Anonymous
Title: Anonymous
Summary: They'd always be anonymous.
Pairing: Surprise!
Rating: AO
Author: guitarsNthings
Danny Messer was the perfect example of a New York native.
But at one thirty seven in the morning, on July eighteenth, the hottest day of the year, he’s everything but that perfect example. He’s sweating up a storm, sweat-slicked back pressed up against a brick wall outside the back of a club, jeans unzipped and pushed down to his knees, hands gripping the auburn hair of a person giving him a blowjob.
It’s an interesting story how he came to be in that situation.
He’d been enjoying his day off, the first of three consecutive days off, and he’d gone to a club. He’d had a few drinks, wasn’t all that tipsy, but he could definitely feel the affects of the alcohol. And then he saw a familiar auburn-haired scientist make his way into the club.
He made his way over to the scientist and wound his hand around the scientist’s waist. “Dance with me.”
The pulsing music washed over them, and they could’ve been the only ones on the dance floor, but then again, they were wrapped up in their dance.
Danny can feel the sweat on his skin, and he knows his temperature is elevated, not only from the dancing, but from the sudden rush of feelings that flood his veins, too. Burying his fingers in the scientist’s hair, he pulls his head back and presses kisses to the scientist’s salty skin. He’s very aware that he’s kissing the neck of another guy, but he doesn’t care. The alcohol combined with the intense heat in the club and his veins is making him lose his inhibitions.
The scientist turns, and Danny grinds their hips together, his once barely-there erection now front and center, obvious to the scientist. But then, as Danny feels the scientist’s own erection against his, his heart pounds erratically in his chest.
The scientist leans forward, pulling Danny close, and says, “I’m gonna give you a blowjob.” It’s enough to make Danny’s erection strain against the already taut denim of his jeans, and he pulls the scientist off the dance floor, towards the back of the club, and out the door that leads to an alley.
When they kiss, it’s rough, complete with teeth and the scientist lets Danny push his tongue into his mouth. The scientist finally slides down into a kneeling position in front of Danny, and Danny hears the unmistakable sound of his belt buckle being loosened. The scientist unzips his jeans, and slides Danny’s jeans and boxers down to his knees. Danny’s cock is hard, and when the scientist licks the tip, he throws his head back in a moan.
He can’t help the ‘fuck’s and ‘oh god’s that escape his throat, and then the scientist takes him completely into his mouth, and Danny resists the urge to fuck the scientist’s mouth. It’s an internal battle that he’s losing miserably, and then he lets go and thrusts into the scientist’s mouth. Up until that moment, when the scientist had told him he was going to give him a blowjob, he didn’t think he’d enjoy another guy sucking his cock. He didn’t think it would turn him on.
But then again, he hadn’t figured in the variables that the scientist he thought was oh-so-vanilla was into guys, that the scientist would let him fuck his mouth.
And now we’re back to the beginning.
Danny suddenly flings his arms wide, eyes closed, fingers trying to grip the brick wall behind him. He pants, looks down at the scientist, and feels the beginnings of his orgasm. The scientist gags a little as Danny hits the back of his throat with his next thrust, and Danny’s eyes open wide. He pulls back, and says, “Open your mouth.” The scientist does as he’s told, and Danny slips a hand down to his now aching cock. He knows his orgasm is only seconds away, and he needs to come.
Danny jacks off, head thrown back in a moan, the scientist’s mouth open only an inch or two away from Danny’s cock. Danny orgasms, cum spurting out onto the scientist’s lips, chin, and into his mouth. Danny takes a deep breath as he massages the last of his orgasm out, and he pulls the scientist up. Kissing him full on the mouth, Danny can taste his cum as he pushes his tongue into the scientist’s mouth.
Finally pulling away, he looks at the scientist, taking in the image of the scientist’s chin and lips still covered in his cum, and his eyes travel down the scientist, until they rest on a wet spot on the scientist’s jeans.
Danny pulls up his jeans and boxers, fastening the jeans and buckling his belt.
The next morning, he walks into the lab, knowing that the previous night will never be spoken of. Danny goes into the locker room, and puts his messenger bag in his locker. Closing his eyes, he summons up the image of seeing the scientist with cum dripping down his chin.
The door opens, and the scientist walks in, opens his locker, quietly takes off his coat and shuts the door to his locker before turning to him. “Hey, Danny.”
“Hey, Adam.”
Danny watches as Adam leaves, and doesn’t feel any guilt as he wonders if the scientist would mind having sex with him.
Then again, he watches as Lindsay walks in, and he presses a kiss to her cheek, he remembers that if she ever found out what he was up to on his nights off, she’d dump him. Every night he has off, he makes arrangements to meet with Adam, to pretend they’re complete strangers, to have a quick, messy, passionate blowjob and go back to their lives. It’s a high he knows will end eventually, when he finally gets the courage up to ask Lindsay to marry him.
Danny knows that pretending that his nights with Adam never existed doesn’t help matters, and he suddenly remembers the feeling of the scientist’s lips on his cock.
Those nights, to him, will always be his way of remaining Adam’s anonymous lover.
