Fic : Roll Up
Title : Roll Up
Word Count: 2267
Beta : sylargrrrl
Pairing : Luke/Lyle
Rating : NC17
Warnings : Sex between 17 year olds, which may be illegal where you are, but isn't where I am
Summary : Luke is a carnie and one night Lyle rolls up to try his luck
Notes : For heroes1000
If there was one thing Luke was good at it was sulking. He was the master, in fact. He could pout and huff and twist his foot into the ground with hands firmly in pockets, working his way through the gamut of unamused body language until there could be no misunderstanding of just how pissed off he was. Today at the carnival he had seen some impressive specimens being dragged around by their girlfriends, parents or siblings. All older teenage boys with slightly scruffy haircuts and hangdog expressions, and all of them sulking. Luke's game was simple. Every night he would wait until one of them drifted close enough, and then he would turn on the charm. He'd console them for having to spend time at this lame carnival just because their little sister wanted to come, or being dragged along by a girl they were about to dump anyway and spending all of their allowance on her. Today had been slim pickings so far, but just as Luke was about to call it a night he heard something which sparked his interest.
"Lyle, you're taking this remarkably well, I thought you'd be complaining."
A woman's voice, probably the kid's mom. Luke craned his neck around the hanging teddy bears and saw him. He was maybe 5'9''. Probably about 16 or 17 but he still had freckles and his longish bangs made him look a little younger. He wasn't sulking, Luke noted. He had a look of resignation about him, like complaining would make absolutely no difference.
"I don't mind." The kid said, absently glancing around as two little girls, Luke guessed they were his sisters or something, ran about screeching and directing the woman's attention to the flashing lights and cotton candy stalls.
Luke cleared his throat and started his patter. "Roll up, roll up, shoot the bottles and win the bear, sharp shooters only, what about you buddy, you handle a weapon?"
The kid looked mortified at having been noticed and the woman pushed him towards Luke's stall eagerly, thrusting a bundle of notes into his hand. "Go on Lyle, have some fun, I'll catch up with you in a little while." And with that she was gone.
"Lyle is it? Come on buddy, I know you want one of these bears for your girlfriend." Luke smirked at him and loaded up the air rifle which was chained to the stall.
Blushing, Lyle handed over some bills and shoved the rest in his pocket. "I don't have a girlfriend and I can't shoot straight."
Luke grinned "How about your little sisters over there?" He handed him the gun and stepped back as Lyle pointed it at the bottles on the back shelf.
"Not my sisters, they're my cousins. And if I won one they'd rip it apart fighting over it." He sighed, lowering the gun. "Level with me, is there really any way you can win this?"
Luke cocked his head and gently lifted the barrel of the gun. "There is, if you're not a macho idiot who thinks he can shoot a gun because he has Rambo on Blu-Ray." He put one hand on Lyle's shoulder and eased the gun into position. "Now, you need to shoot a little higher than the target's telling you, and don't flick the trigger, squeeze it." He pushed down on the gun butt against Lyle's shoulder. "Okay, give it a squeeze."
The gun went off and one of the bottles flew back off the shelf. "Whoah!" Lyle grinned "I did it!"
"You're a natural buddy, okay now you need one more and you get the bear. Same thing again, come on." He pushed the gun butt down into Lyle's shoulder again, positioning the gun with practised confidence, and grinned as the second pellet smacked a bottle off the back shelf.
Lyle laughed and smiled so wide that Luke couldn't help but return it. "Oh my God, I never even shot a gun before!"
"Maybe you should get one, you've got a talent." Luke reached up and unhooked a big panda with a blue satin bow. "There you go, hope he lasts longer than the car ride home."
Taking the panda Lyle smiled again, blushing. "Thanks. Thanks for helping me."
"You wanna return the favour?" Luke picked up the gun and fired the spare pellet into the back of the tent. "I'm on a dinner break now and I don't wanna spend it alone. Wanna get a hotdog? It's about the only way you'll get a clean one, I know Duke on the stand."
Lyle looked as if he was contemplating, but then nodded vigorously. "Sure, okay, thanks."
Luke pulled off his money belt and stepped out from behind the curtain of the stand, handing it to a guy leaning against the kiddy ride next to it. "Hey Bobby, mind my stall while I grab some dinner?"
The guy seemed to look Lyle up and down before smirking and taking the belt. "Sure thing Luke, have a good one."
As they walked off together Luke took a good look at Lyle. He was cute, couldn't be sure about him yet but the tried and tested gaydar was pinging a little. "So no girlfriend huh? How come?"
