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Halloween Treat (1/1)
Title: Halloween Treat
Rating: Oh, let's go with NC-17
Disclaimer: Nope, sorry, don't own them, just having fun.
Author's Note: This is a continuation of my Trick or Treat story. My muses got bit by the smut bunny. Enjoy!
Halloween Treat
Zeke waits until he pulls up in his driveway and gets out of the car. He manages to hold back just long enough to walk around the front of the car to stand beside the passenger side door. As Casey gets out of the car, adjusts the skirt of his prom dress and then shuts the door, Zeke decides his patience has run out and he pounces.
He presses Casey up against the car and kisses him roughly. Casey moans and kisses Zeke back as his arms go around Zeke’s neck. Zeke places his hands on Casey’s hips and hoists him up. Casey’s legs immediately wrap around Zeke’s waist as he opens his mouth to Zeke.
Zeke moans and thrusts his tongue into Casey’s mouth as he moves down the length of the car until Casey is sitting on the hood. He is confident the neighbors won’t see what’s going on because of the tall privacy fence installed along one side of his property, said fence being behind him where he stands. He isn’t all that worried about his neighbors being voyeurs but he knows Casey isn’t much of an exhibitionist.
They break for air, both panting heavily, and Casey stares at Zeke in awe. “Wow, what’s gotten into you?”
“You.” Zeke pants as he reaches beneath Casey’s skirt. “That damn dress. You-”
He cuts off as his hand encounters Casey’s penis. He blinks, his breath quickening, as he realizes Casey isn’t wearing any underwear. Hadn’t been the entire time they’d been trick or treating with Stokely.
“Oh fuck.” he groans. He feels his leather pants tightening uncomfortably in the crotch and sees Casey smirking.
“Need some help?” Casey says innocently as he reaches down to unfasten Zeke’s pants.
Zeke moans as Casey frees his cock from its leather imprisonment and then wraps his warm, soft hand around it. He shivers as Casey kisses down his neck while slowly stroking his cock.
He’s never thought the sight of Casey in a dress would turn him on so much but apparently it did. All he’s been able to think about all night long is getting Casey home so he can make love to him. Zeke’s hips thrust forward to meet Casey’s hand, and he moans as Casey bites and sucks his neck. “Casey,” he says breathlessly, “I wanna be inside you.”
“Look in my jacket pocket.” Casey murmurs into Zeke’s ear, his hand never ceasing its movement. “On the right side.”
Zeke fumbles with Casey’s jacket pocket for a moment but finally pulls free a small tube of lubrication. He chuckles and kisses Casey’s mouth. “Always prepared.”
“I figured you wouldn’t make it all the way to our room.” Casey mumbles between kisses. “Didn’t know we wouldn’t even make it into the house.” He takes the tube from Zeke’s hand, untwists the cap and squeezes some of the contents out onto his fingers. Zeke moans as Casey’s hand moves over his cock, lubing him up.
As he squeezes some of the lube onto his fingers and sets about loosening up Casey’s opening, he stares into his lover’s eyes and smiles. “You’re beautiful.” he says, his voice sounding a little husky. He’s never been very good at expressing his feelings, and he feels cheesy telling Casey that.
Casey only smiles, his pleasure visible in his desire-laden eyes. “Thanks.” he says breathlessly as he thrusts against Zeke’s fingers.
“You’re hot.” Zeke says as he works his fingers inside Casey, thrusting them in and out rhythmically. “Color me kinky ‘cause I like you in a dress.”
Casey moans, his head lolling back as he feels Zeke’s fingers brush against his prostate. “Oh god.” he pants, his body writhing. “Fuck me, Zeke, now!”
Unable to deny Casey anything, Zeke eagerly removes his fingers. He adjusts the angle of his hips and Casey presses down just as Zeke begins to thrust into him. They both moan as they feel Zeke’s cock slowly penetrating Casey. Zeke’s hip work, thrusting steadily, until he is buried completely inside of Casey. They both freeze for a moment, each savoring the feel as they stare into each other’s eyes.
Then Casey breaks the spell by moaning and urging Zeke to fuck him now, hard, oh yes, accompanied by his hips lifting up to meet Zeke’s. Zeke complies, marveling at how sexy Casey looks, lying on the hood of his car, fully clothed in a prom dress and leather jacket, moaning Zeke’s name.
It isn’t long before the momentum of Zeke’s thrusts increase as he kisses Casey’s neck. He reaches beneath Casey’s dress and grasps his lover’s cock, stroking it in tandem with his thrusts. He feels Casey’s hand come up, his fingers tangle in his hair. He hears Casey’s heart hammer against his chest, feels the vibrations of his moans.
He cries out incoherently as he explodes inside of Casey. A few moments later, he feels Casey’s orgasm start and he moans, continuing to slowly thrust inside of Casey until he feels his lover collapse against the hood. Zeke moans and goes still, sagging against the car and Casey.
Once he regains his breath, he pulls free of Casey, then smiles at him. “If this is how we’re planning to celebrate Halloween every year, I think I could learn to love it again.”
Casey laughs. “Good, then I achieved my mission.”
Zeke grins. “Now. . .about that leather and whip?”
Casey smirks. “It’s waiting in the house, stud.”
The End
Rating: Oh, let's go with NC-17
Disclaimer: Nope, sorry, don't own them, just having fun.
Author's Note: This is a continuation of my Trick or Treat story. My muses got bit by the smut bunny. Enjoy!
