First Meeting... continued Royd/Boyd NC17
First Meeting… continued
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Pairing: Royd/Boyd
Rating: NC17
Finished 3 Parts
Disclaimer: I met them, but don’t own them…yet!
I have no beta, just my trusty spell check and me L
Summary: Last nights encounter came flooding back to him. He had met Royd Tolkien on the set, found they had much in common and had invited him over to get to know each other better. They got to know each other better than he had ever imagined!
Stay with this fic and at the end of Chapter 3, see a goofy Royd/Boyd in bed manip I made! HA! I so suck at this!
Chapter 1
Billy woke about 45 minutes before his alarm, which was not unusual for him. He loved the morning; he always set his alarm extra early so he could leisurely enjoy his morning ritual. Have a nice breakfast, coffee, take a long hot shower, read his script again, and just pad around slowly and not rush. This morning, he woke to find a warm body cuddled close next to him, an arm slung protectively around his waist, and the handsome face of a god sleeping happily beside him.
Last nights encounter came flooding back to him. He had met Royd Tolkien on the set, found they had much in common and had invited him over for a drink, chat and get to know each other better. They got to know each other better than he had ever imagined! He had wanked J.R.R. Tolkien’s great grandson off! He felt his face heat and flush red. He felt his body stiffen with a rush of panic. He heard himself inhale sharply and recoil slightly. With a shudder, he remembered Royd sucking him off, he remembered the powerful orgasm he experienced in his beautiful mouth. Royd; so kind with him, so slow and gentle, so unbelievably sexy. Just exactly how drunk was he last night?
It was odd… they had talked so briefly on the set, but they both seemed to experience a connection. After Billy was called back to the set, he invited Royd over to his trailer to talk more. Billy found that he could not stop his eyes from roaming his perfect frame, he found himself needing to reach over and touch him when he talked. Billy was thrilled that Royd seemed so genuinely interested and laughed at his stories, and had leaned into him several times laughing. Had he been a woman, Billy would have kissed him then. Had Royd been a woman, Billy would have him spread on the tiny sofa, arms pinned over his head and kissed his way down his body. Billy was shocked when the thoughts had made him erect. He was even more shocked when he found himself looking into Royd’s soft brown eyes, imagining Royd’s lips on his, and realized after god knows how many moments, that Royd was gazing back. Then to his horror, he saw Royd’s eyes drop and discover his massive bulge.
He studied Royd’s sleeping face, watched him breathe, and smiled at his spiky hair; it looked even sillier than his did in the morning! Billy relaxed a bit. He smiled as he felt a sudden urge to kiss Royd’s nose, he leaned down and ever so lightly, and kissed his nose. Royd began to stir.
“MMMmmmmm… Billy?” Royd removed his arm from Billy’s waist and rubbed his eyes. “MMMMornin’” He said through his still sleepy eyes, snuggling closer and returning his arm to tighten his grip and pull himself closer to Billy. Apparently Royd was not mortified as Billy. In fact, he seemed quite happy and content.
“Mornin’” Billy returned, feeling odd and a tad awkward at this new situation. Billy had woken many mornings with a strange woman, but never a strange man! He immediately regretted having Royd spend the night. What if word gets out? Billy again stiffened as he panicked again in Royd’s arms.
Sensing Billy tense up, Royd began rubbing the length of Billy’s arm and kissed his shoulder. “Billy, I just want you to know… that last night… was wonderful. I really enjoyed talking with you; you’re quite a fascinating chap.” Royd continued kissing Billy’s shoulder, moving up to Billy’s collarbone. Billy was lying stiffly, but found himself beginning to relax. Royd’s soothing, quiet voice, the gentle warm touch of his lips on his skin, and feeling Royd cuddle closer still was so incredibly intoxicating.
“Yeah… I enjoyed talking with you as well.” Billy managed to say, almost a whisper.
Now Royd’s hand moved from rubbing Billy’s arm to his bare chest. He had to suppress a moan as Royd’s fingers softly moved across a nipple to rub his chest. Billy shut his eyes and sighed, he felt a familiar stirring in his groin. If his brain was unsure and a bit scared, Nessie was not.
Royd whispered in Billy’s ear, “I think you are a remarkable man, I hear you also are an amazing singer… maybe sometime you will sing for me… Hmmm, Billy?” Royd ran two fingers lightly over Billy’s lips. Billy parted his lips as if he was going to say something, but no words came forth. He felt one finger stray into his mouth and lightly touch his upper teeth. Billy struggled to repress the urge to lick the fingers. His cock jumped at the thought. As Royd’s hand moved across Billy’s face, stroking the side of his face with such care, his arm rubbed his nipple wickedly. Billy felt himself push his chest up into him. His erection was now embarrassingly complete.
He was painfully hard and desperately needed to re-adjust himself as his cock was caught sideways in his boxers. Billy slipped his hand under the waistband of his boxers and gripped his cock. He felt the wetness at the tip and using all the willpower he had to straightened his cock… and released it again. He would have loved to have held it, and stroked it to Royd’s voice, face, body… and to sweet release.
