PACEY'S DESIRE
This is an unauthorized-fan-fiction-slash-erotica story involving characters from the teen-soap-drama "Dawson's Creek". I wrote this with the full mindset that the actors, as the characters were doing these things, but NONE of the actors have once stated that they are gay, and so that should not be assumed. "Dawson's Creek" and all characters mentioned within this story are trademarks and of copyright to Digital Entertainment Inc. and Sony Pictures.
"Entertainment Weekly" magazine is trademark to Time Inc. Also, this is more mature audiences. Go away if gay sex bothers you. The actors, and most of the characters, are of consenting age. If you would like to say hi or tell me how I did on my first story, please send mail to greenpacey@hotmail.com. Have fun getting off, and hopefully further chapters and other stories will come along.
Dawson Leery sat on his bed, reading the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly. He heard a knock on his bedroom door. "Mom? Dad?" he asked confused, knowing neither of whom should be home. Both had left that morning for a week and a half's vacation.
"No, it's me: Pacey." said a familiar voice. "You left your front door unlocked."
"Oh, duh me. Come on in, Pacey." Dawson, pleased at the surprise visit.
Pacey Witter entered. His eyes sparkled as the two make eye contact. "Hey, Dawson."
"What's going on?" Dawson asked, scrunching up on the bed, letting Pacey have room to sit down.
"Nothing really. Bored as hell. Everyone's gone for winter break. What are you even doing back?"
"My parents dropped me off to be by themselves till like past New Years." Dawson replied. "Meanwhile Jen and Joey are off with their families... and Andie said she and Jack might be going away too."
"Oh, that sounds very encouraging." Pacey grimaced.
"Want something to drink?" Dawson asked. For some reason Pacey seemed uncomfortable.
"Yeah, sure."
Dawson led Pacey to the kitchen and cracked open two sodas. He went to hand it to Pacey when it slipped and Pacey missed it, spraying the front of Pacey's jeans and much of Pacey's shirt. "Ah!" Pacey stepped back and caught the mostly empty soda can before it did more damage to the floor.
"Oh, fuck... Pacey, I'm sorry." Dawson apologized, grabbing a cloth off the counter.
"It's okay. Guess I'll just have to be wet."
"No, we'll wash them... I feel like an idiot."
"Well..."
"I have clothes you can change into, relax." Dawson practically began to strip Pacey, pulling on his t-shirt, before sheepishly letting go and gesturing for Pacey to follow him to the laundry room.
When they got there, Pacey proceeded to remoce his shirt. It took one look at Dawson to choose not to get the clothes for Pacey to change into before he took his wet clothes off. Fuck THAT. Pacey was cute. And gettin' naked. Well, close enough.
Pacey pulled off his jeans and Dawson's eyes fell to his crotch. Pacey had tight black bikini underwear on. And what a bulge.
"I... uh... didn't have any clean boxers... that were... uh, clean... all I had..."
"That's okay, " Dawson gulped , noting the thong back that left Pacey's globe-like cheeks bare. Holy fuck, he was a stud. Dawson popped a chubby.
"Dawson... you're not... getting off on me standing here in my underwear... are you?" Pacey asked, cautiously, very much aware of Dawson's attention to his ass and bulge.
"Um... uh..." Dawson tried to avert his eyes.
"Would you prefer if I got totally naked?"
Dawson froze. He looked at Pacey. His face had no hint of a joking preface. He was serious!
"Yes." Dawson said without really thinking. "Wait, I mean-"
"You mean yes." Pacey said, moving closer. "And I'm glad."
Pacey moved in for a kiss, pulling Dawon's hands to his bare ass, which received desire-filled kneads from some very eager fingers.
Pacey led Dawson back to the bedroom, and stripped the last of his clothing. His seven and a half inch cock was hard and prepared for Dawson. His toned body never looked more appetizing. He watched as Dawson slipped his t-shirt off and stripped his jeans from his body. He pushed Pacey towards the bed, and removed his tented boxers and thrust himself on Pacey. He found himself directly before Pacey's cock. He glanced up at Pacey and then again at his crotch.
He knelt down and took the cock in his hand. He had never done this before, and noted how hard it was, a big it seemed when horizontally level with it. A small droplet of precum rested on the tip.
