”
“I can honestly say that I don’t know,” Billy burst out laughing – two half naked “straight” men in an airplane bathroom is a highly comical sight. Billy stood and moved to kiss Dom. He opened his mouth slightly and let Dom take control. As their kissed, their bodies grew closer and Dom’s naked erection rubbed against Billy’s coarse denim pants. Dom reached between them and undid Billy’s pants to they fell in a puddle around his ankles. “Dom?”
“Yeah, Bill.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Billy, I’ve never done this before. Are you sure you want this?” Dom asked with a pleading look on his face. “I’ve never done it either, so we’re even. And yes, I want to,” he answered calmly. Dom looked around the room and was suddenly very glad of their small stature. He repositioned them so that Billy was leaning against the counter and Dom was behind him. He scanned the sink area for some kind of lubricant and settled on the liquid soap. He spread it all over his fingers and leaned down close to Billy. He kissed his neck and collarbone, running the unsoaped hand up his side and whispering in his hear, relaxing him. Dom massaged one finger against Billy’s entrance, gently slipping it in. Billy tensed when he felt it, but relaxed when Dom kissed him.
Dom was by no means “big” so to speak, but he knew he wouldn’t fit at this point. He pulled his finger out and covered it in more hand soap. This time it was easier to fit one finger so he added another, and soon after that one more. Billy was rocking back onto Dom’s hand. His fingers grazed Billy’s prostate and he moaned loudly. Dom took this as his cue. He slid his fingers out and slicked his cock with the soap. Positioning himself behind Billy he pressed against him. When he was halfway in, Billy whispered, “Wait. Hold still for a second.” His Scottish accent so thick at that point from all the sexing that Dom barely understood.
Billy had never felt so full in his life, the pleasure and pain mixed and mingled and floated around his head until he couldn’t tell up from down. Dom began rocking in and out very slowly, pushing a tiny bit deeper with each thrust. Billy groaned his approval as one of Dom’s hands snaked around him to grab his now painfully erect cock. Billy’s grip tightened on the counter as he braced himself for Dom’s quickening thrusts. He became light headed and almost came prematurely when Dom took his ear in mouth and tweaked a nipple with his unoccupied hand. Billy moaned loudly and Dom was sure that they would be caught, but he was too far-gone to care.
Dom’s thrusting became erratic and Billy sensed he was close. Suddenly Dom’s body went rigid as he thrust releasing into Billy. He was not far behind, though, and Dom continued to stroke him until milky white beads of liquid splattered across the counter and mirror. Dom pulled out of Billy, who turned to face him cathing hiss lips in a kiss. “So much for cleaning up,” Dom commented. “Shite! Yeah!” Billy scanned the tiny room for a paper towel which he wiped the mirror and sink with. He pulled his pants up and fastened them. Dom followed suit. Billy looked at him questioningly, “So what now?” he pondered. Dom looked lost and replied with a simple yet confusing, “Later…”
Together they made their was back to Elijah who was still sleeping, which they were thankful for. Dom easily climbed over him and Billy followed. Both had a great sense of unease as to how this would affect their friendship. It would never be the same, something had changed between them for good.
THE END!!! yay!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: BB/DM
Summary: The boys are definitely part of the "Mile High" club now. Billy and Dom have questions for each other.
Warnings: none...no beta so I don't know...
Disclaimer: Don't own them...really wish I did. None of this happened, sadly enough.
Feedback: Greatly appreciated, especially on the first one!!!
A/N: So this is my first slash post here in this community, hope you like it. It was written on a disturbingly long flight from TaiPei to San Francisco earlier this summer. Long flights=random bursts of very strange creativity.
Leavin' on a Jet Plane
Dominic turned to Billy in the seat next to him and began to imitate the stewardess at the front of the cabin. Billy cracked up as Dom stuck his tongue out and pretended to pull down an oxygen mask. The stewardess glared at him until Billy noticed and coughed. Elijah was still laughing so Billy punched him in the shoulder. “Jesus! What the fuck!” he yelped, rubbing his freshly bruised shoulder. At this, Dom began to laugh. The stewardess obviously noticed and gave them one last lingering glare as she turned to go to her seat. “Billy,” Dom whined, “I’m sick of flying…I vote we find the hidden parachutes and jump in the middle of the flight! What do you think, Bills?”
