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pippins-penny.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Dec. 2nd, 2004 06:53 pm)A Perfect Road Trip
Author: Pippin's Penny
Pairing: Billy and Dommie
Rating: NC17
Summary: The boys take a road trip and discover,,, things
x-posted Billyboydboard, stardom and in my lj
Chapter 1
Dominic stared out the window; his legs had begun to fall asleep. It started in his feet and it climbed up his legs; it was up to his knees now. He had been squirming and twisting in his seat for over 4 hours.
“Daddy, are we there yet?”
*Billy shot Dom a dirty look.*
“Bills! Can’t we please stop for a while? My legs are asleep and I am hungry too!” Dom whined in his little boy voice.
“We have snacks in the car. Dom, remember that’s why we brought them so we don’t have to stop?”
“But I need a real meal! Besides my legs are asleep! If I don’t wake them up now they will be up all ni-ight!” Dom said almost singing the word ‘night’ like it was two words instead of one, and to imply there would be hell to pay in the middle of the night with Dom’s active legs keeping them both up.
“Well, we can’t have that now. Alright, we’ll pull over at the next stop.” Billy smiled at Dom, put his hand on Dom’s thigh, squeezed for a moment, and then just as quick, put it back on the wheel. Dom always got a rush whenever Billy touched him. He would even man-whore to get Billy to touch him. Pretending that he didn’t feel well, so Billy would invariably come close to feel his head, to pretend to hurt himself so Billy would again come close and examine his sore spot. Oh, he had many tricks to get Billy’s to touch him!
Billy eventually pulled into a small diner style restaurant off the interstate. It was a seat yourself place, perfect! They made their way to a booth by the window. They had been on this little road trip for 1 day, and still had four more days ahead, if they didn’t screw around too much.
“Well, we should go for a few more hours, and then find a motel. You can drive for the next lag, yeah?”
“Yeah, sure.” Dom tossed a french fry at Billy, hitting him square in the cheek.
“Knock it off. Dom.”
Dom dipped his hand in his glass of water and flicked water at Billy.
“DOM! Stop.” Billy whipped a green bean at Dom.
Dom giggled and threw another french-fry at Billy, followed by another bean thrown by Billy and more flicks of water, until they were both laughing and throwing food at each other, Billy tried catching a thrown fry in his mouth. They both stopped and realized that the few other patrons and their waitress were all looking at them.
“Well here’s another restaurant we will never be allowed back into.”
“Bill, when in Gods name will we ever be back here again anyway?”
“True.” Billy said as he chucked a handful of beans at Dom.
Back on the road, this time with Dom driving, they were on the lookout for a motel. Some just looked too seedy, and they kept driving. Finally spotting a small motor lodge
just off the interstate. It even had a pub close enough to walk or stumble home from, perfect!
It was Billy’s turn to pay for the motel, so as he checked then in, Dom unloaded their bags from the car and met him in the lobby.
They each made their way down the long outdoor corridor to room 17; the interstate could be heard roaring in the distance. It was dark now and a flurry of insects buzzed around the bare light bulb that shown over their room number. Billy slid the key in and opened the door. It smelled a bit musty, but the room looked clean albeit in need of redecorating. The shag carpet had seen better days and the green and gold color scheme was if nothing else, amusing.
Dom plopped his bag down on one of the two double beds and went to explore the rest of the room, first checking the tiny loo, then turning on the telly and the air conditioner almost by reflex.
“Well, what first?” Dom asked as he watched Billy opened his suitcase and pull out a clean pair of boxers.
“I think a shower is in order and then I plan on getting completely pissed. You?”
“Sounds like a plan, mate!”
When Billy stepped out of the shower, he could not help but be overwhelmed by the smell of patchouli. Dom was burning incense and had several candles lit as well.
“Very romantic Dom, but where are the rose petals for my bed?”
“That’s for later, luv.” Dom joked back with an eyebrow raise and a wink “Just needed to change the ‘unique’ fragrance of this place to something… a bit more pleasant. My turn now, or you wont want to shag me smelling like I do.”
