"You fucking wish, you horny old bastard. Maybe you'd finally get off when you get yourself fucked properly for the first time in your life." Kian had been planning on moving, for the obvious reasons, but now he was making a point. And so, evidently, was his cock. Apparently making an even sharper, harder point. Oh, well. He wasn't about to apologise to Taliesin for that.
"I keep telling you you don't know me. Maybe it would sink in if you joined those bitches that yell out my name." He snorted, slapping Taliesin's arse while he was at it. "I can always recognise a thirsty queen. You've just missed out on your coronation. I could catch you up."
"You think I've never played around with my ass? Don't be stupid. I've done more than you ever could, you silly queer. I just don't want any guy up me. It's called being smart. I'm not getting fucking AIDS off your diseased cock." He had done some ass play with girls before but never deep or really enough to get properly into it. Mostly, he liked to fuck and lately, that wasn't working so well. As Kian had witnessed while his co-worker cursed out strippers over it.
The doctor said it was poor blood flow and he could eventually take something for it but not yet. Fucking useless doctors. He felt Kian harder against him and hissed in annoyance. "Don't ever fucking slap my ass again, punk, or I'll spank you five ways to Friday."
"I think you've played with your arse, I just don't think anyone's gotten in deep enough." Clearly, that had to be why he was still so full of shit. "I'm cleaner than you've ever been. I get tested every two weeks."
And he had a clean bill of health, STD-free, so he could hook up without any issue. Not that he'd do it without a condom, he wasn't an idiot.
"You're into it. You like the pain, you think it's pleasure. Anyone who lives like you is a masochist." Seemed fairly obvious to him. "Ask nicely, maybe I'll give you a prostate massage you won't ever forget. Get your blood pressure right down with that."
"Okay, time to get the fuck off me." With a huff, he stomped onto Kian's foot and hoped he'd take the fucking hint. He didn't need to fuck a queer to get an orgasm, he'd just pay a very persistent women to suck him off and maybe pop some kind of pills for it. Though all the ones he took right now, they weren't helping his limp dick.
"Look, I like pain, I'm not gonna argue. Nothing is better than being choked to orgasm and I ain't ashamed of it. I'm adventurous. I'm not afraid to live my life. But I'm not into you and that's a big issue cause - let me put it simple - I'm not a fucking faggot."
He was straight. Not that he minded fags, they were fun and he got it, he really did, but he would have thought he'd know by now if he wanted to fuck boys.
"Why wouldn't you be into me?" Kian moved back a step or two and held his hands up, showing that he was backing off. At least physically. "I'm everything you love so fucking much about yourself. Who cares about sexuality? You get to fuck yourself."
More or less.
He shrugged and looked Taliesin over, debating where he stood with the matter himself. Fucking him might shut him up, so there was that. Shut him up for a little while, at least. "Anyway, it's scientifically backed. Prostate massages and anal sex help men with heart conditions. You should be so lucky."
"I call bullshit. What is that you're reading? Queer news weekly?" He rolled his eyes and finally, with the space, he walked over to his drink cabinet to get himself something strong. What was this idiot even doing? Cause he knew from all he'd said, he thought of him as some useless old man. So why suddenly horny for him? Must be daddy issues.
"I'd sooner fuck you up the ass and hey, I'm someone who thinks we should all try something once but it ain't gonna happen." Cause he couldn't get it up and he didn't want Kian to see it that way. In passing, sure, it was a joke but not like that. In the middle of sex? Fuck that.
"Why would I ever fuck you? And, more important, why would you ever want to fuck me? So you can work through some daddy issues or what?"
"Never got turned on by anything to do with my father. He's anti-sex. Fairly sure I was created in a lab." It was pretty impossible to imagine any level of passion between his parents - and not just because he didn't want to.
Kian shrugged and leaned against the desk, watching Talisien get himself a drink. "Pour me something too."
If he wasn't getting anything else out of it, he at least wanted some overpriced liquor. "You made me angry. I get turned on when I'm angry. Can't be that foreign a concept to you, can it? I reckon that's the major reason you ever get laid."
"I do get a lot of pissed off women. I find that anger is basically passion and passion always leads to sex." Taliesin explained as he poured Kian a drink and came over, holding it out to him. Now that sex was floating nebulously around them, he felt something he hadn't felt since he was a teenager. He felt unsure. And that was strange. "If you were a girl, I would have fucked you a week ago."
