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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,273
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Breaking Boundaries
Title: Splendor: Breaking Boundaries
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Zed and Abel break the rules
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: nothing but hot man on man sex (mention of M/M/F)
Pairing: Zed/Abel
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Gregg Araki created them. I’m just using them for my own pleasure.
Author’s Notes: This is a missing scene between Veronica’s breakup with the boys and their breakup of her wedding.
“I miss her,” Zed cried. The tears came uncontrollably, and his shoulders bobbed from the heavy sobs. He missed Veronica, and he worried about the baby that she was carrying. He knew that he was unemployed, lazy, and worthless, but he couldn’t help but to hope that she would come back to their dysfunctional home. The three of them, Veronica, Abel, and himself had been living together for over a year. Most people in the world would disapprove of their choice to share the same bed, but it felt right to him.
It had been awkward at first to share Veronica with Abel, but over time, the awkwardness faded into a sincere fondness of the other man. Secretly, he liked it when Abel held them both close to his body. At first, they had exchanged a few kisses, at Veronica’s insistence, and they had caressed each other willingly, but they had never gone any further. However, over time, their relationship became heated as well, and the triangle love affair began to include three-way sex. He loved being inside Veronica as Abel pounded into him from behind, and Veronica definitely didn’t complain when they wanted to be with each other.
The sexual bond between Abel and himself had only occurred because of their mutual love for Veronica, so the heat of true passion for each other had never been experienced. Veronica had put sex without her off-limits, and until this moment of emotional breakdown, Zed had never wanted to test those limits. Now that Abel was holding him and whispering words of understanding, he felt the familiar warmth of passion stirring.
“I miss her too Zed,” Abel whispered holding Zed tightly to him, “but we have to be strong and get through this shit together.”
“I don’t want to be strong. I love her. Don’t you?”
“Of course I love her, but she chose that asshole director over us, and I have no intentions of sitting around here crying like a baby over her. Now drink some more champagne and stop crying.”
Abel watched Zed tilt the bottle up, and he drank from it until it was empty. He watched the slim neck swallowing the alcohol, and for some reason he thought that it was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen. He wanted nothing more than to kiss that neck and suck on those beautiful lips. He had tried very hard over the last year to deny his attraction for the other man, but with Veronica’s encouragement, that denial had been shattered. He also thought the no sex without Veronica thing was totally ridiculous. Who the hell was she to dictate when and where they could fuck? He loved being inside Veronica, who he had to touch tenderly and lovingly, but sometimes he really wanted to give a rough balls-slapping ride to Zed. Sometimes a man just needed to fuck, and Zed was the perfect person to do that with, but she had to go and make up that stupid ass rule. Well, perhaps tonight would be the night they’d break that rule. She wasn’t here anyway, so why should they hold back?
No time like the present, “You want to fuck?”
Zed looked at Abel in shock, and for just a moment he hesitated. Veronica had made her wishes clear, and until tonight they had respected those wishes, but she had after all dumped them for another guy, so why the hell should they still respect her rules? He smiled knowingly at the other man and sucked on his bottom lip. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Abel lunged at the other man and threw him down flat on the couch. They kissed hungrily, and their hands explored each others bodies stopping only long enough to pinch nipples, grope cocks, and rip off clothes. Within moments they were both naked and panting in pleasure on the couch. Abel wasted no time getting Zed ready for his dick. He spat in his hand and shoved a finger inside the drummer, who howled in pleasure as the finger impaled him on the inside.
“I hope you’re okay with me fucking your brains out because that’s what you’re going to get.”
“God yes,” Zed moaned spreading his legs farther apart encouraging Abel to stick his cock in his tight little hole.
“You’re a slut for my cock aren’t you drummer boy?”
“Yeah,” Zed whispered as he felt the hard organ breeching his entrance. His legs were shoved down to his shoulders, and Zed pounded into him mercilessly. He had never been fucked like this by Abel. They had always saved their passion for Veronica, but now Abel was giving it to him like he had always wanted. The couch creaked in anger with each hard pump from Abel’s hips, and Zed’s head was pushed off the edge of the couch.
Abel looked down at Zed watching him licking his lips and clenching his eyes closed in delight. He adored the arched neck that had fallen off the couch, and he wanted nothing more than to reach down and suck that neck and kiss those lips. Zed’s blonde hair was brushing up against the carpet with each thrust, and his hands were on the floor trying to keep his body on the couch.
Abel smiled lustfully at the blond beauty that he had in a complete frenzy. He put Zed’s legs over his shoulders, and he reached down far enough to bite on that arched neck. His tongue flicked out and his lips sucked and teased. The boy was moaning and writhing under him more than any girl had ever done, and he cursed himself silently for waiting so long to do what he had wanted to do since he had laid eyes on the boy.
