This is a work of fiction. Battle of the Sexes is copyright MTV and Bunim-Murray Productions. I do not know Nick (Road Rules X-Treme) or Shane (Road Rules Campus Crawl), although I sure wish I did. Please don't read this if you are not 18 or older. And please e-mail me back if you want to see more of these hot guys!!
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Born and raised in a small Minnesota town, Nick had very conservative values. That made his homosexuality a difficult road to travel not only for his family and friends, but also himself. For a lanky, smoky-eyed, sensitive young hunk like Nick, settling down with the man of his dreams -- saving his body for a true committment -- flew in the face of the fuck-any-ass-that-moves attitude of many in the gay community. But Nick kept to his vow to stay celibate.
Until he met Shane.
Shane, the Southern-fried, sassy, seductive queerboy who always had some kind of quip yet also had a serious side which etched on his hard-partying face. Nick and Shane were the only 2 gay men on the latest season of MTV Battle of the Sexes, and although neither believed in hanging out solely becuase of sexual orientation, as the numbers whittled, and they realized one of them could be gone soon, they began to talk, and to dance. Shane, with those lush cocksucker lips and that lewd smile, was so drunk he could barely walk. Nick helped him back to his room. But on the way, Shane smashed him against the wall. Nick began to protest until Shane's puppy dog eyes quelled his anger. Shane didn't waste any time and smashed his mouth against Nick's thinner but still sexy mouth. Nick had kissed boys before but never one with as much intensity and passion as Shane. It was like Shane's entire body was in those lips.
While Nick sucked on the thick tongue ravaging his mouth, Shane began to grope Nick's trim chest while also pinching his own meaty pecs and nipples. The sight of Shane touching himself was so hot. Nick couldn't help creaming his jeans as the two men ground harder and faster together, a sense of urgency, a few that someone would walk in the hallway and shatter their privacy, their hunger, their companionship.
Shane groaned into Nick's mouth as his hands wound down into Nick's now-soaked boxers and jeans, tearing open the fly, admiring Nick's still-hard 8 inches. Such a beautiful veiny shaft. Shane turned and lowered his own jeans and grey boxer briefs, leaving Nick to gasp at the most flawless bubble butt he'd ever seen.
"Fuck me! Fuck my bitch ass!! I want you Nick, I need you! Fuck me right here!!!"
Nick groaned. He was harder than ever. What should he do?
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