And it wouldn't have bothered him at all. He didn't mind playing into daddy fantasies and all of that. Being the older guy, being taboo, whatever kinky shit was needed - but for a boy? Huh. "You really wanna ride my dick, Ffagot? The ol' bogal jobio."
"Hm." He looked him up and down as he took the glass off him and took a first sip, letting it fill his mouth. Nice. Overpriced, sure, but it tasted expensive as well. Whiskey older than both of them. "I'm versatile when I want to be. But, no. I want to fuck you. I thought that was made clear."
He had his legs further apart right now than was necessary as he leaned against the desk. "My cock isn't going to let either of us down." Obviously, he felt, given he was quite obviously still hard now. "If I was a girl, maybe I'd have higher standards. But I'm a lad in the end and you're enough of a bastard to be worth fucking."
"How do I know it's not a long play to give me AIDS?" Cause if he had AIDS, he'd always try this with his enemies. And he had a lot of those. He leaned back against the wall and considered it for a moment before looking aside and taking a long drink. Maybe it was all a move to humiliate him? His dick was not working, he guessed it was good for embarrassing him.
Or, more likely, he was just super horny for him. Maybe he was gay catnip? It made sense. He was handsome and men liked manly men. At least, normal blokes did. And Kian wasn't a total poofter. "I suppose I can't deny you your attraction. You can't help it. Few can. I get it, I'm your type."
Clearly. "So what are we gonna do about it? Cause if we're fucking, I need some coke."
"When we are fucking, Taliesin, then you don't need any coke." Kian said it very matter of fact, not even touching the matter of just how attractive Taliesin may or may not be. Calling him a washed up old man again would likely not be conductive to the mood he was setting.
He finished off his drink and set it aside, then considered this for a moment. Had to get him on the bed, if he wanted to really show him how it was done.
So Kian leaned in and kissed him, assuming that Taliesin would not see that coming. He was a good kisser and he definitely know how to kiss men that thought they were straight. Knew how to kiss them and also knew how to lead them over to the nearest desirable surface, as he was doing now when he slowly pushed him to lay down on the bed, not ending the kiss just yet. Might keep him from talking for a minute at least.
He did pull away at long last, only to shrug out of his suit jacket and reach for his tie, staring down at Taliesin the whole time. "Relax. I know what I'm doing."
The kiss wasn't bad. As far as kissing went. He liked it fine, even if it was weird to feel a light bit of stubble against him. Christ, how desperate for a fuck was this idiot? He was clearly looking for something out of this but he wasn't sure what. Well, if it meant his asshole got a luxury sex cruise because of it, what did he care?
He let himself get moved around and dropped onto the bed, looking up at Barty with a slightly deranged smirk. Well, that was his default smirk. "Come on, you're trying to play nice but we both know you like it rough and dirty. Just ride me, princess."
If he could get it up, they would have an amazing time. He knew how to make a girl squirt, how much harder could it be with a lad like this?
"Not how it's going to go, cowboy. Saddle up, Tallie. We're doing this my way." He had a hand in his pocket and got what he needed, for now throwing the packs of condoms onto the mattress and just getting the lube out. He had his fingers slick in no time, but then he took a moment to adjust himself on top of Taliesin. It would help him relax a little, being put into the right position.
He moved one of Taliesin's legs for better access and then he started pushing a finger inside him. He was slow about it, because this wasn't much different than a virgin in his mind. New ground, anyway. "Focus on your breathing. That's the part that calms you down."
"Ah, I don't know. It just loses something without the high." Taliesin remarked as he opened his legs and watched the kid work. What was the end goal? It was kind of fun to watch him work. A lot like when they worked a case. So serious, so focused. He had something he wanted and he was chasing it with this quiet, controlled manner. It was kind of creepy and, well, now it was kind of hot too.
The finger went farther than expected and his eyes widened noticeably at the intrusion. He shifted and tsked lightly. "Fuck me, kid, what are you trying to find up there." The calm breathing would come. Eventually. For now, he was looking very sceptical.
"What do you think I'm trying to find? I'm chasing that high for you. Finding my own way to make you see stars." That said he curled his finger, angled it right to push down on the prostate. Easy enough to find and certainly easy to stimulate, now that he was in deep enough. He started massaging it, fucking him, so far only using one finger still. Had to go slow, even if he was still very much turned on himself.