Zed knew that he would be sore afterwards, but he didn’t care. All he could do was ask for more and for it to be harder. He had never felt this good before, and he wasn’t going to let a little pain hold him back. He took one hand from the floor and yanked Abel’s hair roughly towards him. He drew Abel down for a hungry kiss, and he found himself being devoured by the usually conservative writer. He pumped his hips upwards slamming Abel’s cock even deeper.
Abel bit Zed’s lower lip tenderly and whispered, “Jesus, are you trying to kill me here? I can’t hold out much longer with you fucking yourself on my dick like that.”
Zed chewed on Abel’s earlobe andsperspered in return, “I can’t help it. You make me so hot. I love your big dick in me.”
That was all it took for Abel to lose complete control. He couldn’t hold back his orgasm any longer. He grabbed Zed’s cock and stroked it hard in rhythm. He wanted them to come together, so he managed to hold off his own release until he felt the fluid shooting out from Zed’s cock. He continued milking Zed until his own orgasm had diminished, and he rubbed the salty fluid on Zed’s belly and nipples. Zed smiled as Abel followed the trail of semen with his tongue. He didn’t stop licking him until every drop of cum had been salvaged, and he eagerly kissed Zed, anxious for him to taste himself on his tongue.
“You taste so fucking good Zed.”
“Well, that was the hottest fuck I ever had in my life.”
“Yeah, it was. I hope we can do it some more.”
Zed looked up at Abel in thought and smiled, “I’m sure that can be arranged, but next time will you try not to knock me in the floor?”
“I thought you liked getting fucked into the floor,” Zed teased helping Zed up onto the couch.
The sudden change in position caused a rush of dizziness and queasiness for Zed. He felt the blood rush out of his head, and felt the barf of a lifetime coming on.
“Hey, are you okay,” Abel asked helping Zed into his pants.
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Well, that makes me feel great. Gee Abel, you’re a hot fuck, but you make me sick to my stomach.”
“It’s not you asshole. It’s the champagne, and the sloshing of my stomach and the blood rush to my head as it hit the floor.”
“So, it was me that made you sick.”
“Are we really going to argue over this? It’s the damn champagne. You just shook it up and now it’s going to pop its cork…”
Abel watched as Zed ran to the bathroom to make a deposit of cheap champagne, and he followed after him wanting to take care of his lover. It was what Veronica would have done, and he knew deep down that she was going to come back to them, and she wouldn’t look kindly on him if he allowed Zed to drown in the toilet.
The End
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Zed and Abel break the rules
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Archive: yes, with permission
Warnings: nothing but hot man on man sex (mention of M/M/F)
Pairing: Zed/Abel
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Gregg Araki created them. I’m just using them for my own pleasure.
Author’s Notes: This is a missing scene between Veronica’s breakup with the boys and their breakup of her wedding.
“I miss her,” Zed cried. The tears came uncontrollably, and his shoulders bobbed from the heavy sobs. He missed Veronica, and he worried about the baby that she was carrying. He knew that he was unemployed, lazy, and worthless, but he couldn’t help but to hope that she would come back to their dysfunctional home. The three of them, Veronica, Abel, and himself had been living together for over a year. Most people in the world would disapprove of their choice to share the same bed, but it felt right to him.
It had been awkward at first to share Veronica with Abel, but over time, the awkwardness faded into a sincere fondness of the other man. Secretly, he liked it when Abel held them both close to his body. At first, they had exchanged a few kisses, at Veronica’s insistence, and they had caressed each other willingly, but they had never gone any further. However, over time, their relationship became heated as well, and the triangle love affair began to include three-way sex. He loved being inside Veronica as Abel pounded into him from behind, and Veronica definitely didn’t complain when they wanted to be with each other.
The sexual bond between Abel and himself had only occurred because of their mutual love for Veronica, so the heat of true passion for each other had never been experienced. Veronica had put sex without her off-limits, and until this moment of emotional breakdown, Zed had never wanted to test those limits. Now that Abel was holding him and whispering words of understanding, he felt the familiar warmth of passion stirring.
“I miss her too Zed,” Abel whispered holding Zed tightly to him, “but we have to be strong and get through this shit together.”
“I don’t want to be strong. I love her. Don’t you?”
“Of course I love her, but she chose that asshole director over us, and I have no intentions of sitting around here crying like a baby over her. Now drink some more champagne and stop crying.”
Abel watched Zed tilt the bottle up, and he drank from it until it was empty. He watched the slim neck swallowing the alcohol, and for some reason he thought that it was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen. He wanted nothing more than to kiss that neck and suck on those beautiful lips. He had tried very hard over the last year to deny his attraction for the other man, but with Veronica’s encouragement, that denial had been shattered. He also thought the no sex without Veronica thing was totally ridiculous. Who the hell was she to dictate when and where they could fuck? He loved being inside Veronica, who he had to touch tenderly and lovingly, but sometimes he really wanted to give a rough balls-slapping ride to Zed. Sometimes a man just needed to fuck, and Zed was the perfect person to do that with, but she had to go and make up that stupid ass rule. Well, perhaps tonight would be the night they’d break that rule. She wasn’t here anyway, so why should they hold back?
