Smut Shots

Title: Saturday Afternoon
Summary: It's a rainy, Saturday afternoon with no Bikky and Carol around. Dee finds a most pleasurable way to pass the time.

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Outside, the sky turned a dark with deep grey-hued clouds, and thunder rolled overhead. The world grew still for the impending storm, and people scurried to get inside before the rains hit.

Dee glanced up at the clouds then stubbed out his cigarette. Until the darkness of the storm started rolling in, the day had been beautiful. Sunshine warmed the porch, bees hummed along lazily, and the scent of lilacs filled the air, giving one the sense of a perfect summer, Saturday afternoon. With the restoration of the house complete, a project that had taken Dee and his partner over a year to accomplish, he and Ryo could spend some much needed time together.

At first, with the sunny weather, Dee had considered a drive to the ocean. Two years had passed since he and Ryo had done so, and Dee wanted to feel the sand between his toes. Now, with the storm moving in, the dark-haired detective knew a change of plans was in order.

A drop of rain splashed onto Dee's nose, indicating the clouds were unburdening their wet and heavy load. He wiped it off as he walked inside, bringing his ashtray with him. Inside, Ryo sat on the couch, reading the paper.

"So much for going to the beach," he commented lightly. The dark-eyed detective never bothered to look up. Dee shrugged.

"There's always tomorrow," he replied, sauntering over to his partner. Ryo nodded his agreement.

"Yes. There's always tomorrow."

"And we can take the house apes with us when they get back."

"That would be nice . . ."

Dee could not help but smirk as he drew closer to his partner. Already, the fires of passion burned in his blood, and Dee intended to pounce. Hopefully, since there had to be a change in plans, Ryo would not notice what Dee was up to until it was too late. Quiet as a mouse and as stealthy as a cat, Dee crept closer to his partner.

Once Ryo was within arm's length, Dee touched the older man's shoulders. The muscles felt tense, and Dee knew from past experience one of the best ways to really arouse Ryo was with a massage. Why that was, Dee could not say for certain. It was simply something he had discovered. Slowly, sensually, Dee started to rub his partner's shoulders.

The effect was exactly what Dee wanted. Ryo folded the newspaper and set it to one side. He leaned into Dee's touch, a soft, pleased moan emanating from him, and his eyes were closed.

"That feels good," he murmured. Dee chuckled.

"I know," he replied, his tone low. "I can make it feel even better, if you'd like."

Dark eyes opened, and Dee saw his partner considering what he offered. The dark-haired detective also noted Ryo really wanted to take him up on it, so he leaned in closer.

"The kids aren't here," he whispered. "They won't be back until tonight. We've got the whole day to ourselves. Since we can't go to the beach, why not make the best of it?"

"True," Ryo conceded. "We should . . ."

The older man pulled away and turned to face Dee. A warm yet teasing smile lit his features.

"You're insatiable," he said. Then he started for the stairs. Dee was right behind him.

"Only when it comes to you," Dee replied, giving Ryo's butt a playful slap. They reached their bedroom in less than a minute's time, Ryo's shirt coming off the second he stepped in. For Dee to give him a complete massage, the lack of shirt was a requirement. The dark-haired detective loved using massage oils on his partner. They not only handy for sex, but they gave Ryo a healthy sheen. He positively glowed in Dee's eyes.

As Ryo slid out of his shirt, Dee walked into their private bathroom. The massage oils were stored in a small cupboard next to the sink, and they served a double purpose as relaxation tools and lubricant. Dee kept a collection of various fragrances like sandalwood, rose, peach, and strawberry. All saw use, depending on his mood, and Dee felt like nibbling on his partner.

Selecting the strawberry-scented oil, he walked back into the bedroom and smiled. Ryo lay on his abdomen, stretched out. It was an indication of how badly he wanted this massage and how long it had been since Dee had given him one. Dee frowned a little, mostly in disappointment. Had he neglected his partner for too long?

