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wbearsmom.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Feb. 19th, 2005 12:13 am)Title: Helping Hands
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Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: This chapter hard R to NC-17
Disclaimer: Other than the fact that there are people named Dom, Billy and Viggo, nothing in this story is true.
Feedback: Please - comments and constructive criticism always welcome.
A/N: Beta by 3 co-workers of mine (Sue, Tena and AnnMarie) Sorry for the wait for this last chapter - being a tax processor in the middle of tax season and getting the flu are not conductive to finishing and posting fics..
A/N 2: Thanks for all of your comments and encouragement so far
Chapter: 5 of 5
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Billy was sitting in the dark, on the floor in front of his couch, staring at nothing in particular. There was a half empty bottle of scotch beside him, and a glass in his hands. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he was unaware of his surroundings, and was quite startled when the other man sat down next to him.
“Viggo?! What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“Your front door was unlocked.” Viggo studied Billy’s face. Despite the darkness of the room he could see that Billy had been crying. “Are you alright?” Billy looked down at the empty glass in his hands. Viggo pulled him into a hug. “Billy - I saw what happened. Talk to me.”
Billy closed his eyes, willing himself not to cry again. “I am an idiot. A complete, utter, stupid fuck of an idiot.”
“No you’re not.”
“Viggo - you just said you saw what happened. I kissed my best friend, and not in a best friend kind of way. Dom’s probably so disgusted with me that he’ll never speak to me again.”
“C’mon Billy - you know that’s not true.” Billy snorted as Viggo continued. “That’s just the alcohol talking.” He moved the bottle out of Billy’s reach. “Besides, you two are always kidding around like that.”
“Did it look like I was kidding around?” Billy asked, sarcastically.
“Well - - - no,” conceded Viggo. “So why did you kiss him?” he asked, after a pause.
“I don’t know” Billy answered.
“Yes you do. And it’s probably for the same reason that you are sitting on the floor, in the dark, going through a bottle of scotch like it’s water.” Viggo pulled Billy into a tighter embrace. “Tell me. Talk it out.”
Billy closed his eyes and absorbed Viggo’s caring hug. He began to speak, haltingly, trying to put his whirlwind of thoughts and emotions into coherent sentences. “It - - - I’ve had this connection with Dom - - - since the moment we met. I mean - - - instant friendship - - - but more. Y’know, you and Seanie and Lij - - - we’re all such good friends - - - but not like with Dommie. Couldn’t figure out the difference until - - -
“When I was hurt - - - it was the night he helped me take a bath - - - he was washing me - - - and his hands - - - I wanted - - - it felt so good - - - when I went to bed that night - - - I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands - - - touching me, holding me, stroking me - - - and I - - - I was so hard - - - I got off thinking about Dom’s hands and mouth on me - - - couldn’t believe I was fantasizing about my best mate doing those things to me - - - how I wanted it to be real - - - it scared me - - - told myself it was only because of the bath - - - it would go away in the morning - - - but it didn’t.”
“Is that why you were so upset when Lij and Orli were ribbing you?” Viggo asked, encouraging Billy to continue.
“Yeah. Y’know - - - I was - - - every time Dom touched me that day - - - I felt like a girl with a crush - - - tried to ignore my feelings all day - - - told myself it was wrong and to not let on to Dom - - - what he was doing to me - - - and those two idiots - - - they didn’t know - - - they were just making fun - - - but I was so tense from denying my - - -” Billy stopped. There was a lump in his throat. Viggo held him, stroking his hair until he could talk again.
“I thought everything would go back to normal when I could use my hands again. Dom wouldn’t be around so much and whatever was going around in my head would stop. But it actually got worse. It’s like my - - - dick - - - took over. My fantasies got more - - - intense - - - because Dom wasn’t just in the next room and I could - - - let go - - - scream - - - because he couldn’t hear me.
“But it wasn’t just - - - sexual - - - things - - - I was feeling. It’s - - - when I’m near him - - - I just - - - I want to - - - I think I’m in love with him.”
Billy was surprised to hear himself say that out loud. “I’m in love with him,” he repeated softly. He looked at the man sitting next to him. “My God, Viggo, I’m in love with Dom! I can’t - - - this is bad. He’s my best friend. He’s - - - male. I’m straight. He’s straight. This - - - I - - - Oh, God, he’s really going to hate me if he finds out - - -” Billy burst into tears and buried his face in Viggo’s chest.
