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Title: Stuck
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: maybe 13.
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction, not fact. No profit is being made and no disrespect is meant to the actors mentioned.
Feedback: would be nice.
Summary: Hobbits are in London, and Dom's in a mood, again. "Why?" we hear you cry! Elijah plans to find out...
Notes: I like it. It's kinda long, for which i apologise!!
“Do we have too?”
“I’d like too.”
“Me too.”
“Me three.”
“You would.”
“Are we going too?”
“Dom?”
“Alright. Fine.”
Billy smiled, Elijah giggled, Sean sighed and they walked forward. Dom gave a loud ‘Hmph!’ and joined the back of the queue in a grumpy silence. The four guys were in London, Billy was most excited about the idea of going on the London eye, he had persuaded Elijah and Sean, and the only one who wasn’t really keen on the idea was Dom. He just wanted to go to a pub, get fucked and leave it at that. The previous night, had been the UK premiere of ‘The Yank’ and his good friends had travelled over to see Elijah in his limelight. They had gone to a pub then, well actually, they’d gone to about ten, and five different clubs before Dom found one he was happy with. Sean got really annoyed and shouted that if they didn’t settle soon, he’d leave, and seeing the disappointment on Elijahs face, Dom chose a club on a corner. It was in fact the worst one they’d been in, but they stayed there anyway. So, all day and now into the night, no-one really listened to Doms objections and they made decisions regardless. Billy did feel slightly guilty, but as soon as he gave Dom chance to speak, he’d start moaning again.
“How many?”
“Four.”
“That’ll be sixty-three pounds, seventy.”
“How much? Jesus, that’s fucking crap.”
“Shut up Dom. Thank you.” Sean handed over the money and they went into the pod, a small family stood behind them in the queue, Sean smiled in a friendly manner, but the Dad saw the angry look on Doms face and shook his head.
“We’ll wait thank you.” Billy smiled apologetically, and entered. It was a large pod, and it seemed silly that there was only four of them in it. Dom threw himself onto a seat in the middle, whilst the other three took up positions around the edge, where they could see out. The sun was setting and the sky was a pinky-blue colour. Elijah went over and sat next to Dom.
“Dude, what the hell is up?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh please. I might be American, but I’m not stupid, tell me.”
“No.”
“I’m supposed to be your friend.”
“You are.”
“Well…”
“Well what?”
“Fucking tell me, this whole trip, you’ve been in the worst fucking mood, you didn’t even pretend to have a good time last night, ever since me and Sean got to England, you’ve been a bloody wanker, I think it’s time you gave us an explanation.”
“Ok.” He looked over at Billy, who was deep in conversation with Sean, he lowered his voice to a whisper, “I’m sorry Doodle, I am, before you and Sean got here, something happened, with Billy and me…” Dom trailed off into an explanation.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
“Hey Bills,”
“Hey Sblomie, where are you?”
“Stuck in fucking Doncaster, something to do with the line.”
“How long are you gonna be?”
“I don’t know. Shouldn’t be too long though, I hope anyway.”
“Well, I’ll wait, it’s not like I have anything better to do.”
“Sorry Billy, see you soon.”
“Yea, bye.” Billy hung up his phone and put it back in his pocket. He sighed and looked around. He was sat outside a café in London’s Victoria station. The hustle and bustle of everyday life around him. He picked up his coffee cup and peered inside, empty. A waitress came out to clear up.
“Can I get you another?” She asked politely.
“Thanks, that’d be nice.” She nodded, went inside and came back out a short time later with another cup. “Thanks.” She smiled and went about cleaning the tables. Billy looked at the large clock that stood over head. Twenty past two. Dom was already half an hour late. Always late. But it wasn’t his fault. No, it wasn’t Sblomie’s fault, nothing was ever Sblomie’s fault. He reached into his bag and pulled out a book, he slouched down in the chair and picked up where he left off.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are very sorry for the delay, there is a malfunction with the line which is being fixed as we speak, we should be moving shortly.”
