Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall, Part 4: Stopping Him Again
Title: Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall (4/?)
Chapter List
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Pairing/characters: Charlie Eppes/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Charlie has very particular needs - and unexpectedly finds someone who meets them. He has no idea that the other man has dark motives of his own.
[ Direct sequel to Holes]
Part 4: Stopping Him Again
José now knows how to stop Charlie's duplicity, and enjoy himself while doing it.
Word Count: 2060
Notes/Warnings: Anonymous sex, rough sex
Beta: Yes, thanks.
Part 4: Stopping Him Again-
José waited impatiently for Eppes to get out of his car and head into the club. José had had a hellish day and he wanted his hands on Eppes in the worst way.
This morning, when Eppes had come into the NSA office, José had expected to hear that he didn't have anything new for José's boss. Instead, Eppes had offered up a major 'breakthrough' and José's boss had been drooling with eagerness to use it. José could only guess that Eppes was working on intelligence from a few days ago, instead of counting on what he would have gotten last night if José hadn't interrupted the handoff. Once again, José's questioning of Eppes' work got him verbally slapped down, this time in front of the whole office. José felt hot and humiliated just thinking about it.
Eppes finally went into the club and José quickly got out of his car. He walked by Eppes' car and dropped some coins from his pocket. As he leaned over to gather up the coins, he attached a tracking device to Eppes' car. It was time to gamble and use Agency resources to keep an eye on Eppes. While José's surveillance had been as thorough as he could, he was only one agent and could have missed Eppes meeting a contact somewhere along the line. He needed to make sure that Eppes was only coming here - and José fully planned on choking off this pipeline.
Tracker planted, José straightened up and headed into the club. The receptionist was the same woman as yesterday. He asked, "Booth 5A again?"
She smiled and nodded, then brought out the key for Booth 5B. Soon, José was headed down the hall and into the booth. He forced himself to walk calmly, when all he wanted was to get to that booth and tell Eppes what he was going to do to him.
Today he was going to fuck him.
There was a possibility that Eppes only liked sucking men and didn't bend over for them, but José somehow doubted it. For one thing, there was the way that Eppes had appeared when José looked through the hole, with his knees open wide in invitation. Second, José had read up on glory hole protocol and Eppes was taking a very passive route, not even looking back at the other person through the hole. That implied that he was up for whatever was suggested. Finally, Eppes just better want to get fucked because José thought if he didn't get to fuck him, he would explode.
His body had ached all day with the memory of last night's blowjob. Even his dreams had been full of Eppes' mouth and cum-drenched face. He'd woken up this morning with a raging hard-on, and his wife had been willing to be talked into a quick fuck, but it had been wholly unsatisfying. Not that he let his wife know that, of course. José had thought briefly about asking if he could fuck her ass, something which he'd done a few times before, but thought that would be too strange a request for first thing in the morning. Besides, hers wasn't the ass he wanted.
José had thought he'd wanted to fuck Eppes earlier, but after this morning in the office, with his boss fawning over Eppes like a movie star fan, José had been able to think of nothing else. José had dredged up the memories of that experimental semester at college and the times he'd fucked a man. He remembered the basics - lube, stretching, condom. He'd always preferred the giving rather than the receiving. He'd never bend over for Eppes anyway. He wanted that man broken, and sex was going to be his tool.
No, no, this was about stopping Eppes from getting information, and engaging him in sex was just the most effective method to do it.
Tell that to the rock hard cock in his pants.
José shut the door to the booth and looked through the hole. There Eppes was, naked and ready for him. He was looking down and away from the hole again, and José took a moment to just look him over. This was the man who had multiple agencies chasing their tails and he was just sitting there quietly, his cock full against his stomach, waiting for whatever José wanted.
José had to close his eyes and straighten up before he came in his pants. He took a few deep breaths then begin to get undressed.
He took all of his clothes off today. That was more comfortable and he felt reasonably safe that Eppes wouldn't look back through the hole at him. Besides, if Eppes did look at him, he might recognize him more in a suit than naked. José had never directly interacted with him at the office, but there was always a chance. Eppes couldn't be as vague and distracted as he appeared.
Clothes set aside, José looked at the hole and smiled. He liked making Eppes wait, making him wonder if José was going to choose him. Make Eppes feel uncertain for once. If José could knock one chip off that block of arrogance…
José finally put his finger through the hole. Eppes responded quickly and handed a regular condom through the hole.
"No," José said, his voice echoing in the booth. "I want to fuck you."
José didn't have to wait long to find out if Eppes was willing. A lubed condom was soon handed through the hole. José smiled fiercely and put on the condom.
When Eppes' hairy ass pushed against the hole, the sight was enough to make José's mouth water. He envisioned how Eppes must be on the other side of the wall - bent over, feet in the stirrups and hands grabbing the hanging loops.