*****
Dom stepped out from his hiding place in the shadows and approached the men sitting on the floor. He lowered himself, sitting on the other side of Billy. He slid his arms around his sobbing friend, and eased Billy out of Viggo’s embrace and into his own.
“Dom?! How -” Billy gasped in shock.
“I came in with Viggo,” Dom said.
“Shite,” Billy covered his face with his hands. He didn’t want to look at Dom. He was afraid of what he would see, afraid of how his friend would react to what he had heard. He was certain that Dom would be looking at him with disgust.
But Dom had other ideas. He pushed Billy’s hands out of the way and held Billy’s head so he could turn it and look into Billy’s eyes. “Billy . . .” He trailed off as he saw the range of emotions run across Billy’s face. The love, hope and fear nearly overwhelmed him and he lost the words he wanted to say. He brushed his thumbs across Billy’s cheeks to wipe the tears away, then leaned in and placed a soft, gentle kiss on Billy’s lips.
He pulled back so he could see Billy’s eyes again. “I love you, too,” he said.
Billy stared intently at Dom, trying to gauge if he was serious. But the emotion that was radiating from Dom was so intense it left no doubt in Billy’s mind that Dom truly did return his feelings.
Dom leaned in again for another tentative kiss. He felt Billy’s mouth open under his, and he slid his tongue past the opening. Billy groaned and wrapped his arms around Dom, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.
*****
Viggo smiled as he watched them. ‘I guess that’s my cue to get out of here.’ He stood and made his way out of the house, locking the front door as he went. He had a feeling that the two men would not like to be disturbed that night.
*****
Dom eased Billy down onto the floor, keeping their lips in constant contact. He slid his hands under Billy’s shirt, combing his fingers through Billy’s soft chest hair. Billy moaned at the touch, his own hands roaming through Dom’s hair and over his shoulders and back. Dom broke the kiss, hungry for more contact. He quickly removed Billy’s shirt, followed by his own. The sensation of their bare chests touching caused both men to gasp.
Dom kissed his way along Billy’s jaw up to the ear, where he nibbled on the lobe for a bit. Then he kissed and licked his way down Billy’s neck, stopping to give a small bite at the pulse point, which was throbbing madly. The sound of pleasure that Billy made encouraged Dom to continue.
He began to explore Billy’s chest with his mouth, circling around a nipple with his tongue before gently sucking on the hard nub. Billy let out an “aah . . .” which caused Dom to smile as the sound came out with a Scottish lilt to it. Dom then moved over and gave the other nipple the same treatment.
Dom continued his exploration, moving down, licking the line of each rib before poking his tongue into Billy’s belly button. Billy squeaked and bucked his hips. Dom made a mental note that this was an especially sensitive spot for Billy, and proceeded to nibble and lick at the indent until Billy was nearly incoherent with the sensation.
Moving farther down, Dom encountered the waistband of Billy’s pants. He hesitated for a moment, breathing in the scent of Billy’s arousal through the denim, unsure if he should continue. A ragged “Dom” caused him to look up. Green eyes dark with desire looked back at him, and he opened his mouth as if to speak. Another breathy “Dom” and he was lost. He swiftly undid the fastenings, and slid pants and boxers off with a practiced ease.
He gaped at the sight before him. Billy was stretched out on the floor, arms above his head, looking at Dom with an almost pleading expression on his face. His legs were spread, one on either side of Dom, and his thick cock was standing proud, leaking pre-cum from the tip. Dom’s pants became unbearably tight, and he quickly shed them, freeing his own straining erection.
Dom leaned back down and trailed kisses and licks from Billy’s hipbone down his inner thigh to his knee, then moved to the other leg and worked his way back up again. He placed a small kiss at the base of Billy’s cock, then tentatively ran a finger up the underside, from the base to the tip. His fingertip came away wet from the juices weeping out of the slit, and Dom put it into his mouth, eager to taste for real what he had tasted in his mind for weeks.
Billy moaned at the sight of Dom sucking his finger. “Oh god, Dom - touch me - please - touch me . . .” Dom happily complied, wrapping his fingers around Billy and giving a slow stroke up the shaft. Billy moaned again as Dom stroked a few more times, then nearly screamed as Dom lowered his head and engulfed the tip of his cock in the wet heat of that beautiful mouth.
Dom swirled his tongue around the head of Billy’s cock a few times, getting a deeper taste of the pre-cum, the salty tang taking over his entire mouth. He set up a rhythm of stroking and sucking, drawing on his knowledge of what he liked in a blow job to please Billy and, judging by the sounds Billy was making, he was doing a good job. But he wanted to do even more.
