The Cult of One Finger
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Category:
S through Z › Sahara
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,640
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Sahara, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter The First
Sandecker began to notice a pattern to a gesture between Dirk and Al. He pondered on the mystery as he let the smoke curl from his cigar. Finally, one day, he asked.
"What does it mean?" He held one finger up to Dirk.
Dirk grinned as saw Al's surprised look at Sandecker giving him the gesture. "Better not do that where Al can see, Admiral. He might question your intentions to me."
Sandecker turned to see Al frowning at him. He dropped his hand o his side but asked. "Now why would Al be upset by me doing that to you?"
"Well, you see, Admiral. It has to do with Al, me and a tussle of the bedroom kind. Just a little reminder that we're together, you know."
The Admiral gave him a sceptical look, lit another cigar. "Now, I don't think I want to know."
Dirk gave a shrug. "Just means we're together, that's all." And his eyes glazed over as her recalled the start of the practice.
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Dirk pushed himself further into the pillows, back arched, hips flat to the mattress. He groaned out loud as he clenched his hands into fists, scrunching the crisp linen sheet beneath his taut body. Straining his muscles to remain still, to keep the maddening touch with in reach. If he moved the magic Al was weaving would disappear.
At Dirk's groin, Al licked and nipped his hardness with a delicate teasing touch. Light touches soothed Dirk's trembling thighs as they stroked the heated flesh beneath his fingertips.
A twitch of Dirk's hips had Al raise his head to glance with a feral grin at his lover, "Stay still, Dirk. You know the rule." He waited for the jerky nod from Dirk as his hips relaxed to the mattress again. With a smug grin, Al bent his head to lick once more, revelling in the moans he pulled from Dirk's lips.
Al gave a final kiss to the tip of Dirk's penis and pulled himself up Dirk's body. He draped himself over the tanned man and then pressed close, groin to groin. Dirk cradled his lover between his legs, reaching to hold Al's arse tight.
Al gave Dirk a deep kiss and then smile, "Now you can move."
With quick thrusts Dirk took control, grasping Al, grinding into him making sure their lengths slid against each other in a slick of sweat and pre-cum. Al panted and gasped as he thrust back, his face hidden in the curve of Dirk's neck as he gave a final strangled cry and collapsed onto Dirk's body. A few thrusts more, easier now his belly was sticky with Al's cum, Dirk followed Al into a sated sprawl.
Reaching down Dirk dragged a finger through the sticky mess between them. Holding his coated finger up to Al's face, Dirk whispered, "Together." And he then grinned as Al swooped in and sucked his finger clean.
Al dropped his head back onto Dirk's shoulder and agreed, holding one finger up. "Together." Exhausted, he drifted into sleep cuddled close to the man he loved.
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Fin.
"What does it mean?" He held one finger up to Dirk.
Dirk grinned as saw Al's surprised look at Sandecker giving him the gesture. "Better not do that where Al can see, Admiral. He might question your intentions to me."
Sandecker turned to see Al frowning at him. He dropped his hand o his side but asked. "Now why would Al be upset by me doing that to you?"
"Well, you see, Admiral. It has to do with Al, me and a tussle of the bedroom kind. Just a little reminder that we're together, you know."
The Admiral gave him a sceptical look, lit another cigar. "Now, I don't think I want to know."
Dirk gave a shrug. "Just means we're together, that's all." And his eyes glazed over as her recalled the start of the practice.
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Dirk pushed himself further into the pillows, back arched, hips flat to the mattress. He groaned out loud as he clenched his hands into fists, scrunching the crisp linen sheet beneath his taut body. Straining his muscles to remain still, to keep the maddening touch with in reach. If he moved the magic Al was weaving would disappear.
At Dirk's groin, Al licked and nipped his hardness with a delicate teasing touch. Light touches soothed Dirk's trembling thighs as they stroked the heated flesh beneath his fingertips.
A twitch of Dirk's hips had Al raise his head to glance with a feral grin at his lover, "Stay still, Dirk. You know the rule." He waited for the jerky nod from Dirk as his hips relaxed to the mattress again. With a smug grin, Al bent his head to lick once more, revelling in the moans he pulled from Dirk's lips.
Al gave a final kiss to the tip of Dirk's penis and pulled himself up Dirk's body. He draped himself over the tanned man and then pressed close, groin to groin. Dirk cradled his lover between his legs, reaching to hold Al's arse tight.
Al gave Dirk a deep kiss and then smile, "Now you can move."
With quick thrusts Dirk took control, grasping Al, grinding into him making sure their lengths slid against each other in a slick of sweat and pre-cum. Al panted and gasped as he thrust back, his face hidden in the curve of Dirk's neck as he gave a final strangled cry and collapsed onto Dirk's body. A few thrusts more, easier now his belly was sticky with Al's cum, Dirk followed Al into a sated sprawl.
Reaching down Dirk dragged a finger through the sticky mess between them. Holding his coated finger up to Al's face, Dirk whispered, "Together." And he then grinned as Al swooped in and sucked his finger clean.
Al dropped his head back onto Dirk's shoulder and agreed, holding one finger up. "Together." Exhausted, he drifted into sleep cuddled close to the man he loved.
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Fin.