"Go on, Dawson, " Pacey moaned, "Taste me."
Dawson let his tongue extend to Pacey's dick. The taste was amazing and like nothing else. Pacey moaned again, and gently thrust his hips up towards Dawson. "Oh, fuck, c'mon Dawson... I'm so hot for you. Suck me."
Dawson needed no more invitation and wrapped his tongue around Pacey's hot shaft, following it with his lips. He plunged on Pacey's cock. While he hasn't given a blowjob before, it somehow seemed to make sense. What would make himself feel hot, he did to Pacey, and Pacey was enjoying it to full throttle. In fact, Pacey was thrusting, his eyes opening and closing rapidly, and ecstasy bursting from his mouth in feverish run-on sentences.
Dawson pumped his own cock while sucking Pacey's. He slurped on the pulsing lollipop, loving every second of it. He knew Pacey was getting close; he could sense it. He'd not really thought about the taste of cum, but at this point, as Dawson piped him hard, he craved that very taste.
Pacey groaned and pushed forward, driving his cock completely in Dawson's mouth and let loose, spilling his cum on Dawson's willing taste buds. He swirled the pulpy liquid around, squeezing Pacey's seed between his tongue and the roof of his mouth, while still holding the erect prick between his lips.
"That was awesome..." Pacey whispered, still beside himself from that explosive orgasm. "Dawson, I don't know what to say - that was beyond..."
"Pacey, you are so beautiful." Dawson had left Pacey's dick and went for his lips, pushing them open with his tongue in a passionate, lustful kiss. Pacey closed his eyes and enveloped Dawson's tongue with his lips, greeting without bias, with equal passion.
Dawson gently pushed Pacey bacl. "Pacey, I know we've never even considered gay sex before... at least openly... but can I try something on you?"
"You want to fuck me." Pacey said, smirking.
"I want to fuck you, fucking hard." Dawson confirmed, playfully biting his bottom lip and raising his eyebrows up and down.
"Go for it." Pacey smiled. He rolled over on his knees and shoved his amazing ass in the air and allowed himself to giggle. "You can fuck me all you want, as long as I get to return the favor."
"Easily." Dawson said, smacking his lips. He groped Pacey's firm and so fuck-able ass. He wanted this bad. He got on his knees and wrapped his hand around his hard seven incher. "Ready?"
"Oh yeah." Pacey groaned, totally getting off on this.
"Good, babe, cuz I'm goin in." He had his cock at entry point and gently inched himself into Pacey. Each centimeter met with vocal appreciation from his oversexed companion.
Dawson moaned and groaned and fucked Pacey with all his horny might. He loved it, knowing no pleasure like this.
Pacey heaved his delight while his ass was pummeled by his friend and new lover. "Yes, Dawson, fuck me! Yes, your cock feels so good... big cock, too... mmm..."
This verbal coaching turned Dawson on. "Yeah, you like this, don't you, Pacey? What do you like about me?"
"Oh, (uh!) you're so hot, Dawson. You've got such hot (uh!) blue eyes and you're fucking gorgeous (uh!)"
"Oooh, yeah, you like my body, don't you." Pacey said, hammering his cock into Pacey.
"Yes!" Pacey shouted gutterly.
"You like my chest... my abs?"
"Yes!" Pacey shuddered.
"My ass?"
"Yes!" he gasped.
"But you really love my cock, baby, don't you?"
"Fuck me, Dawson... yes..."
"Oh, yes..." Dawson was never one to talk dirty, but then again he never knew he was one to fuck a guy. "You like my hot cock pumping your hot ass, don't you, stud? You're so tight, makin my cock feel so good... so hard...talk to me Pacey..." Dawson wailed.
"Oh, Dawson, fuck me so hard... You cock is so good... Oh, yes... Oh, Daws... you're making me so hard and... oh fuck... yes... you're so hot, Dawson... I love you... I love your throbbing cock... fuck me with it, show me how it's done... Fuck me with your hard cock and cum in my ass... I want you to... I need it in me..."
With that, Dawson succumbed to Pacey's teasing, and released his cum into Pacey. Once he remoed his sepnt dick from Pacey, the two collapsed in exhaustion. They look at each other, wearily. What exactly had they done? Why had they done it? And... when can they do it again?
End.