Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall, Part 7: Closing the Trap
Title: Holes 2: Both Sides of the Wall (7/?)
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 7: Closing the Trap
José is certain that he has Charlie hemmed in on all sides.
Word Count: 1695
Notes/Warnings: Anonymous sex, rough sex
Beta: Yes, thanks.
Part 7: Closing the Trap -
José was surprised when his tracking app told him Eppes was going to the club for the third time in three days. That didn't match up with his earlier patterns. Then José smiled wolfishly to himself. Eppes must be desperate to get that intelligence hand-off that José kept interrupting. His cock grew hard as he thought about just how he was going to interrupt it today.
He left the office, walking normally though he wanted to hurry. The fewer people who asked him where he was going, the fewer lies he'd have to keep track of. But he needed to be the first person in the booth after Eppes.
As it was, José pulled into the parking lot just as Eppes was. He hung back and let Eppes go in first. Eppes seemed to be in a big hurry today. José must be putting a serious crimp in his pipeline. José's smile vanished as he remembered Eppes in his office this morning and his boss's sickening pandering. He was going to strangle this pipeline until Eppes had nothing left to sell the NSA.
José followed Eppes into the club. The receptionist smiled at him and offered the key to booth 3B without asking. He put down his money, got his mask, and went down the hall. In the booth, he checked that Eppes was next to him, then relaxed. Now that he was here, Eppes couldn't see anyone else.
José took his time undressing. He loved the idea of Eppes sitting next door, waiting and hoping that José would chose him. If Eppes only knew that he was here just for him… He paused as he was taking off his underwear. Even though Eppes didn't look through the hole, he was going to recognize José eventually. He checked through his cover story and decided that it was sound. Enough details to be believable but not too many, and a built-in reason for Eppes to stay quiet about it.
His clothes finally put away, José put his finger through the hole. Eppes quickly reciprocated and then pushed a condom through. It was a regular, unlubed condom. José thought briefly about asking for a lubed condom, just to see what Eppes would say. He knew that Eppes had to be sore from yesterday, but would he say no and risk José leaving? José shook his head - Eppes could use that as an excuse to get José to leave and meet with his contact.
He heard Eppes kneel down on the cushion and José stood next to the wall and pushed his cock through.
Instead of taking his cock into his mouth, Eppes said, "Are you following me?"
José was a little surprised that Eppes recognized his cock, but supposed that Eppes had seen many cocks up close. Eppes' question also showed that he knew it was José yesterday as well. He must have snuck in a look at José's cock.
José cleared his throat and got ready for his cover story. He needed to play this just right - eager but not threatening,
"No, I…" José started then said, "Well, actually yes."
"What?" came Eppes' startled voice.
For a brief second, José wanted to tell him the truth, tell Eppes that he knew he was a fraud and a con artist and José was there to put a stop to it - but he pulled back in time. Nothing would be served by telling him now. Later, when he'd destroyed Eppes' scam, he'd tell him and laugh in his face.
"I work here," José said. "And I asked Sar-the receptionist if she could let me know when you come in and I just take my break then. It's officially frowned on but it's an unofficial perk of the job, a big one. Everyone does it. If someone comes in that you like the look of, you find out what they're doing and if you want to join in, you 'take your break.' Everyone covers for each other when they're on break."
He held his breath, knowing that there were many things Eppes could ask that would give the game away, but instead, Eppes just said, "Oh."
José was actually disappointed. How could a man who consulted for the NSA and other agencies be so casual about security? Just goes to show how little he cared about those he conned.
Eppes leaned forward and took José's cock into his mouth. José was stunned that it had been so easy. Now he had an excuse to be on the other side of this wall whenever Eppes tried to meet with his contacts. Didn't Eppes realize that he'd just torpedoed his ability to meet his contacts here? Maybe Eppes was planning on verifying his story with the receptionist.
Eppes was sucking his cock and stroking his balls and it was making hard for José to think. Maybe that was his plan, get José off guard then call security. Well, José knew how to distract Eppes from that plan.