"You bring that fuck me energy to court next time and the jury's going to be eating out of your hand." Almost called him 'love' right there, but he caught himself in time. This was why he usually avoided fucking where he worked, but whatever. This was murky enough as it was already, might as well get something out of it.
Now there were two fingers and they were intent on finding a way to make him squirm in pleasure.
It was hot, it was really hot, he was turned on and yet, he looked down and the tension took him out of the moment cause his dick was half-hard at best. It used to be glorious, could fuck anything and always stood to attention. Stupid heart, what did it do to his baby? His darling. His Christine Baranski.
He tried not to look, tilting his head back. "I always bring fuck me energy to court, you little twerp. Why do you think you wanna fuck me now? It's magnetism. You're drawn to me."
Fuck, two fingers was a lot. Probably the most he'd had in his ass so far. Girls had played a little with it and he'd put drugs up there but usually one finger. Two was a lot. Two was -- difficult. He couldn't help but squirm, despite his best attempt. "Jesus fuck!"
"There we go. Always that pain with the pleasure. Gives you something to focus on so you don't go yapping your mouth." That was one advantage, anyway. Also meant that he had to control his breathing. And maybe, just maybe, it'd mean that he could get his semi-hard dick to actually perform up to standards. "I've got a big dick, love. Need to prepare you for that."
Which was why, yes, he was adding a third finger, although he was pausing to give him time to adjust, catching his eyes as he did so. Didn't want to go too far or too fast. "I've made some queens come with just my fingers up my arse. Let's see what we can get out of you."
"Don't ever compare me to a fucking queen. I'll fuck anything, it's true, but I'm no fairy." And he detested the idea of being seen as one by anyone else in this world. Clearly Kian was an exception but even, he wasn't going to let it end with this. Whatever this was. He swore on all things holy that he'd fuck that little brat up the ass before new years.
With his breathing getting closer and more careful, he did notice that his heart raced less and hurt less. No longer did he have those stabbing pains that always came with sex - they were always there, right in the chest. Now, he was mostly so focused on relaxing his ass, he didn't have time to freak it.
"I think he's got it," Kian whispered by Taliesin's ear. And, so there could be no doubt what he was talking about, he wrapped his free hand around the man's dick and gave it a few quick jerks - nothing too exciting. The exciting part came when he moved that hand to undo his own belt and trousers instead, to finally get his erection freed. Fuck, he was eager by now.
Not too eager, of course. He paused to put on a condom and to lube up and when he pulled his finders out of Taliesin's arse, he used that hand to properly position them both instead. "It's going to be easier on you if you get your legs around my waist."
Okay, so this bit rattled his nerves and he looked at Kian with a small frown, despite the magic he was working on his dick. "It's up, it's fucking up, why not just jump on it?" Well, fingers were one thing but the idea of a dick up his ass was a little strange. he wasn't sure if he was on the right path but Kian was moving, he had a condom on and he had sort of accepted his fate.
At least it was a fun fate. Could have been way worse. He wasn't moving his legs up around Kian's waste though - what did he look like? A fucking showgirl. "I can take it like a fucking man, I'm not putting my legs up all lady like."
"The fuck is lady like about that? What, you that insecure in your masculinity? I'd have thought you more of a man than that." He had to roll his eyes at that. What an insufferable bastard. "It's physics. Angles. You want to relax while I fuck the shit out of you."
He had resisted the urge to call him a stupid cunt, which he felt was quite impressive given how he was simultaneously annoyed and turned on. "I want this to feel good for you, so maybe you ought to listen."
"I'm a bloke, we don't wrap legs. We ground 'em and fuck like rabbits. I'm a pure blooded Welshmen. We fuck like we fight, nonstop and-- oh fuck me." His boner was going down, he watched it with dismay and then tried to fuck it back up by jerking into the air. Still, when his chest complained, he put his legs up with little complaint and then laughed. It was kind of funny. "Alright, alright. Fuck my ass, princess."
He put his legs were he was told to and braced himself. "Don't let that lazy fucker go down. If it goes limp, I'm crushing your knob with my gin bottle so neither of us get off." Adding a little stakes was always fun.
"You just focus on your breathing, I don't want to end this by hearing you wheeze in my ear." His words were mocking, but he was actually careful when he adjusted himself and then, yes, he was slow when he pushed inside him, keeping an eye on his expression to make sure he wasn't hurting him too much. Honestly, this was gentler than he normally might have been, but it was essentially his first time. He had a heart condition.
