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Law and Order: S & M Part three
Eliot Stabler pulled another beer from his refrigerator and slammed the door closed. He yanked the bottle top off with the twist of his wrist and glared at the official notice he'd gotten earlier in the day. A letter of intent of divorce from Kathy. He couldn't understand how she could throw away twenty years of marriage.
"Ah hell!" He lifted the bottle to his lips and proceeded to down the entire draught of amber liquid. "Fuck!" He smashed the bottle on the counter top in frustration.
Eliot went for another beer but the sound of his doorbell stopped him. He nearly ignored it but thought better of it. It might be Olivia coming to offer sympathy. Sympathy was last thing he needed.
Eliot walked to the door and yanked it open. "Yeah?"
Dt. Brian Cassidy sheepishly smiled at Eliot Stabler. "Hey Eliot," he greeted a bit awkwardly.
Cassidy and Stabler had hardly spoken since the fuck in the precinct locker room. Eliot had been too occupied by his case load as well as his disintegrating marriage and Brian.....Brian hadn't been able to forget about it despite his confusion and self doubt. After weeks of retrospective, Brian realized he wanted....needed to be fucked by Stabler again.
"Brian," Eliot grumbled inhospitably, "I'm really in no mind set for friendly visitors." Briefly a flash of Brian's tight ass came to mind and his cock stirred.
As Eliot moved to close the door Brian stepped further within the house.
"Listen Eliot," Brian explained. "Olivia told me about Kathy and I thought you might need...."
Eliot's lips sneered, "sympathy? Some one to feel sorry for me?"
"No," Brian shook his head. "I....I...just thought you might like a friend to....to chill with."
Eliot examined Cassidy's expression. Finally he shrugged and let him in. "What the hell." He began toward the kitchen. "I was just getting a beer. You care for one?" He asked over his shoulder as Brian followed him.
"Sure," Brian mumbled as his gaze surveyed Stabler, the man was wearing sweats that moulded his leg muscles beautifully, not to mention his hot ass. Brian unconsciously licked his lips. Stabler was wearing the usual wife beater with broad muscled arms exposed to Brian's hungry scrutiny, not to mention the hard muscular chest moulded by the cotton. Why hadn't he noticed how sexy Eliot was before. Now he wanted to worship the man's body.
Stabler opened the 'fridge' and bent to retrieve a bottle. The movement accentuated Stabler's muscular butt even more. Brian licked his lips again. He blushed when Eliot straightened and turned, beer in out stretched hand. Brian retrieved it with a smile.
"Thanks." He shuffled.
The two men were silent several minutes. Eliot closed his eyes a moment and rubbed his neck.
"Hey listen Eliot," Brian hedged, "I am really sorry about you and your wife."
Eliot opened his eyes and looked at Brian intently. Brian had opened his bottle of beer but had yet to take a drink. Was this a sympathy call after all, arranged by 'Liv'?
"I.....I heard about it all from Olivia." He gushed. "I'm really sorry dude."
Eliot nodded. "Yeah well...."
"If there's anything I can do...."
Eliot rubbed his neck again.
"You're pretty tense."
Eliot looked at him strangely. "Well wouldn't you be if your wife left you." His voice was terse. Then he gave Brian a weak grin. There was no reason to bite the kid's head off. "Yeah, I am."
"I could give you a massage." Brian offered abruptly.
Eliot lifted an eyebrow, but then shrugged. "Sure."
Brian stood frozen for a moment. He hadn't expected Eliot to give in so quickly.
"Want me to sit down," Eliot pressed.
"Um....yeah, I mean sure." Brian babbled. Christ he was nervous like a teenager on his first date.
Eliot moved to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair. Brian moved awkwardly around to the chair as Eliot sat down. Eliot dipped his head a bit and rubbed his temples. Brian looked at the tanned flesh of Eliot's broad shoulders. Carefully he reached out and touched them. Eliot's skin was warm. Brian trembled a bit as his cock stirred. He quickly began working his hands over Eliot's tense muscles.
"Mmmmm," Eliot purred, "that feels great."
Both men were silent as Brian continued loosening Eliot's shoulder and neck muscles with his gentle hands. Brian wanted to feel Eliot's hands on him.
Perhaps due to the buzz of the alcohol as well as the released tension, Eliot began to examine the reason for Brian's visit a bit more closely. They had never been the greatest friends. They were coworkers, sure, but now they worked in different departments. The only thing they really had.....was a hot fuck in the locker room at the station.
Eliot lifted his head a bit. "Bri', why are you really hear?"
Brian dropped his hands from Eliot's shoulders. It was the time to be bold. It was now or never.
Eliot waited for some response from Brian but none was forthcoming. "Brian?" Eliot looked over his shoulder. Brian had his pants around his ankles, he was leaning down against the kitchen counter, his bubble but poised and....
"I know that Kathy's away." Brian replied over his shoulder. "I know that.....well...I mean....I suppose you haven't had any.....sex lately and I thought that well...I....this," he twitched his bubbly butt, "might due."
Eliot's gaze burned into Brian's ass. Brian suffused. Color even flooded those upturned exposed cheeks. Eliot was turned on more than ever. He shifted his straining cock in his sweats and slowly stood.
Brian watched him nervously over his shoulder. He couldn't read Eliot's reaction. Had he made a mistake? Had he over stepped their relationship.
Eliot moved to Brian, gripped him by the waist and spun him around. His eyes narrowed. Brian paled. "You thought that since my wife left me I'd be eager to fuck your ass?" Brian swallowed nervously.
"Eliot..."
