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pippins-penny.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Dec. 21st, 2004 08:35 pm)Title: Fascinations and Needs
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: NC17 I like it raunchy
Pairing: Billy/Viggo Billy/Dom
Summary: Billy and Viggo explore their feelings and Dom is quite put off
Disclaimer: No, I don’t know them or make any money from this… but you can always send money, wink, wink! Another one of my silly stories.
Part 1 of 11 or so….
I’m my own grandpa and beta… be kind
Part 1
Billy was alone with Viggo. Viggo had invited all of them over to drink in his cuntabago yet again. It had become one of the guy’s favorite hangouts. Elijah, Dom, Orli, and the Seans had already drunk themselves into bumbling sots and wandered off to their own trailers. Billy had just opened a full bottle and decided to finish it before leaving.
Billy had been fascinated with Viggo from the start. He was older and wiser than he was, and seemed so worldly. Viggo seemed to live and love his easy bohemian lifestyle. His paintings, poems, and photography were well known and respected at the set. And he really did seem to take on the roll as Aragorn, the ranger, perfectly. His brilliant attention to detail, his soulful quality, as well as coming into the role late, so damn effortlessly, and flawlessly was staggering. He was a bit of an enigma as well. He even amazed his sword fighting coach, Bob Anderson; he claimed Viggo was one of the best he had ever worked with.
Orlando had noted that Viggo could surpass him physically, whether running, riding, or fighting, and Viggo was almost twice his age! All of this did not fail to capture Billy’s attention. Viggo was a like having a living legend around.
Now they were alone, and Viggo did not seem to mind at all. He had been unusually talkative and silly today. After the rest had left, Viggo came over with another beer for Billy and himself and sat next to him on the sofa. Viggo was playing some odd spacey music on his stereo, Billy had never heard of it before and it was mesmerizing him.
Billy began to get sleepy, as Viggo’s soft voice telling stories, soothed him into further relaxation. Billy sank back into the soft sofa with a smile as Viggo slipped the half-empty beer bottle from Billy’s hand.
“Had a bit too much to drink, little hobbit?” Viggo laughed.
“Hard to believe, but, aye, I think I did.” Billy mumbled sleepily. His head feeling thick and heavy. His eyes were now tiny squinty slits. His entire body feeling far too heavy to move on its own.
“MMmmmmm, I think I did as well!” Viggo murmured as he slouched back onto the
sofa and shut his eyes. He soon heard Billy’s slow steady breathing as he dropped off to sleep. The last thing Viggo remembered with a smile, was Billy head leaning on his shoulder.
Viggo woke up a several hours later, the sun was beginning to shine through the slates of the mini blinds, he was still slouched on the sofa, he rubbed his eyes and then realized that Billy was still sleeping, he was on his side with his head now on Viggo’s lap. Viggo had waked with his usual morning arousal. His arm was around his Billy’s waist, his hand dangling over Billy’s crotch. Viggo sat still for a moment, trying to remember what happened, where he was and what time and day it was. Billy began to stir as well. He rubbed his head in Viggo groin as he slowly awoke. Viggo stiffened his back and he had to bite his lip to stifle a moan at the deep and surprising rub his erection was receiving from Billy’s head.
Just then, realizing where his face was, Billy sat up quickly, grabbed his head and moaned. Viggo sat up and tried to will his erection back to normalcy. However, it was too late, Billy’s eyes dropped to where his head had just been lying. His eyes widened, and he quickly looked away.
“Viggoh, I, I am sorry. I guess I fell asleep. You should have waked me up.” Billy was mortified! First, he had been thinking excessively about Viggo, almost obsessing over him and now he falls asleep in his crotch? “Damn, are those drool spots? Or was Viggo… No, either way, NO! Stop looking at Viggo’s… erection? Viggo is… no, STOP it!”
“Oh, hey, don’t worry Billy. I just woke up too. I guess we both had a bit too much to drink last night, eh? What time is it?” He already knew it was morning, but it seemed to shift the conversation back to a more comfortable level.
“Ohh, I feel like shite.” Billy said rubbing his face and feeling more uncomfortable than he had felt in years. Not since he walked in on his grandmother stepping out of the bath had he felt this awful! “Gotta piss.” Billy mumbled as he walked off towards the tiny loo.