Nice long silence, Luke thought.
"I er... I dunno, maybe I'm not good looking enough."
Ha! That was SUCH an invitation.
"Well it's definitely not that, you're cute as fuck, maybe you're playing hard to get." Luke looked away, pretending to be engrossed in the ferris wheel.
Lyle let out a deep breath. "Well maybe I don't want them to get me. Girls are a pain in the ass."
Luke nodded. "Absolutely."
They reached the hot dog stand and Luke motioned for Lyle to wait. He wandered over to the vendor and before long he was back with two fully loaded dogs, handing one to Lyle.
"Oh thanks, how much do I owe you?" Lyle sat the panda on an upturned crate and went to this pocket but Luke shook his head.
"I don't pay for my hotdogs babe, I'm a carny."
Lyle grinned. "You don't look like the average carny, how old are you?"
"Seventeen. And I guess I'm not, I mean I don't have any tattoos, I brush my teeth and I shower, so...."
Chuckling through a mouthful of hotdog Lyle looked Luke in the eye and the gaze went on for just a fraction of a second too long to be just friendly. Moments later when both hotdogs were devoured Luke beckoned Lyle and walked towards a gap in the ring of attractions. When he looked back Lyle was striding after him, still with his huge panda. When the noise started to dim they reached a building and Luke put a finger to his lips to shush his companion before stepping inside. He immediately stepped to the right and hid in the darkness as he watched Lyle wander past him into the closed hall of mirrors. He walked slowly round the edge, careful not to step on any of the floorboards he knew would squeak. He saw Lyle walk unwittingly into the middle of a triangular set of mirrors which was placed to appear like a square.
"Luke? Where are you?"
From his vantagepoint Luke could see every part of Lyle and took the opportunity to check out his long legs and tight little ass. Unfortunately the damn panda was in the way of his front, but he imagined a nice toned stomach under that baggy long sleeved shirt and his cock twitched at the thought of his calloused fingers dancing across that soft skin. He crept to the gap in the mirror block which Lyle wouldnt be able to see and waited until he was facing the right direction before clapping his hands on Lyle's hips.
"Aargh!" Lyle yelled, spinning around and dropping the panda. "Fuck! You scared the shit out of me!" He was smiling though, so Luke nodded to him to follow. "Oh no you don't." Lyle grabbed his hand. "You'll disappear on me again."
Luke smiled and squeezed Lyle's hand. "You better hold tight then." He pulled Lyle towards a black door set in the wall and into a thin mirrored corridor. Once the door was shut behind them they were in a tiny space, with mirrors reflecting their image on and on until they disappeared into the distance.
"Whoah!" Lyle blinked and screwed up his eyes. "Wow, I can't see right."
"Look right at me, and keep looking, the edge of your vision will blur and it'll be awesome."
Lyle stared into his eyes, his breath coming in pants. Slowly the corners of his mouth turned up as the infinite picture blurred and made it appear as if they were in a kaleidoscope or a weird hallucination. Luke knew what it looked like, he had brought guys here before. They had never looked quite so delighted as Lyle though. He stared right back into those grey blue eyes and tentatively placed a hand on Lyle's hip. The boy smiled and parted his lips and Luke took his chance, moving slowly. After what seemed like an age their lips bumped together softly and each tipped his head as an invitation to deepen the kiss. Luke felt Lyle's hand stroke the back of his thigh and pulled him closer. He shifted around a little trying to feel for hardness beneath Lyle's jeans with his own body. When he felt them nudge against one another he held Lyle tighter and gasped as they started to rut against each other. He let his fingers creep up beneath Lyle's shirt and tickle at his skin before he moved both his hands front and centre to undo the button of his jeans and slide his zipper down slowly.
Slipping his hand inside Lyle's boxers he stroked his erection slowly, pressing their lips together to stop Lyle from backing away. The hand job was artless but Lyle was moaning and the sound was so sexy that Luke dropped to his knees and pulled Lyle's clothes down as he went, laving his tongue from root to tip as Lyle's head dropped back and thunked on the glass. Lyle's hands were in his hair, pulling and gently directing the movement of his head as he sucked. Luke hummed around Lyle's cock, flattening his tongue against the hard ridge and sucking upwards until it dropped from his mouth with a pop. He licked again, mouthing at the tip a few times and registering Lyle's sexy whimpers before sucking him in again. He heard Lyle's breaths become more high pitched and felt his hand grip his hair as Lyle came into his mouth. He breathed through his nose, taking his time to swallow so as not to gag. Eventually he stood up and licked his lips as he took in Lyle's blissed out expression.