José rocked his pelvis in warning. Eppes let go of his balls and José began to thrust hard into Eppes' mouth. Like the first time, Eppes kept his face close to the hole, letting José do whatever he wanted to him.
And José wanted, oh how he wanted. He held onto the hand grips and fucked that arrogant mouth, jammed his cock between those lying lips. It felt so fucking good that José hated Eppes even more.
Eppes pulled back and José was left thrusting into the air.
Before he could find the breath to protest, Eppes said, "If you want to, I could take off the condom. Just don't come in my mouth."
"Okay," José agreed immediately. He wanted to come down Eppes' throat, but he'd settle for having his naked cock in that mouth.
He felt Eppes take off the condom then take his bare cock between his lips. Oh God, it felt even better, with the way his foreskin now slid back and forth against the roof of Eppes' mouth. José wasn't going to last long this way.
He braced himself and began fucking Eppes' mouth even deeper. He heard Eppes gag over and over again but neither of them pulled back. José's pleasure ratcheted up a notch with each brutal thrust.
Just in time, he yanked himself out of Eppes' mouth and began shoving his cock against Eppes' whole face. Eppes grabbed his cock, stroking it and sucking on the foreskin. José moaned and shot his orgasm over Eppes' facemask.
Eppes held on while José pumped against him. José heard a gasp and he bet that Eppes was now coming as well. Eppes held on to José's cock as they both shuddered their ways through their orgasms.
Panting, José began to slow down, still pushing his cock against Eppes' mouth and facemask. He was trembling with aftershocks. Eppes kept hold of his cock, rubbing his mouth against the tingling skin.
Reluctantly, José pulled back. Eppes seemed just as grudging to let him go. He gave Eppes a second to settle himself, then leaned down and looked through the hole.
Seeing Eppes this way was almost a second orgasm. Eppes had his eyes closed, cum smeared over his mask and face, as well as cum on his stomach and hand. He was still panting, and his lips looked bright red and bruised. José felt a shiver of pleasure go through his body.
José straightened up slowly and went to sit on the stool. His knees felt wobbly. In a pleasantly fuzzy state, he listened to the sounds of Eppes cleaning up and getting dressed. What was it about sex with Eppes that made it so intense? Was it the hate, the gnawing hate that he felt for the con man? Or was there something about the glory hole and this place that tapped into some previously unknown part of José's psyche? No, it wasn't the hole, it was Eppes. The way he took everything that José dished out without complaint, even seemed to like it. José didn't understand why, but God it was hot. José would have said that he would never get off on driving his cock with all his force into a man's accepting body, but get off he did.
Eppes sounded like he was about ready to leave.
"Until next time," José called out.
"Y-yes…" Eppes stammered in response.
José grinned to himself. Eppes must be desperate to meet his contacts, but he couldn't say no to a man who got him off so well.
After Eppes left, José got dressed and left the booth. There was one more play Eppes could make to get himself out of this.
José went to the front desk and handed back his key. The receptionist gave him back his phone with a smile. José's responding smile was bigger than he'd intended it to be.
So Eppes hadn't asked about him, about José's supposed arrangement for the receptionist to signal him when Eppes came in. Eppes had just taken it for truth, a strange acceptance for a con man, but José just put it down to general arrogance. Arrogance that he was enjoying tearing down thrust by thrust.
He had Eppes completely trapped. All José had to do was continue to meet Eppes here and without his contacts, Eppes' influence at the Agency would wither and fade. If Eppes tried to find other ways to meet his contacts, José would be able to track him and expose him for the fraud he was. Eppes would probably stick with this place for a while, though, since it had worked so well for him in the past. He would no doubt vary the times and days he came here, trying to find meeting times when José wasn't 'at work'. Eppes would keep trying to get out of the trap that José had built around him, but José would be on the other side of that wall, every single time.
José sighed with satisfaction as he stepped out into the night. He hoped that Eppes would try to meet his contacts here for a very long time to come.