“Umm, you want some tea or… coffee or…. Anything?” Viggo offered.
‘NO! No… thanks, Ummm, I should, uhh, go.” Billy called as he shut the bathroom door.
Billy did not want to leave the bathroom and face Viggo once again. He wished Scotty could beam him to his own trailer and spare him the embarrassment of facing Viggo again. He looked at himself in the mirror, through the many pictures that Viggo had plastered on there, just as he did his mirror in his make up trailer as well. He left only a small opening, probably just enough to shave with, Billy thought. Seeing the pictures was bringing a flood of memories back to him. Remembering all the shoots they had, the jokes they shared. Billy smiled at the shot of himself in the dressing room; Viggo had snuck in and caught him mid Pippin! He was always doing that. Viggo liked shots were his models were caught just being themselves. He was never without that camera!
“SHITE! How long have I been in here spacing out thinking about Viggoh again?” Billy thought in a panic! “He is going to wonder what the fuck I am doing in here so long! He probably thinks I’m wanking off!” He pissed, washed his hands and face, then took a deep breath, reluctantly opened the tiny door, and walked out to Viggo’s kitchenette. Viggo was sitting down at the table with a cup of tea for himself and he held up another for Billy.
“Here, sit, have a cup.”
Billy reluctantly sat down at the small table across from Viggo; Viggo slid the cup of tea over to him and smiled. Viggo’s hair was long and hung in his face, Billy thought, the messy bed head look suited Viggo. However, his blue eyes were piercing. Billy felt himself shake as he gripped the cup. His only thought now was not spilling the tea!
Viggo sipped his tea, but kept his eyes fixed on Billy. Viggo was studying him. Wondering about him. Making him a nervous wreck! Billy sipped his tea, and peered at Viggo over the rim of the cup.
“Ohhh, that’s good! Thanks, Vig.” Billy said trying to sound normal.
Viggo groaned a response back. Still watching Billy with a slight grin. He was amused. Viggo did not have any problems dealing with his sexuality. He had been with both men and women. No one was more comfortable in his own skin than he was. However, he knew that Billy was strictly a heterosexual. Nevertheless, it did amuse him that he was so nervous and jumpy around him whenever they were alone. He meant to explore this pleasurable little situation. Billy did not know, but Viggo had been quite fascinated with Billy as well.
“OH SHITE! FUCK ME!” Billy suddenly screamed as he stood up dropping his cup in the table and brushing the front of his shirt frantically. Billy had spilled almost the entire cup of hot tea down his chest. Viggo jumped up and grabbed a small cloth from the sink, ran it under cool water and ran back to Billy who was quickly unbuttoning his shirt.
“Here, let me…” Viggo said as he put the cool wet cloth on Billy’s reddened chest.
“Let me see...” Viggo said quietly with a smile. Viggo bent down and looked at Billy’s chest closely, his hand lightly dabbing Billy’s chest with the cool cloth. His face just inches away from Billy’s nipple. His warm breath caused it to harden slightly. He longed to stick his tongue out and lick and suck it. Viggo knew he was pushing it. He wondered how far Billy would allow him to go. He was quite surprised that Billy just stood there and allowed him to continue to sooth him. “There, you ok now?”
Billy was never as comfortable as either Dom or Viggo in expressing open public affection. This was just Viggo being Viggo, nothing more, Billy told himself. However, he also did not want to appear rude to the man he was idolizing either.
“Um, thanks. It feels much better now. I, uh I should probably go… um, thanks… for the tea.” Billy said with a nervous laugh.
Without meaning to, his eyes dropped to Viggo’s crotch when he realized that he, himself, had become aroused. Viggo put his hands on his hips and thrust himself forward slightly to show Billy, that yes, Billy had aroused him as well.
Billy quickly turned his head, and began to button up his wet shirt. “Umm, thanks again Vig, I better go. Sorry for… uhh, just sorry!” Billy stammered as he made his way out Viggo’s door. As Billy walked away, he heard Viggo chuckling inside. He stuffed his hands in his pockets so he could squeeze his stiff cock, and made his way to his own trailer. Promising himself that he absolutely would not wank to that at home. But, he did anyway.