"I think it's your tu--" Luke was silenced by Lyle's hungry mouth on his as the other boy roughly unzipped him and shoved his pants down, taking his cock in hand. Luke moaned into Lyle's mouth as he was jerked hard and scrabbled for purchase on the mirror behind him. He glanced to his left to watch and made a sound which seemed to distract Lyle. When he looked up, they were both staring at the image of themselves, both still with their pants round their ankles and Lyle's slim, pale hand on Luke's cock. Lyle started to move slower, not taking his eyes off the mirror as Luke's knees went weak. "Lyle...Lyle I'm gonna.." Luke screwed his eyes shut and gasped as he felt Lyle's hot mouth cover his cock. With a few bobs of his head Luke was coming, sighing as he stroked Lyle's hair.
Lyle stood, starting to dress himself, and Luke followed suit. He took the odd shy glance towards Lyle and once they were both done he moved to hold him, hoping that he wouldn't be pushed away. To his surprise Lyle held him close, kissing at his neck and rubbing their cold cheeks together. Luke relaxed into his embrace and winced as he finally pulled away.
"I'd better get going, my mom might be looking for me."
Luke nodded and opened the door, leading Lyle out through the main room. When they emerged he dropped Lyle's hand and stood, hands in his pockets. "So er...thanks and I erm..."
"How long are you here?" Lyle gripped the panda in front of him like a shield.
Luke blinked, not sure of what was happening. "Well..for another two weeks I guess."
"So I can come back and see you?"
Grinning, Luke nodded. "Yeah. You want to?"
"Sure!" Lyle replied as if it were a stupid question. He walked over to Luke purposefull and after glancing around, kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for the panda."
"It's okay, " Luke babbled. "Thanks for the blow--" He stopped himself and winced. "Well, you know..."
Lyle laughed at him and waved. "See you tomorrow?"
Luke nodded, trying to conceal his delight as his new friend smiled and jogged off with his huge toy. A warm feeling spread across Luke's stomach as he walked slowly back to his stand. This would mark the first time anyone had actually come back for more. He started to plan what they would do together the next night and stopped himself, just in case he didn't show. He watched Lyle disappear towards the parking lot, gesturing to his mom about the shooting and thrusting the panda towards her. Maybe, he thought. Maybe this one really would come back.
Word Count: 2267
Beta : sylargrrrl
Pairing : Luke/Lyle
Rating : NC17
Warnings : Sex between 17 year olds, which may be illegal where you are, but isn't where I am
Summary : Luke is a carnie and one night Lyle rolls up to try his luck
Notes : For heroes1000
If there was one thing Luke was good at it was sulking. He was the master, in fact. He could pout and huff and twist his foot into the ground with hands firmly in pockets, working his way through the gamut of unamused body language until there could be no misunderstanding of just how pissed off he was. Today at the carnival he had seen some impressive specimens being dragged around by their girlfriends, parents or siblings. All older teenage boys with slightly scruffy haircuts and hangdog expressions, and all of them sulking. Luke's game was simple. Every night he would wait until one of them drifted close enough, and then he would turn on the charm. He'd console them for having to spend time at this lame carnival just because their little sister wanted to come, or being dragged along by a girl they were about to dump anyway and spending all of their allowance on her. Today had been slim pickings so far, but just as Luke was about to call it a night he heard something which sparked his interest.
"Lyle, you're taking this remarkably well, I thought you'd be complaining."
A woman's voice, probably the kid's mom. Luke craned his neck around the hanging teddy bears and saw him. He was maybe 5'9''. Probably about 16 or 17 but he still had freckles and his longish bangs made him look a little younger. He wasn't sulking, Luke noted. He had a look of resignation about him, like complaining would make absolutely no difference.
"I don't mind." The kid said, absently glancing around as two little girls, Luke guessed they were his sisters or something, ran about screeching and directing the woman's attention to the flashing lights and cotton candy stalls.
Luke cleared his throat and started his patter. "Roll up, roll up, shoot the bottles and win the bear, sharp shooters only, what about you buddy, you handle a weapon?"
The kid looked mortified at having been noticed and the woman pushed him towards Luke's stall eagerly, thrusting a bundle of notes into his hand. "Go on Lyle, have some fun, I'll catch up with you in a little while." And with that she was gone.
"Lyle is it? Come on buddy, I know you want one of these bears for your girlfriend." Luke smirked at him and loaded up the air rifle which was chained to the stall.
Blushing, Lyle handed over some bills and shoved the rest in his pocket. "I don't have a girlfriend and I can't shoot straight."