“Yea, you said that an hour ago.” Dom smiled at a man opposite who had made the comment to his female companion. It was true, they’d been stuck for an hour now, and it was really beginning to piss him off. He wanted to get to London. He wanted to see Billy. It had been three months since they’d last seen each other. Three months too long.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are pleased to announce that the problem has been fixed and we are ready to continue our journey, again we are sorry for the delay, and would like to offer each customer a free beverage from the cart that will come by shortly.” As Dom was sat by the door, he was first to be served. He got a coffee and drank it quickly. He stared out of the window, the loud sounds of the wheels rushing along the track quickly came into hearing and he slipped into deep thought. Billy always drank coffee. Yet he was always so tired. It didn’t make any sense. Dom chuckled at the thought of the Scot. They’d always go to coffee houses in New Zealand. It became a tradition. Sean and Elijah would often come with them, and sometimes Orlando would invite himself along. When he wasn’t there, Orlando said that they were like the male equivalent of Sex and The City. Which led to many jokes about Orlando being gay, and sitting at home with Sherry and Sex and the City. But Dom liked it best when it was just the two of them. Him and Billy. Billy and him. Best friends. Just friends.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we will shortly be arriving in London Victoria. Thank you for travelling with us, and we hope to see you again.”
Dom got up and waited by the door with his bags. When he arrived, he hurried off the train, and ran to find Billy.
Billy drained his fourth cup of coffee and was just putting it on the table when he heard his name being called.
“Billy, Bills!” He looked up and saw his friend running towards him. He smiled brightly, threw his book into his bag and ran across the station, into the open arms of his best friend.
“Sorry it took so long man!”
“It’s alright, you’re here now!” They smiled at each other. “Shall we go to the hotel?”
“Sure.” They made their way to the underground and began their trek across London to their hotel.
“So, how have you been?” Billy asked, taking up a seat.
“Yea, can’t complain.” Said Dom, sitting opposite him. “You?”
“Can’t complain.”
“How are rehearsals?”
“Yea, good, I guess. Found any scripts that take your fancy?”
“There’s this one that looks ok, I guess.” The two friends talked away there journey and were at the hotel in no time. Billy checked in and they went up to there room. Dom went straight for the mini-bar.
“What shall we do tonight?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“Pub, club,”
“We always do that, and no doubt we’ll do that tomorrow.”
“Well, what do you want to do?”
“Let’s stay here, get a film, order food.”
“Oh, ok.” Dom drained the bottle of beer, kicked off his shoes, and threw himself onto one of the beds. Billy sat beside him and picked up the phone. He ordered food and then lay back, he picked up the control and flicked through the TV channels until he found something that looked decent enough to watch.
The food came and went quickly. And by the time they had finished, both men were pretty plastered, they’d emptied the mini-bar, and ordered more alcohol with their meals. Dom had pulled off his shirt, and Billy had changed into his pyjamas. The film had been replaced by some loud music, and they were bouncing about on the bed. Billy got caught up in the covers and fell onto his back, his foot took out Doms leg and he fell, onto Billy. They stared at each other, gazing into the others eyes. Dom leaned in and kissed Billy, and Billy kissed him back. They wrapped their arms around each other, and rolled over until Billy was on top, he undid Dom’s trousers and pulled them off. Dom tugged and Billys shirt until that came off, and did the same with his trousers. They thrust their tongues into each others mouths, covering every inch. They turned again, Dom went down on Billy, and put his cock into his mouth. After time, Billy did the same to him.
Dom awoke to find himself alone. He sat up and noticed a note on the table,
‘Gone to meet Seanwise and Doodle. See you soon. Billy x x x’
Dom looked at the time and saw that it was just after twelve. When Sean and Elijah were getting in, he wasn’t sure but assumed that one of them had rang Billy and told him so. He looked around, his clothes were still thrown all over the room, his shirt flung over the chair, his trousers just visible under the other bed, his boxers on the TV. Dom pulled himself out of bed, he gathered his clothes and put them back in his case. He pulled out some clean ones and went to the bathroom.
As the warm water rushed over him, he thought about the previous night, he didn’t know what to make of it. Was it the alcohol? Was it that he really wanted it to happen, so got Billy drunk so it could? No, Billy was as into it as he was. Wasn’t he?
Billy sat at the same table, outside the same café where he had waited for Dom. He had about ten minutes before Sean and Elijahs train got in. In front of him, sat an empty cup of coffee. He drank too much coffee, Dom always said so. Dom. Shit. His thoughts trailed to last night. When he woke up, he found Dom to be asleep next to him, his head peacefully resting on his torso, he could feel a soft breeze coming from Dom’s mouth and nose. He looked so beautiful. He had carefully moved from underneath him, cleared away his clothes, got dressed and washed, scribbled a note to his friend and hurried out of the hotel. His friend. That was all they were, right? But last night. It had meant so much to him, finally it had happened. But, Dom was so drunk. And he always gets horny when he’s drunk. Maybe that’s all it was, a drunken escapade. Fuck.