Summary: They'd always be anonymous.
Pairing: Surprise!
Rating: AO
Author: guitarsNthings
Danny Messer was the perfect example of a New York native.
But at one thirty seven in the morning, on July eighteenth, the hottest day of the year, he’s everything but that perfect example. He’s sweating up a storm, sweat-slicked back pressed up against a brick wall outside the back of a club, jeans unzipped and pushed down to his knees, hands gripping the auburn hair of a person giving him a blowjob.
It’s an interesting story how he came to be in that situation.
He’d been enjoying his day off, the first of three consecutive days off, and he’d gone to a club. He’d had a few drinks, wasn’t all that tipsy, but he could definitely feel the affects of the alcohol. And then he saw a familiar auburn-haired scientist make his way into the club.
He made his way over to the scientist and wound his hand around the scientist’s waist. “Dance with me.”
The pulsing music washed over them, and they could’ve been the only ones on the dance floor, but then again, they were wrapped up in their dance.
Danny can feel the sweat on his skin, and he knows his temperature is elevated, not only from the dancing, but from the sudden rush of feelings that flood his veins, too. Burying his fingers in the scientist’s hair, he pulls his head back and presses kisses to the scientist’s salty skin. He’s very aware that he’s kissing the neck of another guy, but he doesn’t care. The alcohol combined with the intense heat in the club and his veins is making him lose his inhibitions.
The scientist turns, and Danny grinds their hips together, his once barely-there erection now front and center, obvious to the scientist. But then, as Danny feels the scientist’s own erection against his, his heart pounds erratically in his chest.
The scientist leans forward, pulling Danny close, and says, “I’m gonna give you a blowjob.” It’s enough to make Danny’s erection strain against the already taut denim of his jeans, and he pulls the scientist off the dance floor, towards the back of the club, and out the door that leads to an alley.
When they kiss, it’s rough, complete with teeth and the scientist lets Danny push his tongue into his mouth. The scientist finally slides down into a kneeling position in front of Danny, and Danny hears the unmistakable sound of his belt buckle being loosened. The scientist unzips his jeans, and slides Danny’s jeans and boxers down to his knees. Danny’s cock is hard, and when the scientist licks the tip, he throws his head back in a moan.
He can’t help the ‘fuck’s and ‘oh god’s that escape his throat, and then the scientist takes him completely into his mouth, and Danny resists the urge to fuck the scientist’s mouth. It’s an internal battle that he’s losing miserably, and then he lets go and thrusts into the scientist’s mouth. Up until that moment, when the scientist had told him he was going to give him a blowjob, he didn’t think he’d enjoy another guy sucking his cock. He didn’t think it would turn him on.
But then again, he hadn’t figured in the variables that the scientist he thought was oh-so-vanilla was into guys, that the scientist would let him fuck his mouth.
And now we’re back to the beginning.
Danny suddenly flings his arms wide, eyes closed, fingers trying to grip the brick wall behind him. He pants, looks down at the scientist, and feels the beginnings of his orgasm. The scientist gags a little as Danny hits the back of his throat with his next thrust, and Danny’s eyes open wide. He pulls back, and says, “Open your mouth.” The scientist does as he’s told, and Danny slips a hand down to his now aching cock. He knows his orgasm is only seconds away, and he needs to come.
Danny jacks off, head thrown back in a moan, the scientist’s mouth open only an inch or two away from Danny’s cock. Danny orgasms, cum spurting out onto the scientist’s lips, chin, and into his mouth. Danny takes a deep breath as he massages the last of his orgasm out, and he pulls the scientist up. Kissing him full on the mouth, Danny can taste his cum as he pushes his tongue into the scientist’s mouth.
Finally pulling away, he looks at the scientist, taking in the image of the scientist’s chin and lips still covered in his cum, and his eyes travel down the scientist, until they rest on a wet spot on the scientist’s jeans.
Danny pulls up his jeans and boxers, fastening the jeans and buckling his belt.
The next morning, he walks into the lab, knowing that the previous night will never be spoken of. Danny goes into the locker room, and puts his messenger bag in his locker. Closing his eyes, he summons up the image of seeing the scientist with cum dripping down his chin.
The door opens, and the scientist walks in, opens his locker, quietly takes off his coat and shuts the door to his locker before turning to him. “Hey, Danny.”
“Hey, Adam.”
Danny watches as Adam leaves, and doesn’t feel any guilt as he wonders if the scientist would mind having sex with him.
Then again, he watches as Lindsay walks in, and he presses a kiss to her cheek, he remembers that if she ever found out what he was up to on his nights off, she’d dump him. Every night he has off, he makes arrangements to meet with Adam, to pretend they’re complete strangers, to have a quick, messy, passionate blowjob and go back to their lives. It’s a high he knows will end eventually, when he finally gets the courage up to ask Lindsay to marry him.
Danny knows that pretending that his nights with Adam never existed doesn’t help matters, and he suddenly remembers the feeling of the scientist’s lips on his cock.
Those nights, to him, will always be his way of remaining Adam’s anonymous lover.