Kian felt going slowly was smart, as he didn't want to end up fucking a corpse. Instead he fucked Taliesin, slow and thorough. Yes, he was essentially making love to him at this point, but it was for a good cause.
It was a lot. Seriously, the most he'd had up his ass. And it was great. It hurt in all the right places, it kept knocking against that beautiful spot up his ass that he definitely had to play with more and his dick was managing to stay up. His breathing was calm, as calm as it could be for him, as he closed his eyes and grunted with each thrust, just happy to fade out and forget that this little shit was fucking him up the ass.
He always said he wanted to try as many things as possible. Now he had tried gay sex. He couldn't wait to tell Holden, that was going to spice up their therapy sessions.
He was almost worried to scare it away, so he didn't touch Taliesin's erection again. Instead he kept on fucking him until he felt him tighten, until he watched him come. Beautiful, that thought was in his head for a moment there as he saw his face and listened to the sounds. And then there weren't that many thoughts at all as he came as well just a few thrusts later.
Quite spent he ended up next to Taliesin shortly after, naked and filled with quite a bit of smug satisfaction. He looked at Taliesin from the side, smirking. "You've got a nice arse, I'll give you that."
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"I keep telling you you don't know me. Maybe it would sink in if you joined those bitches that yell out my name." He snorted, slapping Taliesin's arse while he was at it. "I can always recognise a thirsty queen. You've just missed out on your coronation. I could catch you up."
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The doctor said it was poor blood flow and he could eventually take something for it but not yet. Fucking useless doctors. He felt Kian harder against him and hissed in annoyance. "Don't ever fucking slap my ass again, punk, or I'll spank you five ways to Friday."
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And he had a clean bill of health, STD-free, so he could hook up without any issue. Not that he'd do it without a condom, he wasn't an idiot.
"You're into it. You like the pain, you think it's pleasure. Anyone who lives like you is a masochist." Seemed fairly obvious to him. "Ask nicely, maybe I'll give you a prostate massage you won't ever forget. Get your blood pressure right down with that."
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"Look, I like pain, I'm not gonna argue. Nothing is better than being choked to orgasm and I ain't ashamed of it. I'm adventurous. I'm not afraid to live my life. But I'm not into you and that's a big issue cause - let me put it simple - I'm not a fucking faggot."
He was straight. Not that he minded fags, they were fun and he got it, he really did, but he would have thought he'd know by now if he wanted to fuck boys.
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More or less.
He shrugged and looked Taliesin over, debating where he stood with the matter himself. Fucking him might shut him up, so there was that. Shut him up for a little while, at least. "Anyway, it's scientifically backed. Prostate massages and anal sex help men with heart conditions. You should be so lucky."
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"I'd sooner fuck you up the ass and hey, I'm someone who thinks we should all try something once but it ain't gonna happen." Cause he couldn't get it up and he didn't want Kian to see it that way. In passing, sure, it was a joke but not like that. In the middle of sex? Fuck that.
"Why would I ever fuck you? And, more important, why would you ever want to fuck me? So you can work through some daddy issues or what?"
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Kian shrugged and leaned against the desk, watching Talisien get himself a drink. "Pour me something too."
If he wasn't getting anything else out of it, he at least wanted some overpriced liquor. "You made me angry. I get turned on when I'm angry. Can't be that foreign a concept to you, can it? I reckon that's the major reason you ever get laid."
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And it wouldn't have bothered him at all. He didn't mind playing into daddy fantasies and all of that. Being the older guy, being taboo, whatever kinky shit was needed - but for a boy? Huh. "You really wanna ride my dick, Ffagot? The ol' bogal jobio."
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He had his legs further apart right now than was necessary as he leaned against the desk. "My cock isn't going to let either of us down." Obviously, he felt, given he was quite obviously still hard now. "If I was a girl, maybe I'd have higher standards. But I'm a lad in the end and you're enough of a bastard to be worth fucking."
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Or, more likely, he was just super horny for him. Maybe he was gay catnip? It made sense. He was handsome and men liked manly men. At least, normal blokes did. And Kian wasn't a total poofter. "I suppose I can't deny you your attraction. You can't help it. Few can. I get it, I'm your type."
