fellowshippers | RPS, Double Dare, Dave/Karl, NC17

(Re-worked slightly, Not posted on LJ before)

Title: Double Dare
Author: Nixxie
Pairing: Dave/Karl, implied Harry/Karl
Rating: NC17
E-mail address for feedback: nix@nixxe.co.uk
Disclaimers: Two fully-grown men having sex probably has happened before. Whether these two particular guys have fucked or not is actually not known to me!
Brief Summary: Dave, Karl, sex, nasty. Well, that’s about it really! *L*
Warnings: Real Person Slash – meaning these are based on real people here not the characters they oh so cleverly pretend to be.

“I dare you!” Harry says, grinning evilly, laughter lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes, a hand running thoughtfully over stubble.

“No way man! That’s sick!” I reply, laughing into my pint //he can’t be serious//

“Look, he’ll be back in a mo with the beers, I dare you to do it, go on! Be a man! I know you’d get off on it! And if I know Karl he’d sure get a kick!” He almost giggles as I shake my head but look at him with horny eyes, temptation shining through. “Come on Daveyboy! He’s halfway to slammed already, another round and he’s anybody’s, or at least yours! If you want him that is.” //Christ he is serious// “You can’t tell me you’d not want to shag that.” He finishes, pointing towards the bar. Pointing towards Karl’s back. He’s leaning against the bar like he owns it. Waiting for the round, Chatting amiably to the barman. They both laugh, Karl’s face turning to profile, he looks so open, so pleasing, so Godamned horny!

“I couldn’t not want to shag that! But…I mean the two of you are…” I finish not knowing how to continue tactfully.

“Us two are just shagging is all! That’s all there ever is between us man. Sex. Hot, fantastic Sex.” He leans in towards me more, eyes locking with mine. “Are you saying you’d take a pass on hot, sweaty, sticky sex with that?” Head tilting towards Karl.

“But he’d think it was you” I argued, my stomach turning at the thought.

“So? Can’t you just imagine his face afterwards?” Harry sat back, drinking the last of his pint, letting me think.

I have to admit Harry’s dare did turn me on, quite a lot actually. More than I ever imagined the suggestion of something like that would. I mean, I never thought I’d be able to have Karl, not a chance! He’s way too much for me, too intense, too centred, too extreme. I’d never be able to handle him.

But if I was pissed, and he was downright drunk. And if he thought I was Harry…then…maybe?? My stomach flipped, my thoughts racing. I’d had way too many pints already, there’s no way I’d be able to do this sober. It was now or never.

Harry’s plan…his dare…was this. He’d send Karl out to the toilets, saying he’d meet him in a few minutes, He’d tell Karl he was to prepare himself, make himself ready to get fucked. And he was to keep his eyes closed the whole time. God the thought of that almost made me come right here in the middle of a crowded pub. Karl ready, waiting. Waiting for me. No. Waiting for Harry. But I’d be the one fucking him. Too much, way too much. There’s no way I could say no to that.

“Yes!”

“Yes? Yes you’ll take me up on my dare yes?” Harry asked.

“Yes” I replied meeting his eyes.

“Hey you two, stop making lovey dovey eyes at each other over here!” Karl stumbled up with the drinks.

“Sorry mate!” I kinda mumbled, looking at neither of them.

Karl deposited the drinks on the table, moving the empties to one side and sat down next to Harry, a look passing between them. They leaned in together and Karl whispered something into Harry’s ear, Harry just nodded in return. God they looked good together, both dark haired, though Harry’s was touched by a little grey. They both turned their attention back to me and I felt myself blushing slightly.

“Caught ya peeking!” Karl joked

“Yeah! But who wouldn’t! I mean…look at the two of you!” I looked enviously at the pair.

“What us? Nah! Now you for instance…” Karl began grinning at me evilly. He hiccupped and stared into his drink, unable to continue whatever it was he was saying. “I think I’ve had too many!”

Harry looked over at me, leaned in a little, “No backing out now!” He muttered, then focused his attention on Karl, speaking to him in a low voice. I couldn’t hear what he said but I knew what he was saying. He was telling Karl, telling him to go wait for him. //Sweet Jesus, what have I let myself in for!// Karl giggled a little as Harry started to talk, then quietened up completely. Stopped moving almost. I could just see him breathing, his looks at Harry almost indecent. Obviously whatever Harry was telling him was more than a little pleasing to him. Harry leaned back in his seat, ignoring the look that Karl was giving him. Karl reached over, almost drained his glass then stood up.

“Gotta go use the lav. Back in a mo!” He said quietly, eyes flaring at Harry, not making eye contact with me at all. As he weaved his way merrily to the back of the pub Harry moved to stare straight at me.

“Give him a few minutes then go take him, he’s all yours.” He picked up his pint and stood up. “I’m gonna go see if that barman is all Karl thinks he is.” He strode off, not giving me a chance to argue or change my mind. I sat very still and tried to collect my thoughts.
Karl. Karl waiting to be fucked. Karl waiting to be fucked by me, in the toilets, now. What was I sitting here trying to think for!

I got to my feet ignoring the fact that my legs were wobbling from a nasty combination of beer and raw lust. By the time I got to the corridor leading to the toilets my erection was impossible to hide, but by that point I really didn’t care. I took the few strides along the corridor and stopped dead in front of the gents door. I knew what I’d find inside, in the last cubicle Harry had said, Karl waiting. Standing, lubed up, braced and ready, eyes closed, face to the wall. No going back now.