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: maybe 13.
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction, not fact. No profit is being made and no disrespect is meant to the actors mentioned.
Feedback: would be nice.
Summary: Hobbits are in London, and Dom's in a mood, again. "Why?" we hear you cry! Elijah plans to find out...
Notes: I like it. It's kinda long, for which i apologise!!
“Do we have too?”
“I’d like too.”
“Me too.”
“Me three.”
“You would.”
“Are we going too?”
“Dom?”
“Alright. Fine.”
Billy smiled, Elijah giggled, Sean sighed and they walked forward. Dom gave a loud ‘Hmph!’ and joined the back of the queue in a grumpy silence. The four guys were in London, Billy was most excited about the idea of going on the London eye, he had persuaded Elijah and Sean, and the only one who wasn’t really keen on the idea was Dom. He just wanted to go to a pub, get fucked and leave it at that. The previous night, had been the UK premiere of ‘The Yank’ and his good friends had travelled over to see Elijah in his limelight. They had gone to a pub then, well actually, they’d gone to about ten, and five different clubs before Dom found one he was happy with. Sean got really annoyed and shouted that if they didn’t settle soon, he’d leave, and seeing the disappointment on Elijahs face, Dom chose a club on a corner. It was in fact the worst one they’d been in, but they stayed there anyway. So, all day and now into the night, no-one really listened to Doms objections and they made decisions regardless. Billy did feel slightly guilty, but as soon as he gave Dom chance to speak, he’d start moaning again.
“How many?”
“Four.”
“That’ll be sixty-three pounds, seventy.”
“How much? Jesus, that’s fucking crap.”
“Shut up Dom. Thank you.” Sean handed over the money and they went into the pod, a small family stood behind them in the queue, Sean smiled in a friendly manner, but the Dad saw the angry look on Doms face and shook his head.
“We’ll wait thank you.” Billy smiled apologetically, and entered. It was a large pod, and it seemed silly that there was only four of them in it. Dom threw himself onto a seat in the middle, whilst the other three took up positions around the edge, where they could see out. The sun was setting and the sky was a pinky-blue colour. Elijah went over and sat next to Dom.
“Dude, what the hell is up?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh please. I might be American, but I’m not stupid, tell me.”
“No.”
“I’m supposed to be your friend.”
“You are.”
“Well…”
“Well what?”
“Fucking tell me, this whole trip, you’ve been in the worst fucking mood, you didn’t even pretend to have a good time last night, ever since me and Sean got to England, you’ve been a bloody wanker, I think it’s time you gave us an explanation.”
“Ok.” He looked over at Billy, who was deep in conversation with Sean, he lowered his voice to a whisper, “I’m sorry Doodle, I am, before you and Sean got here, something happened, with Billy and me…” Dom trailed off into an explanation.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
“Hey Bills,”
“Hey Sblomie, where are you?”
“Stuck in fucking Doncaster, something to do with the line.”
“How long are you gonna be?”
“I don’t know. Shouldn’t be too long though, I hope anyway.”
“Well, I’ll wait, it’s not like I have anything better to do.”
“Sorry Billy, see you soon.”
“Yea, bye.” Billy hung up his phone and put it back in his pocket. He sighed and looked around. He was sat outside a café in London’s Victoria station. The hustle and bustle of everyday life around him. He picked up his coffee cup and peered inside, empty. A waitress came out to clear up.
“Can I get you another?” She asked politely.
“Thanks, that’d be nice.” She nodded, went inside and came back out a short time later with another cup. “Thanks.” She smiled and went about cleaning the tables. Billy looked at the large clock that stood over head. Twenty past two. Dom was already half an hour late. Always late. But it wasn’t his fault. No, it wasn’t Sblomie’s fault, nothing was ever Sblomie’s fault. He reached into his bag and pulled out a book, he slouched down in the chair and picked up where he left off.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are very sorry for the delay, there is a malfunction with the line which is being fixed as we speak, we should be moving shortly.”