Luke grinned "How about your little sisters over there?" He handed him the gun and stepped back as Lyle pointed it at the bottles on the back shelf.
"Not my sisters, they're my cousins. And if I won one they'd rip it apart fighting over it." He sighed, lowering the gun. "Level with me, is there really any way you can win this?"
Luke cocked his head and gently lifted the barrel of the gun. "There is, if you're not a macho idiot who thinks he can shoot a gun because he has Rambo on Blu-Ray." He put one hand on Lyle's shoulder and eased the gun into position. "Now, you need to shoot a little higher than the target's telling you, and don't flick the trigger, squeeze it." He pushed down on the gun butt against Lyle's shoulder. "Okay, give it a squeeze."
The gun went off and one of the bottles flew back off the shelf. "Whoah!" Lyle grinned "I did it!"
"You're a natural buddy, okay now you need one more and you get the bear. Same thing again, come on." He pushed the gun butt down into Lyle's shoulder again, positioning the gun with practised confidence, and grinned as the second pellet smacked a bottle off the back shelf.
Lyle laughed and smiled so wide that Luke couldn't help but return it. "Oh my God, I never even shot a gun before!"
"Maybe you should get one, you've got a talent." Luke reached up and unhooked a big panda with a blue satin bow. "There you go, hope he lasts longer than the car ride home."
Taking the panda Lyle smiled again, blushing. "Thanks. Thanks for helping me."
"You wanna return the favour?" Luke picked up the gun and fired the spare pellet into the back of the tent. "I'm on a dinner break now and I don't wanna spend it alone. Wanna get a hotdog? It's about the only way you'll get a clean one, I know Duke on the stand."
Lyle looked as if he was contemplating, but then nodded vigorously. "Sure, okay, thanks."
Luke pulled off his money belt and stepped out from behind the curtain of the stand, handing it to a guy leaning against the kiddy ride next to it. "Hey Bobby, mind my stall while I grab some dinner?"
The guy seemed to look Lyle up and down before smirking and taking the belt. "Sure thing Luke, have a good one."
As they walked off together Luke took a good look at Lyle. He was cute, couldn't be sure about him yet but the tried and tested gaydar was pinging a little. "So no girlfriend huh? How come?"
Nice long silence, Luke thought.
"I er... I dunno, maybe I'm not good looking enough."
Ha! That was SUCH an invitation.
"Well it's definitely not that, you're cute as fuck, maybe you're playing hard to get." Luke looked away, pretending to be engrossed in the ferris wheel.
Lyle let out a deep breath. "Well maybe I don't want them to get me. Girls are a pain in the ass."
Luke nodded. "Absolutely."
They reached the hot dog stand and Luke motioned for Lyle to wait. He wandered over to the vendor and before long he was back with two fully loaded dogs, handing one to Lyle.
"Oh thanks, how much do I owe you?" Lyle sat the panda on an upturned crate and went to this pocket but Luke shook his head.
"I don't pay for my hotdogs babe, I'm a carny."
Lyle grinned. "You don't look like the average carny, how old are you?"
"Seventeen. And I guess I'm not, I mean I don't have any tattoos, I brush my teeth and I shower, so...."
Chuckling through a mouthful of hotdog Lyle looked Luke in the eye and the gaze went on for just a fraction of a second too long to be just friendly. Moments later when both hotdogs were devoured Luke beckoned Lyle and walked towards a gap in the ring of attractions. When he looked back Lyle was striding after him, still with his huge panda. When the noise started to dim they reached a building and Luke put a finger to his lips to shush his companion before stepping inside. He immediately stepped to the right and hid in the darkness as he watched Lyle wander past him into the closed hall of mirrors. He walked slowly round the edge, careful not to step on any of the floorboards he knew would squeak. He saw Lyle walk unwittingly into the middle of a triangular set of mirrors which was placed to appear like a square.
"Luke? Where are you?"
From his vantagepoint Luke could see every part of Lyle and took the opportunity to check out his long legs and tight little ass. Unfortunately the damn panda was in the way of his front, but he imagined a nice toned stomach under that baggy long sleeved shirt and his cock twitched at the thought of his calloused fingers dancing across that soft skin. He crept to the gap in the mirror block which Lyle wouldnt be able to see and waited until he was facing the right direction before clapping his hands on Lyle's hips.
"Aargh!" Lyle yelled, spinning around and dropping the panda. "Fuck! You scared the shit out of me!" He was smiling though, so Luke nodded to him to follow. "Oh no you don't." Lyle grabbed his hand. "You'll disappear on me again."