Eliot roughly gripped him at the waist and placed Brian up on the kitchen counter. Brian's ass was barely on the counter, poised on the edge. "You thought that boy pussy would be better than nothing," he uttered lowly as he pulled his hard cock free from his sweats. He pushed Brian back a bit, allowing his ass to upturn a bit more. "You want to ride my cock Bri'" Eliot hoarsely continued. "You want the cock that my own wife doesn't want anymore?" He breathed deeply. "Do you really want this cock?"
Brian slowly nodded his head.
Eliot expelled a breath, "not nearly as much as I need this," a hand moved up to cup one of Brian's butt cheeks, "fine tight ass."
"Fuck me Eliot." Brian half whispered, half begged. "Fuck me.....please."
Eliot nodded his head. He roughly pulled Brian's Butt closer, gripped his cock and......
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh," Brian groaned as Eliot thrust his hard cock into Brian's hungry hole. Eliot thrust deeper, Brian bucked back harder.
"Take my cock," Eliot snorted as he thrust savagely into Brian's still tight hole. Eliot was amazed at how tight, hot and wet it felt around his throbbing cock. "Take it!" His fingers were digging into the flesh of Brian's butt cheeks. Part of his lower back was rubbing chafely against the edge of the counter as Eliot pummeled his ass. Eliot's knees banged the counter loudly but neither man was aware of the discomfort, only pleasure flowed between them.
"Fuck me!" Brian grunted, moving roughly upon the counter. "Fuck my ass with that big cock!"
Eliot reached up around Brian and hauled him up until their chests were pressed together. Brian bounced on Eliot's massive cock as he continued to thrust savagely. Eliot's mind was filled with anger and passion. Fuck Kathy and her stretched out cunt. Fuck the bitch who wanted a divorce and didn't want him any more. Fuck the happy stable family life he thought he had. The hot little number in his arms wanted him and that was all that mattered at the moment. Eliot lowered his head and bit the flesh at Brian's collar.
Brian winced at the bite but didn't care. Eliot was hurt and angry, he needed to release his frustration and if he had to do it on him, well then so be it, as long as Stabler continued to fuck him the way he was.
Eliot growled and lifted Brian up completely in his arms, still impaling that beautiful butt with his cock. He squeezed and molded Brian's cheeks in his hands. Brian bounced and clenched his butt muscles around Eliot's cock. His own hands hung tightly on Eliot's broad muscular shoulders. Brian lowered his face and kissed Eliot's neck. He wanted this man so much; so damn much.
"Fuck yeahhhhhh," Eliot moved, kicking the chair out of the way and pressed Brian momentarily back against the refrigerator. Their faces were very close, perspiration dripped from Eliot's nose. "Kiss me you bitch!" He gritted. "Tell me how much you want me!"
Brian had no sooner covered Eliot's mouth with his own, when Eliot groaned and Brian thrust his tongue in Eliot's hungry feeding mouth. Eliot bit Brian's lips teasingly as their tongues touched and grazed. Eliot groaned and carried Brian from the refrigerator to the kitchen table, still fucking fiercely, lips still devouring the other. Eliot pressed Brian down upon the table and pressed down over him. Brian's legs raised offering Eliot ample room to continue the fierce fuck. Brian's own cock was leaking pre-cum all over Eliot's hard six pack. Eliot's balls were churning as they slapped Brian's ass with each thrust.
Their groans were smothered by the deep longing kisses between them.
Brian whimpered as his balls tightened and his cock spurted cum up between their stomachs. Eliot pulled Brian's butt roughly back to meet his thrusts. He was so damn close. If Kathy didn't want him, he was going to breed Brian's ass thoroughly. Eliot groaned.
Brian gasped between kisses; "breed my ass."
The exact words he had just thought uttered from Brian's lips triggered his orgasm. "Fuccccckkkkkkkkkk!" Eliot roared as cum poured from his cock. "Ughhhhhhhhhhhh......Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Brian squeezed his butt muscles for all of their worth as Eliot's hot semen filled him completely. Eliot drained his cock completely in Brian's ass. It was the heaviest load he'd shot in a long time. No doubt the kitchen table would have to be washed, he noted briefly.
After several long moments Eliot pulled his spent cock from Brian's ass with a sloppy slosh from all of the cum. With the hole now empty, more of Stabler's cum seeped from Brian's butt to the kitchen table. Eliot moved away from the table and leaned against the kitchen counter looking out a kitchen window.
Brian felt awkward and a bit stupid now; naked and rawly fucked on the kitchen table. He looked at Eliot's tense back. Was he having regrets? "I....I guess I should clean up and get out of here."
"No," Eliot's fingers gripped the kitchen counter.
Brian sat up on the table, his butt stinging a bit from Eliot's rough fuck. "Eliot...."
Eliot turned to face him again. "No." He shook his head. "You're going to stay the night."
"I....I..am?" It was the last thing Brian expected to hear from Stabler's sexy lips.
"I'm going to fuck you all night." Eliot moved to the table. "I need to be wanted Brian. I need that more than ever." He reached and scooped the younger man up in his arms. "You want me Brian. You want me and I'm going to give you what you want. What I want."
Eliot moved with Brian through the kitchen to the base of the staircase leading to the second floor.
"Where are we going?" Brian asked rather stupidly.
"To my bedroom." Eliot smiled, for the first time that night. "We're going to get more comfortable so that you can show me just how much you want me."
Eliot began climbing the steps and Brian slowly grinned as well. It had definitely been a worth while gamble showing up on Stabler's door; definitely worth while.
to be continued.