Clearly. "So what are we gonna do about it? Cause if we're fucking, I need some coke."
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He finished off his drink and set it aside, then considered this for a moment. Had to get him on the bed, if he wanted to really show him how it was done.
So Kian leaned in and kissed him, assuming that Taliesin would not see that coming. He was a good kisser and he definitely know how to kiss men that thought they were straight. Knew how to kiss them and also knew how to lead them over to the nearest desirable surface, as he was doing now when he slowly pushed him to lay down on the bed, not ending the kiss just yet. Might keep him from talking for a minute at least.
He did pull away at long last, only to shrug out of his suit jacket and reach for his tie, staring down at Taliesin the whole time. "Relax. I know what I'm doing."
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He let himself get moved around and dropped onto the bed, looking up at Barty with a slightly deranged smirk. Well, that was his default smirk. "Come on, you're trying to play nice but we both know you like it rough and dirty. Just ride me, princess."
If he could get it up, they would have an amazing time. He knew how to make a girl squirt, how much harder could it be with a lad like this?
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He moved one of Taliesin's legs for better access and then he started pushing a finger inside him. He was slow about it, because this wasn't much different than a virgin in his mind. New ground, anyway. "Focus on your breathing. That's the part that calms you down."
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The finger went farther than expected and his eyes widened noticeably at the intrusion. He shifted and tsked lightly. "Fuck me, kid, what are you trying to find up there." The calm breathing would come. Eventually. For now, he was looking very sceptical.
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"You bring that fuck me energy to court next time and the jury's going to be eating out of your hand." Almost called him 'love' right there, but he caught himself in time. This was why he usually avoided fucking where he worked, but whatever. This was murky enough as it was already, might as well get something out of it.
Now there were two fingers and they were intent on finding a way to make him squirm in pleasure.
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He tried not to look, tilting his head back. "I always bring fuck me energy to court, you little twerp. Why do you think you wanna fuck me now? It's magnetism. You're drawn to me."
Fuck, two fingers was a lot. Probably the most he'd had in his ass so far. Girls had played a little with it and he'd put drugs up there but usually one finger. Two was a lot. Two was -- difficult. He couldn't help but squirm, despite his best attempt. "Jesus fuck!"
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Which was why, yes, he was adding a third finger, although he was pausing to give him time to adjust, catching his eyes as he did so. Didn't want to go too far or too fast. "I've made some queens come with just my fingers up my arse. Let's see what we can get out of you."
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With his breathing getting closer and more careful, he did notice that his heart raced less and hurt less. No longer did he have those stabbing pains that always came with sex - they were always there, right in the chest. Now, he was mostly so focused on relaxing his ass, he didn't have time to freak it.
And by George, his dick started to rise.
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Not too eager, of course. He paused to put on a condom and to lube up and when he pulled his finders out of Taliesin's arse, he used that hand to properly position them both instead. "It's going to be easier on you if you get your legs around my waist."
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At least it was a fun fate. Could have been way worse. He wasn't moving his legs up around Kian's waste though - what did he look like? A fucking showgirl. "I can take it like a fucking man, I'm not putting my legs up all lady like."
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He had resisted the urge to call him a stupid cunt, which he felt was quite impressive given how he was simultaneously annoyed and turned on. "I want this to feel good for you, so maybe you ought to listen."
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He put his legs were he was told to and braced himself. "Don't let that lazy fucker go down. If it goes limp, I'm crushing your knob with my gin bottle so neither of us get off." Adding a little stakes was always fun.
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Kian felt going slowly was smart, as he didn't want to end up fucking a corpse. Instead he fucked Taliesin, slow and thorough. Yes, he was essentially making love to him at this point, but it was for a good cause.
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It was a lot. Seriously, the most he'd had up his ass. And it was great. It hurt in all the right places, it kept knocking against that beautiful spot up his ass that he definitely had to play with more and his dick was managing to stay up. His breathing was calm, as calm as it could be for him, as he closed his eyes and grunted with each thrust, just happy to fade out and forget that this little shit was fucking him up the ass.
He always said he wanted to try as many things as possible. Now he had tried gay sex. He couldn't wait to tell Holden, that was going to spice up their therapy sessions.
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Quite spent he ended up next to Taliesin shortly after, naked and filled with quite a bit of smug satisfaction. He looked at Taliesin from the side, smirking. "You've got a nice arse, I'll give you that."
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