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: NC17 I like it raunchy
Pairing: Billy/Viggo Billy/Dom
Summary: Billy and Viggo explore their feelings and Dom is quite put off
Disclaimer: No, I don’t know them or make any money from this… but you can always send money, wink, wink! Another one of my silly stories.
Part 1 of 11 or so….
I’m my own grandpa and beta… be kind
Part 1
Billy was alone with Viggo. Viggo had invited all of them over to drink in his cuntabago yet again. It had become one of the guy’s favorite hangouts. Elijah, Dom, Orli, and the Seans had already drunk themselves into bumbling sots and wandered off to their own trailers. Billy had just opened a full bottle and decided to finish it before leaving.
Billy had been fascinated with Viggo from the start. He was older and wiser than he was, and seemed so worldly. Viggo seemed to live and love his easy bohemian lifestyle. His paintings, poems, and photography were well known and respected at the set. And he really did seem to take on the roll as Aragorn, the ranger, perfectly. His brilliant attention to detail, his soulful quality, as well as coming into the role late, so damn effortlessly, and flawlessly was staggering. He was a bit of an enigma as well. He even amazed his sword fighting coach, Bob Anderson; he claimed Viggo was one of the best he had ever worked with.
Orlando had noted that Viggo could surpass him physically, whether running, riding, or fighting, and Viggo was almost twice his age! All of this did not fail to capture Billy’s attention. Viggo was a like having a living legend around.
Now they were alone, and Viggo did not seem to mind at all. He had been unusually talkative and silly today. After the rest had left, Viggo came over with another beer for Billy and himself and sat next to him on the sofa. Viggo was playing some odd spacey music on his stereo, Billy had never heard of it before and it was mesmerizing him.
Billy began to get sleepy, as Viggo’s soft voice telling stories, soothed him into further relaxation. Billy sank back into the soft sofa with a smile as Viggo slipped the half-empty beer bottle from Billy’s hand.
“Had a bit too much to drink, little hobbit?” Viggo laughed.
“Hard to believe, but, aye, I think I did.” Billy mumbled sleepily. His head feeling thick and heavy. His eyes were now tiny squinty slits. His entire body feeling far too heavy to move on its own.
“MMmmmmm, I think I did as well!” Viggo murmured as he slouched back onto the
sofa and shut his eyes. He soon heard Billy’s slow steady breathing as he dropped off to sleep. The last thing Viggo remembered with a smile, was Billy head leaning on his shoulder.
Viggo woke up a several hours later, the sun was beginning to shine through the slates of the mini blinds, he was still slouched on the sofa, he rubbed his eyes and then realized that Billy was still sleeping, he was on his side with his head now on Viggo’s lap. Viggo had waked with his usual morning arousal. His arm was around his Billy’s waist, his hand dangling over Billy’s crotch. Viggo sat still for a moment, trying to remember what happened, where he was and what time and day it was. Billy began to stir as well. He rubbed his head in Viggo groin as he slowly awoke. Viggo stiffened his back and he had to bite his lip to stifle a moan at the deep and surprising rub his erection was receiving from Billy’s head.
Just then, realizing where his face was, Billy sat up quickly, grabbed his head and moaned. Viggo sat up and tried to will his erection back to normalcy. However, it was too late, Billy’s eyes dropped to where his head had just been lying. His eyes widened, and he quickly looked away.
“Viggoh, I, I am sorry. I guess I fell asleep. You should have waked me up.” Billy was mortified! First, he had been thinking excessively about Viggo, almost obsessing over him and now he falls asleep in his crotch? “Damn, are those drool spots? Or was Viggo… No, either way, NO! Stop looking at Viggo’s… erection? Viggo is… no, STOP it!”
“Oh, hey, don’t worry Billy. I just woke up too. I guess we both had a bit too much to drink last night, eh? What time is it?” He already knew it was morning, but it seemed to shift the conversation back to a more comfortable level.
“Ohh, I feel like shite.” Billy said rubbing his face and feeling more uncomfortable than he had felt in years. Not since he walked in on his grandmother stepping out of the bath had he felt this awful! “Gotta piss.” Billy mumbled as he walked off towards the tiny loo.