“Ehm. No. This flight’s not even that long, so stop complaining,” Billy replied very matter-of-factly trying to hide his irritation with Dom. Elijah leaned across Billy, who was sitting in the middle, to pinch Dom and whisper, “OOO! Dom made Billy angry! What now bitch! What now!?!” Dom wrinkled his nose and pushed him back with, “Shuddup mofo!” Seconds later, the two of them had headphones on with music blaring so loudly that Billy could hear every word of both CD’s. He put a pillow over his face and mock screamed into it. This would be a long flight – not only was it a relatively small plane, but it was completely full.
As the plane taxied down the runway Billy felt Elijah grab his hand. Out of curiosity he glanced to his right and saw Elijah with his head pressed against the back of his seat and his eyes tightly shut. It then occurred to Billy that Elijah was scared of take-off. He squeezed his hand and nudged him, “It’ll be okay…we’ll be in the air soon.”
The stewardess, who Dom had been mimicking only moments before, suddenly appeared next to them. She was tapping her foot impatiently and looking annoyed. “Excuse me Sirs, but you can’t use any electronic devices until we’re at altitude.” Dom looked over and took out one headphone, “Huh?” She sigh exasperatedly and worked hard to keep her voice level, “No headphones right now.” Dom rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, as she walked away, he flipped her off. “I hate flying.” Billy glared at him, “STOP COMPLAINING, Dom or I will give you something to complain about!” His Scottish accent was not so cute any more and all too harsh for Dom’s liking.
They had been traveling for about two days from New Zealand to Glasgow with a hopper to Manchester and then into Chicago and finally supposed to end in LA. Dom was one of those people who had to be moving, very antsy. Billy on the other hand could sit and read a book for hours, motionless save turning the pages. And Elijah, Elijah could sleep anywhere. Billy was steadily becoming more irritated by Dom’s antics and it was beginning to show.
A half hour into the flight the same “devil-spawn” stewardess, as Dom had begun to call her, stopped next to them with the drink cart. Dom ordered a Pepsi saying he was sick of all the booze on the other flights. Elijah was already sleeping, and they thought better of waking him. When she asked Billy what he wanted he answered, “Give me a Bloody fucking Mary.” She did so, and he gulped it down as soon as she handed it to him.
Dom was plastered to the window and wasn’t paying any attention to Billy. He sat and glared at the seat in front of him as if his eyes would burn a hole in the ugly purple fabric. Shortly, he found a head on his shoulder; apparently Dom was trying to make an effort towards peace. Billy put his head back against the seat deciding to attempt sleep. Unfortunately sleep didn’t visit Billy and he decided that he was sitting in one of the most uncomfortable positions of his life. Dom’s head weighed heavy on his shoulder and Billy shifted to try and achieve a state of comfort.
He finally fell asleep, but awoke only a short while later because “devil spawn” stewardess wanted the trash. He grudgingly handed her the cups and looked down to see Dom’s hand on his thigh. The fingers were spread wide across the upper part of his leg, gently rubbing the flesh there. Billy took no notice at first, but gradually it had an effect on him, he began to get horny! It may have been the quick intake of alcohol or something else, or even a mix of the two. Whatever it was, it was making him horny. He glanced down at Dom and saw that he was still snoozing.
A few minutes later, the stewardess from hell cam back with the disgusting air-meals. Billy shook Dom and Elijah awake. Dom opened his eyes and saw what Billy had been watching seconds before. He stopped abruptly and shrunk back into his seat. Billy felt a shrinking sensation in the pit of his stomach, why was he disappointed that Dom was doing it unconsciously? The stewardess practically flung the meals onto the trays and moved on to the next people before they could say a single word. “God damn it, that woman has it out for us…I can feel it!” Dom exclaimed after she was several seats away.
“No, Dom, she has it out for you. You’ve been a right bastard!” Billy laughed and squeezed Dom’s side causing him to squeal and giggle. He tickled Billy back and they laughed obnoxiously loudly until people around them began to stare. They immediately quieted down, snickering with each other.
They barely touched their food when she came back to collect the trays. Dom gave her a cheeky grin as he pulled out an oversized bag of Dorito’s he had been hoarding the entire trip. Elijah’s face lit up, “Hey, Dom, you wanna toss that bag over here?” he asked.