Billy whipped his towel off and snapped it at Dom’s ass as he went past him to the bathroom. Dom yelped and scurried into the still steamy bathroom.
“Shite, why does he do that?” Dom wondered as he stepped into the shower. “Well because he has no idea how much he turns you on, you git!” Dom answered himself. If he knew, he would probably wear a burka around you. Dom let the warm water cover his body. He reached for the shampoo, Billy’s shampoo, because he had forgotten to bring his in. As he lathered up, smelling Billy’s shampoo and remembering seeing Billy naked for a flash as he towel whipped him, he began to get hard. Like he always does whenever he allows his mind to think about Billy for more than a few moments. He rinsed under the shower and he began to wash his body, his slick, soapy hand soon found his already stiff erection. “Mmmmm, Billy.” Dom thought as he squeezed his eyes shut and began to lather himself. He slowly fisted his hard cock, “Yeahhhh.” Oops, he said that aloud, he must remember to keep quiet; Billy was just outside the door. “Yes, Billy… wonder if he is still naked? MMmmmm, I wonder what he would do if I just….mmmmm. Oh, god… Billy… fuck…Ohhhhh, yeahhh, fuck… nnggnnnnn, BILLY!”
Dom stepped out of the shower with a towel around his waist, to see Billy, fully dressed, sitting somewhat stiffly on the edge of the bed and looking at the TV. And not making eye contact with him.
“Umm, I’ll just be another few minutes, k?” “SHITE! Did he hear something? He couldn’t have! Was I fucking moaning too loud? Did I say his name out loud?” Dom pulled his jeans from his duffel and a t-shirt; he was feeling modest for some reason and stepped over to the sink counter and mirror to get dressed. Dom took his towel off and briskly rubbed his hair before letting it drop to the floor and step into his jeans, sans boxers. Dom glanced in the mirror at himself and noticed Billy sitting on the bed watching him with wide eyes. No, more like exploring his body with his eyes! Bloody Hell! Just then, Billy’s eyes locked with Dom’s and then he quickly looked away.
Author: Pippin's Penny
Pairing: Billy and Dommie
Rating: NC17
Summary: The boys take a road trip and discover,,, things
x-posted Billyboydboard, stardom and in my lj
Chapter 1
Dominic stared out the window; his legs had begun to fall asleep. It started in his feet and it climbed up his legs; it was up to his knees now. He had been squirming and twisting in his seat for over 4 hours.
“Daddy, are we there yet?”
*Billy shot Dom a dirty look.*
“Bills! Can’t we please stop for a while? My legs are asleep and I am hungry too!” Dom whined in his little boy voice.
“We have snacks in the car. Dom, remember that’s why we brought them so we don’t have to stop?”
“But I need a real meal! Besides my legs are asleep! If I don’t wake them up now they will be up all ni-ight!” Dom said almost singing the word ‘night’ like it was two words instead of one, and to imply there would be hell to pay in the middle of the night with Dom’s active legs keeping them both up.
“Well, we can’t have that now. Alright, we’ll pull over at the next stop.” Billy smiled at Dom, put his hand on Dom’s thigh, squeezed for a moment, and then just as quick, put it back on the wheel. Dom always got a rush whenever Billy touched him. He would even man-whore to get Billy to touch him. Pretending that he didn’t feel well, so Billy would invariably come close to feel his head, to pretend to hurt himself so Billy would again come close and examine his sore spot. Oh, he had many tricks to get Billy’s to touch him!
Billy eventually pulled into a small diner style restaurant off the interstate. It was a seat yourself place, perfect! They made their way to a booth by the window. They had been on this little road trip for 1 day, and still had four more days ahead, if they didn’t screw around too much.
“Well, we should go for a few more hours, and then find a motel. You can drive for the next lag, yeah?”
“Yeah, sure.” Dom tossed a french fry at Billy, hitting him square in the cheek.
“Knock it off. Dom.”
Dom dipped his hand in his glass of water and flicked water at Billy.