“Umm, you want some tea or… coffee or…. Anything?” Viggo offered.
‘NO! No… thanks, Ummm, I should, uhh, go.” Billy called as he shut the bathroom door.
Billy did not want to leave the bathroom and face Viggo once again. He wished Scotty could beam him to his own trailer and spare him the embarrassment of facing Viggo again. He looked at himself in the mirror, through the many pictures that Viggo had plastered on there, just as he did his mirror in his make up trailer as well. He left only a small opening, probably just enough to shave with, Billy thought. Seeing the pictures was bringing a flood of memories back to him. Remembering all the shoots they had, the jokes they shared. Billy smiled at the shot of himself in the dressing room; Viggo had snuck in and caught him mid Pippin! He was always doing that. Viggo liked shots were his models were caught just being themselves. He was never without that camera!
“SHITE! How long have I been in here spacing out thinking about Viggoh again?” Billy thought in a panic! “He is going to wonder what the fuck I am doing in here so long! He probably thinks I’m wanking off!” He pissed, washed his hands and face, then took a deep breath, reluctantly opened the tiny door, and walked out to Viggo’s kitchenette. Viggo was sitting down at the table with a cup of tea for himself and he held up another for Billy.
“Here, sit, have a cup.”
Billy reluctantly sat down at the small table across from Viggo; Viggo slid the cup of tea over to him and smiled. Viggo’s hair was long and hung in his face, Billy thought, the messy bed head look suited Viggo. However, his blue eyes were piercing. Billy felt himself shake as he gripped the cup. His only thought now was not spilling the tea!
Viggo sipped his tea, but kept his eyes fixed on Billy. Viggo was studying him. Wondering about him. Making him a nervous wreck! Billy sipped his tea, and peered at Viggo over the rim of the cup.
“Ohhh, that’s good! Thanks, Vig.” Billy said trying to sound normal.
Viggo groaned a response back. Still watching Billy with a slight grin. He was amused. Viggo did not have any problems dealing with his sexuality. He had been with both men and women. No one was more comfortable in his own skin than he was. However, he knew that Billy was strictly a heterosexual. Nevertheless, it did amuse him that he was so nervous and jumpy around him whenever they were alone. He meant to explore this pleasurable little situation. Billy did not know, but Viggo had been quite fascinated with Billy as well.
“OH SHITE! FUCK ME!” Billy suddenly screamed as he stood up dropping his cup in the table and brushing the front of his shirt frantically. Billy had spilled almost the entire cup of hot tea down his chest. Viggo jumped up and grabbed a small cloth from the sink, ran it under cool water and ran back to Billy who was quickly unbuttoning his shirt.
“Here, let me…” Viggo said as he put the cool wet cloth on Billy’s reddened chest.
“Let me see...” Viggo said quietly with a smile. Viggo bent down and looked at Billy’s chest closely, his hand lightly dabbing Billy’s chest with the cool cloth. His face just inches away from Billy’s nipple. His warm breath caused it to harden slightly. He longed to stick his tongue out and lick and suck it. Viggo knew he was pushing it. He wondered how far Billy would allow him to go. He was quite surprised that Billy just stood there and allowed him to continue to sooth him. “There, you ok now?”
Billy was never as comfortable as either Dom or Viggo in expressing open public affection. This was just Viggo being Viggo, nothing more, Billy told himself. However, he also did not want to appear rude to the man he was idolizing either.
“Um, thanks. It feels much better now. I, uh I should probably go… um, thanks… for the tea.” Billy said with a nervous laugh.
Without meaning to, his eyes dropped to Viggo’s crotch when he realized that he, himself, had become aroused. Viggo put his hands on his hips and thrust himself forward slightly to show Billy, that yes, Billy had aroused him as well.
Billy quickly turned his head, and began to button up his wet shirt. “Umm, thanks again Vig, I better go. Sorry for… uhh, just sorry!” Billy stammered as he made his way out Viggo’s door. As Billy walked away, he heard Viggo chuckling inside. He stuffed his hands in his pockets so he could squeeze his stiff cock, and made his way to his own trailer. Promising himself that he absolutely would not wank to that at home. But, he did anyway.
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I can't wait to see where this is going.
Wonderful! :)
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