Deciding now was the perfect time to remedy the problem, Dee slunk over to Ryo, a wicked grin on his face. Ryo watched him through one eye, and he was trying not to smile, if the twitching of his lips were any kind of a sign. Dee slid onto the bed, feeling very much a lion stalking a zebra. However, instead of pouncing on Ryo and kissing him breathless, Dee situated himself across his partner's posterior end, making sure he did not hurt the older man, and poured some of the strawberry-scented oil into his hand.

Outside, the rain beat against the window in a steady rhythm. The heavens had finally opened up, and they were now drenching the city in some much-needed moisture. Dee found himself relaxing as he listened to the rain and worked all of the knots out of his partner's back. He started at the base of Ryo's head and worked down his neck, his thumbs to find the pressure points and relieve them. Once he finished there, Dee's hands traveled along the expanse of Ryo's shoulders, using his hands to melt away the stress and tension building there. The entire time, Ryo's eyes were closed, and happy little sighs escaped him.

To Dee, it sounded like Ryo was purring, and the dark-haired man found the noises to be sexy and very stimulating. His cock hardened with each little sound and as his hands glided along Ryo's muscular back. His pants felt unbearably tight, but Dee knew he could wait. That moment was for Ryo and Ryo alone. The only thing that mattered was his partner's relaxation.

Finally, Dee reached the edge of Ryo's jeans. His partner's breathing was harsh and laboured, and his ass bucked under Dee's groin, painfully arousing him even more. Dee stretched out as Ryo parted his legs. Their lips met in an intimate kiss, and Dee proceeded to remove both of their pants.

Once both men were freed, Dee poured a little more oil onto his hands. He reached in front of Ryo and grasped his partner's weeping cock. At the same time, he slipped two fingers into the older man's entrance.

His fingers delved in deep, stretching the muscles and lubricating the entranceway while Dee stroked Ryo's cock. Guttural moans and harsh panting broke the stillness as their bodies rocked together. Then Dee removed his hand. Some of the oil remained so he gave his own length a quick rub down and positioned himself at the right penetration angle.

He brushed the engorged head of his cock against Ryo's anus, and he felt the older man shiver in delight. Then Dee pushed the head in, spearing his partner slowly. The muscles of Ryo's entrance constricted and tightened around his stiff member, suffocating it and causing it to swell and push against the muscle walls.

Instead of thrusting right away, Dee held his position, reveling in the feel of his partner wrapped around him in a most intimate manner. He also wanted Ryo to indicate he was ready for Dee to continue since the pleasure just was not about him. It was about Ryo, too.

A moment or so later, Ryo sent the signal, but not in a way Dee expected. With what seemed like a conscious effort on the older man's part, the muscles in Ryo's anus tightened further around Dee's cock, milking it. Dee gasped from the sensation and found himself gyrating into his partner. It had been an invitation on Ryo's part, an invitation to plunder the riches of his body, and Dee accepted it with gratitude. The bedsprings creaked as he pounded into Ryo, the older man meeting him thrust for thrust. They reached their climaxes together, Ryo's seed spilling onto the blankets and Dee's flooding his partner's channel.

Once it was over, both men lay still, Dee stretched out across Ryo's body. They were still panting, but their breathing was evening out slowly. A smile graced Ryo's lips.

"I love it when you do that," he murmured.

"Oh?" Dee raised an eyebrow at him, unable to resist smiling as well.

"Yeah," Ryo replied with a nod. "You always make me feel so damned good."

"Because that's what I want to do," Dee said. He nuzzled his partner's neck, giving it an occasional lick. "It's how you make me feel all the time."

"Hmmm . . ." Ryo closed his eyes, his face lit with happiness. "Maybe then you won't mind doing that again."

Dee could not help but chuckle. Already, his hands were moving, caressing flesh.

"And you call me insatiable!" he exclaimed. "What about you?"

"Only when it comes to you, Dee. Only when it comes to you."