Mexican Holiday with Ali
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
870
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0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Mexican Holiday with Ali
Mexican Holiday with Ali
“Alison is coming down tomorrow,” Billy smiled taking a swig from his beer.
“Has she been to good ole Mexico yet, Bill?” Dom asked watching as Billy’s Adams apple rose and fell with his swallow.
“No, she hasn’t. I hope she likes it here, it’s the only holiday I’m going to have for a while.” He turned his head to look at Dom. “Are you staying for the rest of the week? Or do you have to get back?”
“Why? Trying to get rid of me? I planned on staying for the week but if you want me to go so you can…”
“That’s not what I said you numptie. I was just wondern’ that’s all. Ali would love to spend time with you, you know that,” he gave Dom one of his classic Billy smiles and Dom caved, just like that.
“Yeah, alright. So long as I don’t have to hear any of that crazy hobbit sex, I’ll stay.” Dom grinned, giving Billy a wink.
“I don’t know if I can promise you that one. Ali has been away from me for close to a month… You like to listen to it anyway so shut your trap already.” Billy chuckled as he took another swig from his beer.
“I suppose I do, don’t I.” They exchanged a glance and then sat and watched the tide come in. They really did love the beaches in Mexico.
He and Ali did get along quite smashing; she was a lovely little thing. During the day they would all go out and shop the markets trying to find some new little trinket or clothing. Dom and Ali would give Billy fashion shows where ever they could, most of the time trying on the same outfits. Billy bought them both a hand made, very softly worn, dark brown leather sarong in some far off shoppe.
Other days Ali would sun bathe on the beach and watch them as they surfed. Now and then they would try to show off for her by doing some trick and fighting while trying to top the other, leaving her in fits of giggles on the beach.
Their nights were spent going to clubs or salsa restaurants, Dom and Ali were trying to teach Billy how to salsa. In turn Billy taught Dom the tango, much to Ali’s delight. They drank and laughed and outright enjoyed each other.
There was no problems, no glitches, no flaws, until the night Dom heard ‘the crazy hobbit sex’. It had been in jest that he said he’d like it. The walls to the flat were so thin that he swore he could hear every sigh that Ali made, every groan that Billy bit back, he could hear the contact that their skin was making, the creaking of the springs… and he couldn’t help that he was getting hard.
He closed his eyes, kicked off his sheet and ran his hand down his chest, contemplating, until he finally wrapped it around his cock. The moaning in the next room was getting louder, Billy was getting louder. His muffled groans were now moans, with Ali’s name mingled in here and there almost pleadingly.
And Dom listened. Shut out every other sound in the world but their moans and cries and his own breathing as he stoked himself. His tempo was accelerating fast, his hips rising off the bed to pump into his hand as their headboard began to hit the wall. And that is when it happened, that is when he heard it.
“Do you think Dommie would fuck you like this?” It was a growl coming from Ali and then there was a loud aching sob from Billy and it all went quiet.
Dom’s eyes went wide, hand still wrapped around his cock. Did she just? Was she? Billy wasn’t the one? Do you think Dommie would fuck you like this? And that sound that Billy had made… Dom was cumming before be could tighten his grip, biting his lip until it bled so he wouldn’t make a sound.
“Alison is coming down tomorrow,” Billy smiled taking a swig from his beer.
“Has she been to good ole Mexico yet, Bill?” Dom asked watching as Billy’s Adams apple rose and fell with his swallow.
“No, she hasn’t. I hope she likes it here, it’s the only holiday I’m going to have for a while.” He turned his head to look at Dom. “Are you staying for the rest of the week? Or do you have to get back?”
“Why? Trying to get rid of me? I planned on staying for the week but if you want me to go so you can…”
“That’s not what I said you numptie. I was just wondern’ that’s all. Ali would love to spend time with you, you know that,” he gave Dom one of his classic Billy smiles and Dom caved, just like that.
“Yeah, alright. So long as I don’t have to hear any of that crazy hobbit sex, I’ll stay.” Dom grinned, giving Billy a wink.
“I don’t know if I can promise you that one. Ali has been away from me for close to a month… You like to listen to it anyway so shut your trap already.” Billy chuckled as he took another swig from his beer.
“I suppose I do, don’t I.” They exchanged a glance and then sat and watched the tide come in. They really did love the beaches in Mexico.
He and Ali did get along quite smashing; she was a lovely little thing. During the day they would all go out and shop the markets trying to find some new little trinket or clothing. Dom and Ali would give Billy fashion shows where ever they could, most of the time trying on the same outfits. Billy bought them both a hand made, very softly worn, dark brown leather sarong in some far off shoppe.
Other days Ali would sun bathe on the beach and watch them as they surfed. Now and then they would try to show off for her by doing some trick and fighting while trying to top the other, leaving her in fits of giggles on the beach.
Their nights were spent going to clubs or salsa restaurants, Dom and Ali were trying to teach Billy how to salsa. In turn Billy taught Dom the tango, much to Ali’s delight. They drank and laughed and outright enjoyed each other.
There was no problems, no glitches, no flaws, until the night Dom heard ‘the crazy hobbit sex’. It had been in jest that he said he’d like it. The walls to the flat were so thin that he swore he could hear every sigh that Ali made, every groan that Billy bit back, he could hear the contact that their skin was making, the creaking of the springs… and he couldn’t help that he was getting hard.
He closed his eyes, kicked off his sheet and ran his hand down his chest, contemplating, until he finally wrapped it around his cock. The moaning in the next room was getting louder, Billy was getting louder. His muffled groans were now moans, with Ali’s name mingled in here and there almost pleadingly.
And Dom listened. Shut out every other sound in the world but their moans and cries and his own breathing as he stoked himself. His tempo was accelerating fast, his hips rising off the bed to pump into his hand as their headboard began to hit the wall. And that is when it happened, that is when he heard it.
“Do you think Dommie would fuck you like this?” It was a growl coming from Ali and then there was a loud aching sob from Billy and it all went quiet.
Dom’s eyes went wide, hand still wrapped around his cock. Did she just? Was she? Billy wasn’t the one? Do you think Dommie would fuck you like this? And that sound that Billy had made… Dom was cumming before be could tighten his grip, biting his lip until it bled so he wouldn’t make a sound.