No time like the present, “You want to fuck?”
Zed looked at Abel in shock, and for just a moment he hesitated. Veronica had made her wishes clear, and until tonight they had respected those wishes, but she had after all dumped them for another guy, so why the hell should they still respect her rules? He smiled knowingly at the other man and sucked on his bottom lip. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Abel lunged at the other man and threw him down flat on the couch. They kissed hungrily, and their hands explored each others bodies stopping only long enough to pinch nipples, grope cocks, and rip off clothes. Within moments they were both naked and panting in pleasure on the couch. Abel wasted no time getting Zed ready for his dick. He spat in his hand and shoved a finger inside the drummer, who howled in pleasure as the finger impaled him on the inside.
“I hope you’re okay with me fucking your brains out because that’s what you’re going to get.”
“God yes,” Zed moaned spreading his legs farther apart encouraging Abel to stick his cock in his tight little hole.
“You’re a slut for my cock aren’t you drummer boy?”
“Yeah,” Zed whispered as he felt the hard organ breeching his entrance. His legs were shoved down to his shoulders, and Zed pounded into him mercilessly. He had never been fucked like this by Abel. They had always saved their passion for Veronica, but now Abel was giving it to him like he had always wanted. The couch creaked in anger with each hard pump from Abel’s hips, and Zed’s head was pushed off the edge of the couch.
Abel looked down at Zed watching him licking his lips and clenching his eyes closed in delight. He adored the arched neck that had fallen off the couch, and he wanted nothing more than to reach down and suck that neck and kiss those lips. Zed’s blonde hair was brushing up against the carpet with each thrust, and his hands were on the floor trying to keep his body on the couch.
Abel smiled lustfully at the blond beauty that he had in a complete frenzy. He put Zed’s legs over his shoulders, and he reached down far enough to bite on that arched neck. His tongue flicked out and his lips sucked and teased. The boy was moaning and writhing under him more than any girl had ever done, and he cursed himself silently for waiting so long to do what he had wanted to do since he had laid eyes on the boy.
Zed knew that he would be sore afterwards, but he didn’t care. All he could do was ask for more and for it to be harder. He had never felt this good before, and he wasn’t going to let a little pain hold him back. He took one hand from the floor and yanked Abel’s hair roughly towards him. He drew Abel down for a hungry kiss, and he found himself being devoured by the usually conservative writer. He pumped his hips upwards slamming Abel’s cock even deeper.
Abel bit Zed’s lower lip tenderly and whispered, “Jesus, are you trying to kill me here? I can’t hold out much longer with you fucking yourself on my dick like that.”
Zed chewed on Abel’s earlobe andsperspered in return, “I can’t help it. You make me so hot. I love your big dick in me.”
That was all it took for Abel to lose complete control. He couldn’t hold back his orgasm any longer. He grabbed Zed’s cock and stroked it hard in rhythm. He wanted them to come together, so he managed to hold off his own release until he felt the fluid shooting out from Zed’s cock. He continued milking Zed until his own orgasm had diminished, and he rubbed the salty fluid on Zed’s belly and nipples. Zed smiled as Abel followed the trail of semen with his tongue. He didn’t stop licking him until every drop of cum had been salvaged, and he eagerly kissed Zed, anxious for him to taste himself on his tongue.
“You taste so fucking good Zed.”
“Well, that was the hottest fuck I ever had in my life.”
“Yeah, it was. I hope we can do it some more.”
Zed looked up at Abel in thought and smiled, “I’m sure that can be arranged, but next time will you try not to knock me in the floor?”
“I thought you liked getting fucked into the floor,” Zed teased helping Zed up onto the couch.
The sudden change in position caused a rush of dizziness and queasiness for Zed. He felt the blood rush out of his head, and felt the barf of a lifetime coming on.
“Hey, are you okay,” Abel asked helping Zed into his pants.
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Well, that makes me feel great. Gee Abel, you’re a hot fuck, but you make me sick to my stomach.”
“It’s not you asshole. It’s the champagne, and the sloshing of my stomach and the blood rush to my head as it hit the floor.”
“So, it was me that made you sick.”
“Are we really going to argue over this? It’s the damn champagne. You just shook it up and now it’s going to pop its cork…”
Abel watched as Zed ran to the bathroom to make a deposit of cheap champagne, and he followed after him wanting to take care of his lover. It was what Veronica would have done, and he knew deep down that she was going to come back to them, and she wouldn’t look kindly on him if he allowed Zed to drown in the toilet.
The End