Without really planning to do it, José laid an open-handed smack across those ass cheeks. Eppes gasped and jumped, but didn't move away. José slapped him again. He'd never spanked anyone before but Eppes brought out something in him. He wanted to redden those cheeks until tears were running down Eppes' face.
But there was something else he wanted to do much more. He looked around and found a bottle of lube. As he got some on his fingers, he noticed that Eppes' asshole was already glistening with lube. For some reason, that angered him - did Eppes think he didn't know how to fuck? José jabbed one finger into Eppes' asshole. That felt so strange that José forgot his anger. It was so different to a vagina and somehow different even than a woman's ass. He put another finger in and opened Eppes up. He thought about his cock going into that tight hole and he stretched Eppes with shaking, ungentle fingers.
When he thought that Eppes was ready, he pulled his fingers out and wiped them off. He lined up his cock at Eppes' hole. Suddenly his anger and hatred of Eppes rushed back in. He had this bastard at his mercy and…
José shoved his cock in with one brutal thrust.
Eppes' groan of pain and surprise was everything that José could have wanted. So was the fact that Eppes wasn't moving away. José pulled all the way out and did it again. And again and again. It felt so good to stab into Eppes like a knife thrust. He knew Eppes must be hurting, but Eppes hadn't complained past the first involuntary grunt. José didn't think Eppes was into pain, or else he would be in another room in this place. He couldn't figure out why Eppes was letting him do this, and that made him angry all over again.
José altered his stance and didn't pull out after the next thrust. He stayed inside Eppes and began to fuck him. Hard. He poured all the disappointment and humiliation of his day into each thrust. Eppes didn't seem to mind - in fact, he was moaning in approval. José could tell Eppes was trying to stay flat to the wall, but José was driving in so hard it was pushing him away.
José growled in frustration. He wanted to grab hold of Eppes' hips and hold him tight to his body, but the wall was between them. He had to settle for grabbing the edge of Eppes' asscheek with one hand and digging his fingers in. With his other hand, he held tight to the hand grips on the wall and slammed his pelvis forward and back.
He compared this with fucking his wife that morning and even though it had also been quick and dirty, this was on a whole new level. The intensity of fucking Eppes was setting his whole body on fire and he was panting harshly through clenched teeth.
He felt his orgasm nearing, like an oncoming train, and he jerked backwards, yanking his cock out of Eppes' ass and breathing heavily. Eppes cried out in protest. José tore off his condom and stroked his cock and he was shooting all over that ass, groaning loudly. José heard a corresponding groan from the other side of the wall and knew that Eppes was coming too. He could see Eppes' ass tightening as he came and he wished that he was still inside that ass. José rubbed his still spurting cock against Eppes' shaking ass.
Eppes leaned a little ways forward and José came with him, continuing to rub his cock against him. After a moment, José's cock started to get too soft and he pulled away. There were sounds from the other booth and José wondered if this time Eppes would turn around and look. Would he recognize José as the man from yesterday?
Eppes didn't turn around, though. He just moved a step away from the wall and stood there. José remembered how Eppes had held his position yesterday so he could look at him. Still panting, José leaned down and looked through the hole. Eppes was standing there, his ass covered in cum and it dripping down his thighs. His asshole looked tender and stretched. He was turned slightly so that José could see his spent cock, still wet with cum. It was even a more satisfying picture than yesterday.
"Fuck," José said fervently. "Fuck."
This time, Eppes didn't meet his eyes, just kept his head turned away. José burned the image into his mind, to be brought up again next time Eppes did his routine at the NSA. He watched one last drip of cum making its way down Eppes' hairy thigh, then moved away from the hole.
He made his way to the stool and sat heavily.
God, that had been incredible. Probably some of the most intense five minutes of his life. The only things that had been more intense had involved a lot of guns and bullets, but his heart was pounding almost as hard. He'd never hate-fucked anyone before, would have said that he would never want to, but somehow Eppes brought all sorts of emotions out of him that he'd never felt before, at least not to this level. And Eppes seemed to like it, which made no sense of what he knew of the man. He would have thought that Eppes would like to be worshiped in bed, treated with gentle adoration. Instead, he was here at a glory hole, albeit a luxurious one, and letting - no, enjoying - José treating him brutally.
José shook his head. People's sexual desires often made no sense. It didn't change anything about what Eppes was doing when he wasn't being pounded into by José. Nothing about his mission had changed.
José listened to Eppes getting dressed in the booth next door. He didn't think it was his imagination that Eppes was moving slowly. He remembered how Eppes' asshole had looked - sore and stretched open. José's smile turned feral at the memory.
This was his favorite assignment ever.
Okay, it wasn't an assignment, and his boss would actually be furious if she knew. Call it an assignment for himself. An assignment that he planning on following through to the utmost of his abilities, even if it wrung his balls dry.
José relaxed against the wall, listened to Eppes shuffle around his booth and hoped that Eppes would try again to meet his contact here very, very soon.