“DOM! Stop.” Billy whipped a green bean at Dom.
Dom giggled and threw another french-fry at Billy, followed by another bean thrown by Billy and more flicks of water, until they were both laughing and throwing food at each other, Billy tried catching a thrown fry in his mouth. They both stopped and realized that the few other patrons and their waitress were all looking at them.
“Well here’s another restaurant we will never be allowed back into.”
“Bill, when in Gods name will we ever be back here again anyway?”
“True.” Billy said as he chucked a handful of beans at Dom.
Back on the road, this time with Dom driving, they were on the lookout for a motel. Some just looked too seedy, and they kept driving. Finally spotting a small motor lodge
just off the interstate. It even had a pub close enough to walk or stumble home from, perfect!
It was Billy’s turn to pay for the motel, so as he checked then in, Dom unloaded their bags from the car and met him in the lobby.
They each made their way down the long outdoor corridor to room 17; the interstate could be heard roaring in the distance. It was dark now and a flurry of insects buzzed around the bare light bulb that shown over their room number. Billy slid the key in and opened the door. It smelled a bit musty, but the room looked clean albeit in need of redecorating. The shag carpet had seen better days and the green and gold color scheme was if nothing else, amusing.
Dom plopped his bag down on one of the two double beds and went to explore the rest of the room, first checking the tiny loo, then turning on the telly and the air conditioner almost by reflex.
“Well, what first?” Dom asked as he watched Billy opened his suitcase and pull out a clean pair of boxers.
“I think a shower is in order and then I plan on getting completely pissed. You?”
“Sounds like a plan, mate!”
When Billy stepped out of the shower, he could not help but be overwhelmed by the smell of patchouli. Dom was burning incense and had several candles lit as well.
“Very romantic Dom, but where are the rose petals for my bed?”
“That’s for later, luv.” Dom joked back with an eyebrow raise and a wink “Just needed to change the ‘unique’ fragrance of this place to something… a bit more pleasant. My turn now, or you wont want to shag me smelling like I do.”
Billy whipped his towel off and snapped it at Dom’s ass as he went past him to the bathroom. Dom yelped and scurried into the still steamy bathroom.
“Shite, why does he do that?” Dom wondered as he stepped into the shower. “Well because he has no idea how much he turns you on, you git!” Dom answered himself. If he knew, he would probably wear a burka around you. Dom let the warm water cover his body. He reached for the shampoo, Billy’s shampoo, because he had forgotten to bring his in. As he lathered up, smelling Billy’s shampoo and remembering seeing Billy naked for a flash as he towel whipped him, he began to get hard. Like he always does whenever he allows his mind to think about Billy for more than a few moments. He rinsed under the shower and he began to wash his body, his slick, soapy hand soon found his already stiff erection. “Mmmmm, Billy.” Dom thought as he squeezed his eyes shut and began to lather himself. He slowly fisted his hard cock, “Yeahhhh.” Oops, he said that aloud, he must remember to keep quiet; Billy was just outside the door. “Yes, Billy… wonder if he is still naked? MMmmmm, I wonder what he would do if I just….mmmmm. Oh, god… Billy… fuck…Ohhhhh, yeahhh, fuck… nnggnnnnn, BILLY!”
Dom stepped out of the shower with a towel around his waist, to see Billy, fully dressed, sitting somewhat stiffly on the edge of the bed and looking at the TV. And not making eye contact with him.
“Umm, I’ll just be another few minutes, k?” “SHITE! Did he hear something? He couldn’t have! Was I fucking moaning too loud? Did I say his name out loud?” Dom pulled his jeans from his duffel and a t-shirt; he was feeling modest for some reason and stepped over to the sink counter and mirror to get dressed. Dom took his towel off and briskly rubbed his hair before letting it drop to the floor and step into his jeans, sans boxers. Dom glanced in the mirror at himself and noticed Billy sitting on the bed watching him with wide eyes. No, more like exploring his body with his eyes! Bloody Hell! Just then, Billy’s eyes locked with Dom’s and then he quickly looked away.
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