“Yea, you said that an hour ago.” Dom smiled at a man opposite who had made the comment to his female companion. It was true, they’d been stuck for an hour now, and it was really beginning to piss him off. He wanted to get to London. He wanted to see Billy. It had been three months since they’d last seen each other. Three months too long.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are pleased to announce that the problem has been fixed and we are ready to continue our journey, again we are sorry for the delay, and would like to offer each customer a free beverage from the cart that will come by shortly.” As Dom was sat by the door, he was first to be served. He got a coffee and drank it quickly. He stared out of the window, the loud sounds of the wheels rushing along the track quickly came into hearing and he slipped into deep thought. Billy always drank coffee. Yet he was always so tired. It didn’t make any sense. Dom chuckled at the thought of the Scot. They’d always go to coffee houses in New Zealand. It became a tradition. Sean and Elijah would often come with them, and sometimes Orlando would invite himself along. When he wasn’t there, Orlando said that they were like the male equivalent of Sex and The City. Which led to many jokes about Orlando being gay, and sitting at home with Sherry and Sex and the City. But Dom liked it best when it was just the two of them. Him and Billy. Billy and him. Best friends. Just friends.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we will shortly be arriving in London Victoria. Thank you for travelling with us, and we hope to see you again.”
Dom got up and waited by the door with his bags. When he arrived, he hurried off the train, and ran to find Billy.
Billy drained his fourth cup of coffee and was just putting it on the table when he heard his name being called.
“Billy, Bills!” He looked up and saw his friend running towards him. He smiled brightly, threw his book into his bag and ran across the station, into the open arms of his best friend.
“Sorry it took so long man!”
“It’s alright, you’re here now!” They smiled at each other. “Shall we go to the hotel?”
“Sure.” They made their way to the underground and began their trek across London to their hotel.
“So, how have you been?” Billy asked, taking up a seat.
“Yea, can’t complain.” Said Dom, sitting opposite him. “You?”
“Can’t complain.”
“How are rehearsals?”
“Yea, good, I guess. Found any scripts that take your fancy?”
“There’s this one that looks ok, I guess.” The two friends talked away there journey and were at the hotel in no time. Billy checked in and they went up to there room. Dom went straight for the mini-bar.
“What shall we do tonight?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“Pub, club,”
“We always do that, and no doubt we’ll do that tomorrow.”
“Well, what do you want to do?”
“Let’s stay here, get a film, order food.”
“Oh, ok.” Dom drained the bottle of beer, kicked off his shoes, and threw himself onto one of the beds. Billy sat beside him and picked up the phone. He ordered food and then lay back, he picked up the control and flicked through the TV channels until he found something that looked decent enough to watch.
The food came and went quickly. And by the time they had finished, both men were pretty plastered, they’d emptied the mini-bar, and ordered more alcohol with their meals. Dom had pulled off his shirt, and Billy had changed into his pyjamas. The film had been replaced by some loud music, and they were bouncing about on the bed. Billy got caught up in the covers and fell onto his back, his foot took out Doms leg and he fell, onto Billy. They stared at each other, gazing into the others eyes. Dom leaned in and kissed Billy, and Billy kissed him back. They wrapped their arms around each other, and rolled over until Billy was on top, he undid Dom’s trousers and pulled them off. Dom tugged and Billys shirt until that came off, and did the same with his trousers. They thrust their tongues into each others mouths, covering every inch. They turned again, Dom went down on Billy, and put his cock into his mouth. After time, Billy did the same to him.
Dom awoke to find himself alone. He sat up and noticed a note on the table,
‘Gone to meet Seanwise and Doodle. See you soon. Billy x x x’
Dom looked at the time and saw that it was just after twelve. When Sean and Elijah were getting in, he wasn’t sure but assumed that one of them had rang Billy and told him so. He looked around, his clothes were still thrown all over the room, his shirt flung over the chair, his trousers just visible under the other bed, his boxers on the TV. Dom pulled himself out of bed, he gathered his clothes and put them back in his case. He pulled out some clean ones and went to the bathroom.
As the warm water rushed over him, he thought about the previous night, he didn’t know what to make of it. Was it the alcohol? Was it that he really wanted it to happen, so got Billy drunk so it could? No, Billy was as into it as he was. Wasn’t he?
Billy sat at the same table, outside the same café where he had waited for Dom. He had about ten minutes before Sean and Elijahs train got in. In front of him, sat an empty cup of coffee. He drank too much coffee, Dom always said so. Dom. Shit. His thoughts trailed to last night. When he woke up, he found Dom to be asleep next to him, his head peacefully resting on his torso, he could feel a soft breeze coming from Dom’s mouth and nose. He looked so beautiful. He had carefully moved from underneath him, cleared away his clothes, got dressed and washed, scribbled a note to his friend and hurried out of the hotel. His friend. That was all they were, right? But last night. It had meant so much to him, finally it had happened. But, Dom was so drunk. And he always gets horny when he’s drunk. Maybe that’s all it was, a drunken escapade. Fuck.