Luke smiled and squeezed Lyle's hand. "You better hold tight then." He pulled Lyle towards a black door set in the wall and into a thin mirrored corridor. Once the door was shut behind them they were in a tiny space, with mirrors reflecting their image on and on until they disappeared into the distance.
"Whoah!" Lyle blinked and screwed up his eyes. "Wow, I can't see right."
"Look right at me, and keep looking, the edge of your vision will blur and it'll be awesome."
Lyle stared into his eyes, his breath coming in pants. Slowly the corners of his mouth turned up as the infinite picture blurred and made it appear as if they were in a kaleidoscope or a weird hallucination. Luke knew what it looked like, he had brought guys here before. They had never looked quite so delighted as Lyle though. He stared right back into those grey blue eyes and tentatively placed a hand on Lyle's hip. The boy smiled and parted his lips and Luke took his chance, moving slowly. After what seemed like an age their lips bumped together softly and each tipped his head as an invitation to deepen the kiss. Luke felt Lyle's hand stroke the back of his thigh and pulled him closer. He shifted around a little trying to feel for hardness beneath Lyle's jeans with his own body. When he felt them nudge against one another he held Lyle tighter and gasped as they started to rut against each other. He let his fingers creep up beneath Lyle's shirt and tickle at his skin before he moved both his hands front and centre to undo the button of his jeans and slide his zipper down slowly.
Slipping his hand inside Lyle's boxers he stroked his erection slowly, pressing their lips together to stop Lyle from backing away. The hand job was artless but Lyle was moaning and the sound was so sexy that Luke dropped to his knees and pulled Lyle's clothes down as he went, laving his tongue from root to tip as Lyle's head dropped back and thunked on the glass. Lyle's hands were in his hair, pulling and gently directing the movement of his head as he sucked. Luke hummed around Lyle's cock, flattening his tongue against the hard ridge and sucking upwards until it dropped from his mouth with a pop. He licked again, mouthing at the tip a few times and registering Lyle's sexy whimpers before sucking him in again. He heard Lyle's breaths become more high pitched and felt his hand grip his hair as Lyle came into his mouth. He breathed through his nose, taking his time to swallow so as not to gag. Eventually he stood up and licked his lips as he took in Lyle's blissed out expression.
"I think it's your tu--" Luke was silenced by Lyle's hungry mouth on his as the other boy roughly unzipped him and shoved his pants down, taking his cock in hand. Luke moaned into Lyle's mouth as he was jerked hard and scrabbled for purchase on the mirror behind him. He glanced to his left to watch and made a sound which seemed to distract Lyle. When he looked up, they were both staring at the image of themselves, both still with their pants round their ankles and Lyle's slim, pale hand on Luke's cock. Lyle started to move slower, not taking his eyes off the mirror as Luke's knees went weak. "Lyle...Lyle I'm gonna.." Luke screwed his eyes shut and gasped as he felt Lyle's hot mouth cover his cock. With a few bobs of his head Luke was coming, sighing as he stroked Lyle's hair.
Lyle stood, starting to dress himself, and Luke followed suit. He took the odd shy glance towards Lyle and once they were both done he moved to hold him, hoping that he wouldn't be pushed away. To his surprise Lyle held him close, kissing at his neck and rubbing their cold cheeks together. Luke relaxed into his embrace and winced as he finally pulled away.
"I'd better get going, my mom might be looking for me."
Luke nodded and opened the door, leading Lyle out through the main room. When they emerged he dropped Lyle's hand and stood, hands in his pockets. "So er...thanks and I erm..."
"How long are you here?" Lyle gripped the panda in front of him like a shield.
Luke blinked, not sure of what was happening. "Well..for another two weeks I guess."
"So I can come back and see you?"
Grinning, Luke nodded. "Yeah. You want to?"
"Sure!" Lyle replied as if it were a stupid question. He walked over to Luke purposefull and after glancing around, kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for the panda."
"It's okay, " Luke babbled. "Thanks for the blow--" He stopped himself and winced. "Well, you know..."
Lyle laughed at him and waved. "See you tomorrow?"
Luke nodded, trying to conceal his delight as his new friend smiled and jogged off with his huge toy. A warm feeling spread across Luke's stomach as he walked slowly back to his stand. This would mark the first time anyone had actually come back for more. He started to plan what they would do together the next night and stopped himself, just in case he didn't show. He watched Lyle disappear towards the parking lot, gesturing to his mom about the shooting and thrusting the panda towards her. Maybe, he thought. Maybe this one really would come back.