“Um…no. I bought them, they’re mine, my own, my precious….” Dom laughed. “Oh no….not the ‘Rings jokes again!” Elijah lamented. “You know it!” Dom giggled and huddled against the wall, hugging the bag of chips close to his chest. Billy without giving any signal, grabbed the bag from Dom, “Mwahahahaha…the power is MINE ALL MINE!”
“Ha. No. Now give ‘em back!” Dom whined. “Here, Lij, take some, hurry!!!” Billy said, tossing the bag to Elijah. “NOOO! The precious is being eaten…” Dom pretended to weep over the lost Dorito’s. In comfort, Billy placed his hand on Dom’s thigh. Dom didn’t notice for a moment, but became still when he did. Elijah was, as always, oblivious, “What just happened? I always miss these things…something important happens and I miss it.”
Dom coughed “nothing” but as he did, he laid his hand over Billy’s. Billy could always blame it on alcohol, but Dom had no excuse, he was completely sober. The bag of Dorito’s was thrust back into Dom’s lap and the moment consequently was lost forever. Dom and Elijah both fell asleep shortly after the War of the Dorito’s, leaving Billy in a familiar position.
Billy felt strangely attracted to Dom as he watched him sleep. He watched the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest and had a mental image of him sleeping like that in his bed. Billy was in a dilemma: this was his best mate, and neither of them was gay, or so he thought. He brushed a wisp of hair from Dom’s face and he stirred in his sleep pressing his leg against Billy’s.
Billy wasn’t sure what compelled him to, but he slipped his leg around Dom’s so that they were wrapped around each other. Dom smiled and put his hand on Billy’s thigh again resting his head on Billy’s shoulder. He sat there confused for a moment and gradually began enjoying the methodical kneading of his thigh. He looked down at Dom, only to see him staring back. Their eyes met and something changed between them.
Dom grabbed the blanket he’d asked for earlier and tossed it over their laps before anyone could see that his hand was slowly inching towards a noticeable bulge in Billy’s pants. Billy looked shocked for a moment but settled into his seat as Dom’s fingers worked the button open and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Billy was suddenly very thankful for that blanket. Dom slowly ran his thumb along Billy’s shaft causing his breathing to catch in his throat. Dom made a fist around Billy’s erection and began to move his hand up and down. Billy laid his head back against the seat as Dom stroked him adding a little twist at the end of each stroke. Billy started moving his hips, thrusting in time with Dom’s hand. Dom slowed down and put his free hand on Billy’s hip to stop him from trusting. “Shh…don’t want to attract too much attention,” he whispered and worked his thumb around the head of Billy’s cock. Billy put his face in Dom’s neck to stifle a moan. Dom stroked faster, Billy had to bite him to keep from groaning out loud. He fought with himself on whether or not to orgasm in public – he lost the battle and shuddered as Dom gave several long strokes. Billy sighed and watched Dom shake his wrist out, “Holy shite, Dom. What was that for?” he asked. “I don’t really know…maybe you should go clean up though,” Dom answered quietly.
With that, Billy adjusted his pants and stood shaking Elijah awake so that he could get out. Elijah blinked sleepily and yawned as he stood to let Billy out. Soon after Billy had gone, Dom got up and moved to get out as well. “Fuck what’s going on here? Some kind of bathroom party that I wasn’t invited to?” Elijah queried slightly angrily. “It’s nothing, Lij…go back to sleep,” Dom cooed and patted him on the head, like one would a child. Elijah smacked his hand away and folded his arms, pouting, making himself look even more childish.
Dom stood outside the bathroom door and waited for Billy. A few minutes later, Billy opened the door. Dom grabbed him and pushed him back in, locking the door behind them. Dom hoisted Billy up onto the sink counter and smashed their mouths together. Billy resisted at first, but Dom’s prying tongue forced him to comply. Billy opened up to him and even kissed back some. He broke away, though and asked a burning question of his, “What’s going on, Dom? I’m so fucking confused!” “Yeah, I am too,” Dom replied as he worked his tongue around Billy’s. When they finally stopped for air, Dom leaned heavily against Billy who chuckled, “That was nice.” Dom smiled and they switched positions so that they were exactly opposite.
Billy looked deeply into Dom’s stormy eyes and say lust as he reached down and undid the rough denim jeans. He was not surprised to see that Dom was not wearing underwear, he seldom did. “I’ve never done this before, so don’t laugh or make fun of me,” Billy pleaded. Dom lovingly stroked Billy’s hair, “I would never do that.”