I pushed the door open, stepped in, adrenaline rushing through my veins. I shut the main door behind me, hoping no-one else would come in whist I was in here. I made my way to the last cubicle, pushed it open and was greeted by the most horny sight I’ve ever seen in my life. Karl was standing, trousers round his ankles, hands against the wall, bracing himself, his arse pushed out, well lubed up. He turned his face towards the open door slightly, his eyes slammed shut. I could see how horny he was, the strain showed on his face. I stood breathing for a millisecond before closing the door and locking it, leaning back against it for support.

I couldn’t touch him too much, I’m sure he’d know I wasn’t Harry. And no talking either. I decided to act fast, before I started thinking, before I backed out. I unzipped my trousers leaving the top button done up, this was gonna be fast and I might need a quick exit. My cock jumped to attention as soon as it was freed, dripping with pre-cum just from the sight in front of me. I placed one hand territorially on the small of Karl’s back, the other I opened his cheeks with. //I can’t believe what I’m about to do// blindly wandered across my brain, but by then I’d put the head of my cock against Karl’s lubed up arse and the whole world dropped away.

I pushed into him, probably a bit too fast, a bit too hard, but the moan I got from Karl told me all I needed to know. He did like it like this, got off on this. It wouldn’t surprise me if he and Harry had done this in here before. //Okay, that mental image is not helping my composure here// I was seated in Karl’s arse us to the hilt. I rested there for the briefest of seconds and Karl pushed himself back into me. Impatient bastard! I pulled back, he moaned more, I pushed in he moaned further. There was no way this was going to be quite. //sod it// I thought and started thumping into him like there was no tomorrow.

The pace was frantic, I was pushing into him, and he was just taking it, taking it all. And then he was jutting back into me. My dick was harder than I ever thought it had been before. My mind was racing through the sensations I was feeling, my hand on his back, fingers digging in, nails leaving half-moon shaped marks. The other hand on his hip, holding on, pulling him back into me, bracing him against me as I thumped into his willing hole.

This was sick, totally sick. And the thought of that just made me hornier. God Karl was good! Not too tight but just right around my cock. Covering me, pulling me back in time and again. So tempting. Too. Fucking. Good! He was pulling me over the edge, too fast. I wanted this to last. I’ll never have this again, not once he sees me. Too fast, too hard, too good. My head bowed down, back bent over him, head on his spine, only our hips synchronising. Fucking. Hard. Harder. More. Further. And then I felt him start to arch upwards, his hips stilling as he came.

Christ I’d not even touched him, he must’ve really got off on this! His arse muscles tensed and contracted, pulling me over the edge with him. Expletives pouring from his mouth louder than his moans as I rammed myself into him three more solid times, then stopped. Seated in him up to my balls as my cock exploded. Ears ringing and gravity tilting as I came hard inside him. Neck lifting, chest shuddering and back arching.

I pulled out as fast as I had pushed in and leant back against the door again. I couldn’t move. What I should be doing right about now is putting my cock away and walking out the door. But I can’t. I can’t. And then my spell is broken as words drop from Karl’s mouth.

“God you’re a good fuck Dave! Always knew you had it in you, kinky fucker!”

He knew. Christ, he knew it was me all the time! Harry must’ve told him! Bastard! But I still couldn’t move, heat rising on my face, rooted to the spot I watched as Karl pulled his trousers back up, putting himself away and doing up the zip. He turned round to face me, looking at my cock.

“Here, let me.” He practically cooed as he put my cock back in my trousers and pulled the zip up. Then he looked at me straight. Triumph gleaming from his eyes, meeting confusion from mine.

“It was my dare Dave! I put Harry up to it. I dared him to dare you to fuck me. I knew you had it in you I knew you could do it. Fuck me like that. Harry said you’d bail on us but I knew better. I had to know, know if you could stoop this low, this nasty, this kinky.”

“Why?” I croaked eyes lowering staring at his shirt.

“Because I want you Dave, and Harry does too. We want you. But we had to know…If you could do this, you could join us.”

“Join you?” I parroted back at him.

“Did you not hear what I just said? We want you.” He replied eyes meeting mine, all irises, black as night and deadly as sin. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips. After what we’d just shared it was light. Light and tender and loving. A promise, a promise of more to come. “Don’t you want us too? Harry and me?”

Christ! If Karl was un-obtainable it was nothing compared to Harry. I was thoroughly sated but the thought of fucking Harry. Having both of them fuck me sent a jolt of electricity straight to my dick. Karl rested his hand over it, feeling it jump, respond to him. How could I possibly refuse such an offer?

“Yes. Fuck yes. I want you, both of you. Anything, any terms. Just yes.”

He laughed slightly at that, but a tender, knowing laugh. “Harry will be so pleased! He’s wanted you for ages but never thought he could have you! Tonight though, I think he’ll get his wish, don’t you Dave?” His hand still on my crotch, he leaned in and kissed me, ever so gently again.

“Yes.” I replied easily, sealing my, our, pact. I had no real idea what I was getting in to but I was happier than I’d ever been before. Karl and Harry. And me. Good God! What a combination!

I took a deep breath and lent in to kiss Karl, stopping just before our lips touched. His breath stopped in anticipation. He wanted. I could make him want. Want me. I raised the corner of my mouth slightly, his eyes opened and stared back at me his lips quivering with both joy and need.

“I don’t think I want to wait till tonight.” I told him, my voice dropped low and husky. “I want you to go find Harry, tell him I want to fuck him now. Tell him to come in here for me. Then you can wait for us by the bar.” I finished, pulling back, lust gleaming from my eyes. Then I moved back a step letting him drop his gaze, his breath un-steady.

//Two can play at this game!// I thought, grinning from ear to ear.

~Fin~