He lifted his mouth from Billy’s cock just long enough to wet a finger, then lowered his head again. He slid the moistened finger along the area behind Billy’s sack, then further back until he found Billy’s tight, puckered entrance. He circled it a few times, and pushed the tip of his finger into the opening. Billy’s breath hitched at the intrusion, and Dom waited for him to relax again. After a few moments, Dom slowly eased his finger all the way inside. After letting Billy adjust again, he began to thrust his finger in and out, matching the rhythm of his mouth and hand on Billy’s cock.
Billy’s body was awash with pleasure. His fantasies could not even compare to the reality of being sucked and fucked by Dom. He felt his climax building, and the words began to spill uncontrollably from his mouth.
“Oh yes! Dom! So good, oh, feels so good. Don’t stop Dommie. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come! Ungh - gonna come - coming - coming - - - DOM - - IN - -IC!!!” Billy shouted as he came, and he arched up, hands grabbing at the carpet, shooting what felt like a never ending load into Dom’s mouth.
The sight, sound and taste of Billy’s orgasm was so erotic to Dom that it pushed him towards his own peak. He straightened up, grabbed his own cock and with two quick jerks he found himself spurting his seed all over Billy’s chest and stomach, crying “Billy!!!” as he came. He moved up until he was laying on top of Billy, and captured Billy’s mouth with his. They embraced each other tightly, riding out the aftershocks of their lovemaking.
*****
Some long minutes later their breathing and heart rates had returned to normal. Dom slid off to the side of Billy and, propping his head up with his hand, looked into Billy’s eyes. “Wow,” he said.
“Yeah,” Billy said back.
“You okay?”
“Incredible. You?”
“Fantastic.”
The two men smiled at each other, then Billy lifted his head and looked down at himself. “Ugh,” he said as he saw that he was covered with sweat and cum. “I could go for a bath about now.” He got to his feet and gazed down at Dom, who was still lying on the floor.
“Need a hand?” Dom said.
They looked at each other again, and suddenly both burst out laughing. “I think that’s what got us into this mess in the first place,” Billy chortled. He reached down and helped Dom get to his feet and, still laughing and holding hands, the two headed for the bathroom.
Author:
wbearsmomPairing: BB/DM
Rating: This chapter hard R to NC-17
Disclaimer: Other than the fact that there are people named Dom, Billy and Viggo, nothing in this story is true.
Feedback: Please - comments and constructive criticism always welcome.
A/N: Beta by 3 co-workers of mine (Sue, Tena and AnnMarie) Sorry for the wait for this last chapter - being a tax processor in the middle of tax season and getting the flu are not conductive to finishing and posting fics..
A/N 2: Thanks for all of your comments and encouragement so far
Chapter: 5 of 5
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Billy was sitting in the dark, on the floor in front of his couch, staring at nothing in particular. There was a half empty bottle of scotch beside him, and a glass in his hands. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he was unaware of his surroundings, and was quite startled when the other man sat down next to him.
“Viggo?! What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“Your front door was unlocked.” Viggo studied Billy’s face. Despite the darkness of the room he could see that Billy had been crying. “Are you alright?” Billy looked down at the empty glass in his hands. Viggo pulled him into a hug. “Billy - I saw what happened. Talk to me.”
Billy closed his eyes, willing himself not to cry again. “I am an idiot. A complete, utter, stupid fuck of an idiot.”
“No you’re not.”
“Viggo - you just said you saw what happened. I kissed my best friend, and not in a best friend kind of way. Dom’s probably so disgusted with me that he’ll never speak to me again.”
“C’mon Billy - you know that’s not true.” Billy snorted as Viggo continued. “That’s just the alcohol talking.” He moved the bottle out of Billy’s reach. “Besides, you two are always kidding around like that.”
“Did it look like I was kidding around?” Billy asked, sarcastically.
“Well - - - no,” conceded Viggo. “So why did you kiss him?” he asked, after a pause.
“I don’t know” Billy answered.
“Yes you do. And it’s probably for the same reason that you are sitting on the floor, in the dark, going through a bottle of scotch like it’s water.” Viggo pulled Billy into a tighter embrace. “Tell me. Talk it out.”