Billy knelt down and wrapped one hand around Dom’s hardening arousal. He had never done it before, or even thought about it, but he did know what he liked. He lightly drew his tongue along the underside of Dom’s shaft, causing a shudder to ripple through Dom’s body. Once Billy had become used to the whole idea, he began to tease Dom, only taking in the head or mildly licking the tip. Dom was becoming obviously frustrated until Billy took his entire length and bobbed up and down on it. Billy got into it after a few minutes, but Dom stopped him before it got too out of hand. “Billy?”
“Yeah, Dom.”
“What are we doing here?”
“I can honestly say that I don’t know,” Billy burst out laughing – two half naked “straight” men in an airplane bathroom is a highly comical sight. Billy stood and moved to kiss Dom. He opened his mouth slightly and let Dom take control. As their kissed, their bodies grew closer and Dom’s naked erection rubbed against Billy’s coarse denim pants. Dom reached between them and undid Billy’s pants to they fell in a puddle around his ankles. “Dom?”
“Yeah, Bill.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Billy, I’ve never done this before. Are you sure you want this?” Dom asked with a pleading look on his face. “I’ve never done it either, so we’re even. And yes, I want to,” he answered calmly. Dom looked around the room and was suddenly very glad of their small stature. He repositioned them so that Billy was leaning against the counter and Dom was behind him. He scanned the sink area for some kind of lubricant and settled on the liquid soap. He spread it all over his fingers and leaned down close to Billy. He kissed his neck and collarbone, running the unsoaped hand up his side and whispering in his hear, relaxing him. Dom massaged one finger against Billy’s entrance, gently slipping it in. Billy tensed when he felt it, but relaxed when Dom kissed him.
Dom was by no means “big” so to speak, but he knew he wouldn’t fit at this point. He pulled his finger out and covered it in more hand soap. This time it was easier to fit one finger so he added another, and soon after that one more. Billy was rocking back onto Dom’s hand. His fingers grazed Billy’s prostate and he moaned loudly. Dom took this as his cue. He slid his fingers out and slicked his cock with the soap. Positioning himself behind Billy he pressed against him. When he was halfway in, Billy whispered, “Wait. Hold still for a second.” His Scottish accent so thick at that point from all the sexing that Dom barely understood.
Billy had never felt so full in his life, the pleasure and pain mixed and mingled and floated around his head until he couldn’t tell up from down. Dom began rocking in and out very slowly, pushing a tiny bit deeper with each thrust. Billy groaned his approval as one of Dom’s hands snaked around him to grab his now painfully erect cock. Billy’s grip tightened on the counter as he braced himself for Dom’s quickening thrusts. He became light headed and almost came prematurely when Dom took his ear in mouth and tweaked a nipple with his unoccupied hand. Billy moaned loudly and Dom was sure that they would be caught, but he was too far-gone to care.
Dom’s thrusting became erratic and Billy sensed he was close. Suddenly Dom’s body went rigid as he thrust releasing into Billy. He was not far behind, though, and Dom continued to stroke him until milky white beads of liquid splattered across the counter and mirror. Dom pulled out of Billy, who turned to face him cathing hiss lips in a kiss. “So much for cleaning up,” Dom commented. “Shite! Yeah!” Billy scanned the tiny room for a paper towel which he wiped the mirror and sink with. He pulled his pants up and fastened them. Dom followed suit. Billy looked at him questioningly, “So what now?” he pondered. Dom looked lost and replied with a simple yet confusing, “Later…”
Together they made their was back to Elijah who was still sleeping, which they were thankful for. Dom easily climbed over him and Billy followed. Both had a great sense of unease as to how this would affect their friendship. It would never be the same, something had changed between them for good.
THE END!!! yay!
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not alot of sleep and incessant snoring from the people around you really isn't the best environment for a good fic to be written.
that helps...all my friends are like, "wow, that's hot" but no one ever tells me "oh work on this"...so thanks bunches!
*hugs*
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My only constructive comment would be about timeline. The story would be more believable if you were to spread the same 'discoveries' over a period of days or weeks. Having sex in a public place is a push even for comfortable lovers. For two men who at the beginning of the flight were friends and straight that is a big jump. They would have needed that parachute.
I really liked it and can't wait to read more of your stories. Planning any long flights soon?
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Sadly, no more long flights till next summer...but more ficlets to come shortly!