Halloween Treat
Zeke waits until he pulls up in his driveway and gets out of the car. He manages to hold back just long enough to walk around the front of the car to stand beside the passenger side door. As Casey gets out of the car, adjusts the skirt of his prom dress and then shuts the door, Zeke decides his patience has run out and he pounces.
He presses Casey up against the car and kisses him roughly. Casey moans and kisses Zeke back as his arms go around Zeke’s neck. Zeke places his hands on Casey’s hips and hoists him up. Casey’s legs immediately wrap around Zeke’s waist as he opens his mouth to Zeke.
Zeke moans and thrusts his tongue into Casey’s mouth as he moves down the length of the car until Casey is sitting on the hood. He is confident the neighbors won’t see what’s going on because of the tall privacy fence installed along one side of his property, said fence being behind him where he stands. He isn’t all that worried about his neighbors being voyeurs but he knows Casey isn’t much of an exhibitionist.
They break for air, both panting heavily, and Casey stares at Zeke in awe. “Wow, what’s gotten into you?”
“You.” Zeke pants as he reaches beneath Casey’s skirt. “That damn dress. You-”
He cuts off as his hand encounters Casey’s penis. He blinks, his breath quickening, as he realizes Casey isn’t wearing any underwear. Hadn’t been the entire time they’d been trick or treating with Stokely.
“Oh fuck.” he groans. He feels his leather pants tightening uncomfortably in the crotch and sees Casey smirking.
“Need some help?” Casey says innocently as he reaches down to unfasten Zeke’s pants.
Zeke moans as Casey frees his cock from its leather imprisonment and then wraps his warm, soft hand around it. He shivers as Casey kisses down his neck while slowly stroking his cock.
He’s never thought the sight of Casey in a dress would turn him on so much but apparently it did. All he’s been able to think about all night long is getting Casey home so he can make love to him. Zeke’s hips thrust forward to meet Casey’s hand, and he moans as Casey bites and sucks his neck. “Casey,” he says breathlessly, “I wanna be inside you.”
“Look in my jacket pocket.” Casey murmurs into Zeke’s ear, his hand never ceasing its movement. “On the right side.”
Zeke fumbles with Casey’s jacket pocket for a moment but finally pulls free a small tube of lubrication. He chuckles and kisses Casey’s mouth. “Always prepared.”
“I figured you wouldn’t make it all the way to our room.” Casey mumbles between kisses. “Didn’t know we wouldn’t even make it into the house.” He takes the tube from Zeke’s hand, untwists the cap and squeezes some of the contents out onto his fingers. Zeke moans as Casey’s hand moves over his cock, lubing him up.
As he squeezes some of the lube onto his fingers and sets about loosening up Casey’s opening, he stares into his lover’s eyes and smiles. “You’re beautiful.” he says, his voice sounding a little husky. He’s never been very good at expressing his feelings, and he feels cheesy telling Casey that.
Casey only smiles, his pleasure visible in his desire-laden eyes. “Thanks.” he says breathlessly as he thrusts against Zeke’s fingers.
“You’re hot.” Zeke says as he works his fingers inside Casey, thrusting them in and out rhythmically. “Color me kinky ‘cause I like you in a dress.”
Casey moans, his head lolling back as he feels Zeke’s fingers brush against his prostate. “Oh god.” he pants, his body writhing. “Fuck me, Zeke, now!”
Unable to deny Casey anything, Zeke eagerly removes his fingers. He adjusts the angle of his hips and Casey presses down just as Zeke begins to thrust into him. They both moan as they feel Zeke’s cock slowly penetrating Casey. Zeke’s hip work, thrusting steadily, until he is buried completely inside of Casey. They both freeze for a moment, each savoring the feel as they stare into each other’s eyes.
Then Casey breaks the spell by moaning and urging Zeke to fuck him now, hard, oh yes, accompanied by his hips lifting up to meet Zeke’s. Zeke complies, marveling at how sexy Casey looks, lying on the hood of his car, fully clothed in a prom dress and leather jacket, moaning Zeke’s name.
It isn’t long before the momentum of Zeke’s thrusts increase as he kisses Casey’s neck. He reaches beneath Casey’s dress and grasps his lover’s cock, stroking it in tandem with his thrusts. He feels Casey’s hand come up, his fingers tangle in his hair. He hears Casey’s heart hammer against his chest, feels the vibrations of his moans.
He cries out incoherently as he explodes inside of Casey. A few moments later, he feels Casey’s orgasm start and he moans, continuing to slowly thrust inside of Casey until he feels his lover collapse against the hood. Zeke moans and goes still, sagging against the car and Casey.
Once he regains his breath, he pulls free of Casey, then smiles at him. “If this is how we’re planning to celebrate Halloween every year, I think I could learn to love it again.”
Casey laughs. “Good, then I achieved my mission.”
Zeke grins. “Now. . .about that leather and whip?”
Casey smirks. “It’s waiting in the house, stud.”
The End
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Lawrence Makoare going on at length about how good Elijah looked as a woman at the cast & crew cross dressing party. "It was probably his eyes. I don't know. But Elijah looked so stunningly beautiful as a woman. Absolutely beautiful. Oh man. You wouldn't believe it. So beautiful."
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Sounds to me like he had a 'bit' of a crush.
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That's all the info there is, although you could probably ask
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I think Zeke's made his peace with Halloween :)
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