Billy closed his eyes and absorbed Viggo’s caring hug. He began to speak, haltingly, trying to put his whirlwind of thoughts and emotions into coherent sentences. “It - - - I’ve had this connection with Dom - - - since the moment we met. I mean - - - instant friendship - - - but more. Y’know, you and Seanie and Lij - - - we’re all such good friends - - - but not like with Dommie. Couldn’t figure out the difference until - - -
“When I was hurt - - - it was the night he helped me take a bath - - - he was washing me - - - and his hands - - - I wanted - - - it felt so good - - - when I went to bed that night - - - I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands - - - touching me, holding me, stroking me - - - and I - - - I was so hard - - - I got off thinking about Dom’s hands and mouth on me - - - couldn’t believe I was fantasizing about my best mate doing those things to me - - - how I wanted it to be real - - - it scared me - - - told myself it was only because of the bath - - - it would go away in the morning - - - but it didn’t.”
“Is that why you were so upset when Lij and Orli were ribbing you?” Viggo asked, encouraging Billy to continue.
“Yeah. Y’know - - - I was - - - every time Dom touched me that day - - - I felt like a girl with a crush - - - tried to ignore my feelings all day - - - told myself it was wrong and to not let on to Dom - - - what he was doing to me - - - and those two idiots - - - they didn’t know - - - they were just making fun - - - but I was so tense from denying my - - -” Billy stopped. There was a lump in his throat. Viggo held him, stroking his hair until he could talk again.
“I thought everything would go back to normal when I could use my hands again. Dom wouldn’t be around so much and whatever was going around in my head would stop. But it actually got worse. It’s like my - - - dick - - - took over. My fantasies got more - - - intense - - - because Dom wasn’t just in the next room and I could - - - let go - - - scream - - - because he couldn’t hear me.
“But it wasn’t just - - - sexual - - - things - - - I was feeling. It’s - - - when I’m near him - - - I just - - - I want to - - - I think I’m in love with him.”
Billy was surprised to hear himself say that out loud. “I’m in love with him,” he repeated softly. He looked at the man sitting next to him. “My God, Viggo, I’m in love with Dom! I can’t - - - this is bad. He’s my best friend. He’s - - - male. I’m straight. He’s straight. This - - - I - - - Oh, God, he’s really going to hate me if he finds out - - -” Billy burst into tears and buried his face in Viggo’s chest.
*****
Dom stepped out from his hiding place in the shadows and approached the men sitting on the floor. He lowered himself, sitting on the other side of Billy. He slid his arms around his sobbing friend, and eased Billy out of Viggo’s embrace and into his own.
“Dom?! How -” Billy gasped in shock.
“I came in with Viggo,” Dom said.
“Shite,” Billy covered his face with his hands. He didn’t want to look at Dom. He was afraid of what he would see, afraid of how his friend would react to what he had heard. He was certain that Dom would be looking at him with disgust.
But Dom had other ideas. He pushed Billy’s hands out of the way and held Billy’s head so he could turn it and look into Billy’s eyes. “Billy . . .” He trailed off as he saw the range of emotions run across Billy’s face. The love, hope and fear nearly overwhelmed him and he lost the words he wanted to say. He brushed his thumbs across Billy’s cheeks to wipe the tears away, then leaned in and placed a soft, gentle kiss on Billy’s lips.
He pulled back so he could see Billy’s eyes again. “I love you, too,” he said.
Billy stared intently at Dom, trying to gauge if he was serious. But the emotion that was radiating from Dom was so intense it left no doubt in Billy’s mind that Dom truly did return his feelings.
Dom leaned in again for another tentative kiss. He felt Billy’s mouth open under his, and he slid his tongue past the opening. Billy groaned and wrapped his arms around Dom, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.
*****
Viggo smiled as he watched them. ‘I guess that’s my cue to get out of here.’ He stood and made his way out of the house, locking the front door as he went. He had a feeling that the two men would not like to be disturbed that night.
*****
Dom eased Billy down onto the floor, keeping their lips in constant contact. He slid his hands under Billy’s shirt, combing his fingers through Billy’s soft chest hair. Billy moaned at the touch, his own hands roaming through Dom’s hair and over his shoulders and back. Dom broke the kiss, hungry for more contact. He quickly removed Billy’s shirt, followed by his own. The sensation of their bare chests touching caused both men to gasp.
Dom kissed his way along Billy’s jaw up to the ear, where he nibbled on the lobe for a bit. Then he kissed and licked his way down Billy’s neck, stopping to give a small bite at the pulse point, which was throbbing madly. The sound of pleasure that Billy made encouraged Dom to continue.
