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Fanfic: What-factor?  
29th-Nov-2014 09:23 pm
kevin/scotty fireworks
What factor?

By Marea67
About:
Kevin, Scotty
Rate: NC-17
Disclaimer: Written with love, not for money
Summary: Scotty gets Kevin distracted from watching a no-talent on a talent-show.

*****

“Seriously? They consider that a talent?” Kevin wonders as he watches a young man howl his way through a Whitney Houston song. “It that doesn’t bring back Whitney from the dead to bitch-slap the hell out of him, I don’t what will.” He takes another sip from his red wine.

“Well, I’m sure he must have some talent. They all loooooooove him so much…” Scotty points out the obvious.
“They’re either entirely tone-deaf or that boy is providing them with something else.” Kevin mumbles, but it’s loud enough for Scotty to hear him though.

“Can I guess?” Scotty raises an eyebrow. “Because I don’t know about you, but my gaydar is going insane.”
“I was hoping that my gaydar was off. Seriously, the guy is so obviously gay that it’s completely pointless to remain in the closet, like he tries to do.”

“Well, he does love the only female judge.” Scotty points out.
“For her glittery handbag, no doubt.”
“Sometimes you really suck…” Scotty shakes his head with a smile.
“You’ve never complained about my sucking before…”

Scotty is tempted to point out that that was not what he had meant, but then he sees the teasing grin on Kevin’s face.
“Did you ever? With me? I can’t remember… Maybe that’s because you haven’t done in a while.” Scotty dares Kevin to answer this.

“Is that an invitation to dance…?”
“We’re watching 'The X-factor', not ‘Do you think you can dance’.” Scotty points out the obvious, but he gets pushed on the couch and with a quick move Kevin exposes the half-hard cock. His fingers gently caress Scotty and Scotty pushes up his body.

“Seems to me like you’re already pretty good at belly-dancing.” Kevin jokes. Scotty can’t think of a quick reply, not with Kevin’s tongue sliding along his cock. “Maybe I should do some pole-dancing instead..?” Kevin thinks out loud, his fingers playfully twirl around Scotty’s cock and caress the Scott’s belly.

“I hate you so much.” Scotty grabs Kevin’s hand and forces it back on his cock, although not much force needs to be applied. Kevin laughs and slowly bends forward again, but Scotty’s hand slips behind Kevin’s head and pushes it down faster. “Do it!” He begs sweetly and Kevin can’t say no to him.

His lips part and Scotty lets out a sigh. The warm, wet mouth takes over and quickly makes him harder than he already was. He starts to push up towards Kevin’s lips. He tries to control his desire to take Kevin’s head and just simply fuck that delicious mouth until he comes.

But soon there’s the moment he can’t take it anymore. He pushes down Kevin’s head, demands more and he shoves himself deeper into that throat. It brings him closer to the point where he will lose all control. He lets go of Kevin’s head, but Kevin takes over, taking Scotty in even deeper.

Something just snaps in Scotty. With a load moan he comes and he can feel Kevin swallow as much as he can. Scotty trembles under Kevin’s touches as Kevin draws out everything to the last drop, until, exhausted, he falls back on the cushions of the couch. He’s out of breath.

“That was amazing…” Scotty sighs. “This jury has decided that you can move on to the next round…. As soon as I know what that is…” Scotty laughs. Kevin turns off the tv.

“But that is my favorite. It's where I get my judge into my bed and fuck him right through it…” Kevin grins. Slowly a smile spreads over Scotty’s face. He likes the sound of that round.

THE END

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