He began to explore Billy’s chest with his mouth, circling around a nipple with his tongue before gently sucking on the hard nub. Billy let out an “aah . . .” which caused Dom to smile as the sound came out with a Scottish lilt to it. Dom then moved over and gave the other nipple the same treatment.
Dom continued his exploration, moving down, licking the line of each rib before poking his tongue into Billy’s belly button. Billy squeaked and bucked his hips. Dom made a mental note that this was an especially sensitive spot for Billy, and proceeded to nibble and lick at the indent until Billy was nearly incoherent with the sensation.
Moving farther down, Dom encountered the waistband of Billy’s pants. He hesitated for a moment, breathing in the scent of Billy’s arousal through the denim, unsure if he should continue. A ragged “Dom” caused him to look up. Green eyes dark with desire looked back at him, and he opened his mouth as if to speak. Another breathy “Dom” and he was lost. He swiftly undid the fastenings, and slid pants and boxers off with a practiced ease.
He gaped at the sight before him. Billy was stretched out on the floor, arms above his head, looking at Dom with an almost pleading expression on his face. His legs were spread, one on either side of Dom, and his thick cock was standing proud, leaking pre-cum from the tip. Dom’s pants became unbearably tight, and he quickly shed them, freeing his own straining erection.
Dom leaned back down and trailed kisses and licks from Billy’s hipbone down his inner thigh to his knee, then moved to the other leg and worked his way back up again. He placed a small kiss at the base of Billy’s cock, then tentatively ran a finger up the underside, from the base to the tip. His fingertip came away wet from the juices weeping out of the slit, and Dom put it into his mouth, eager to taste for real what he had tasted in his mind for weeks.
Billy moaned at the sight of Dom sucking his finger. “Oh god, Dom - touch me - please - touch me . . .” Dom happily complied, wrapping his fingers around Billy and giving a slow stroke up the shaft. Billy moaned again as Dom stroked a few more times, then nearly screamed as Dom lowered his head and engulfed the tip of his cock in the wet heat of that beautiful mouth.
Dom swirled his tongue around the head of Billy’s cock a few times, getting a deeper taste of the pre-cum, the salty tang taking over his entire mouth. He set up a rhythm of stroking and sucking, drawing on his knowledge of what he liked in a blow job to please Billy and, judging by the sounds Billy was making, he was doing a good job. But he wanted to do even more.
He lifted his mouth from Billy’s cock just long enough to wet a finger, then lowered his head again. He slid the moistened finger along the area behind Billy’s sack, then further back until he found Billy’s tight, puckered entrance. He circled it a few times, and pushed the tip of his finger into the opening. Billy’s breath hitched at the intrusion, and Dom waited for him to relax again. After a few moments, Dom slowly eased his finger all the way inside. After letting Billy adjust again, he began to thrust his finger in and out, matching the rhythm of his mouth and hand on Billy’s cock.
Billy’s body was awash with pleasure. His fantasies could not even compare to the reality of being sucked and fucked by Dom. He felt his climax building, and the words began to spill uncontrollably from his mouth.
“Oh yes! Dom! So good, oh, feels so good. Don’t stop Dommie. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come! Ungh - gonna come - coming - coming - - - DOM - - IN - -IC!!!” Billy shouted as he came, and he arched up, hands grabbing at the carpet, shooting what felt like a never ending load into Dom’s mouth.
The sight, sound and taste of Billy’s orgasm was so erotic to Dom that it pushed him towards his own peak. He straightened up, grabbed his own cock and with two quick jerks he found himself spurting his seed all over Billy’s chest and stomach, crying “Billy!!!” as he came. He moved up until he was laying on top of Billy, and captured Billy’s mouth with his. They embraced each other tightly, riding out the aftershocks of their lovemaking.
*****
Some long minutes later their breathing and heart rates had returned to normal. Dom slid off to the side of Billy and, propping his head up with his hand, looked into Billy’s eyes. “Wow,” he said.
“Yeah,” Billy said back.
“You okay?”
“Incredible. You?”
“Fantastic.”
The two men smiled at each other, then Billy lifted his head and looked down at himself. “Ugh,” he said as he saw that he was covered with sweat and cum. “I could go for a bath about now.” He got to his feet and gazed down at Dom, who was still lying on the floor.
“Need a hand?” Dom said.
They looked at each other again, and suddenly both burst out laughing. “I think that’s what got us into this mess in the first place,” Billy chortled. He reached down and helped Dom get to his feet and, still laughing and holding hands, the two headed for the bathroom.
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Love happy endings
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Learned my lesson here - next story isn't gonna be posted until it is completely done
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