Peeta and Finnick chapter 2
Disclaimer
This story is pure fiction. Any elements of truth are purely coincidence.
This story does not reflect the sexual preference of any actors/characters involved.
Peeta was a bit worried at first, he didn't understand what Finnick was doing...why had he turned of the lift? Was it deliberate that it was just him and Peeta in the same lift, when they could have both been in completly different ones? Peeta looked down at Finnick's lightly covered crotch and noticed that one of his balls appeared to be hanging through the netting of his costume and Peeta suddenly realised that Finnick meant for this to happen.
"so what'd you say Peeta?" asked Finnick slowly groping the net covered penis.
"I...I really don't k..know what you mean Fi...Finnick?" stammered Peeta almost inaudibly.
"aw come on Peeta, yeah ya do" he replied with that ever so soft voice that can make hearts melt.
By now Peeta's heart was pumping like mad his cock was raging and just about ready to burst through the lycra. He looked back over at Finnick and notcied that he had now pulled out his gigantic hard cock. It must've been about 8.5 inches long and Finnick stood there pulling back the foreskin as slowly as possible whilst he leaned against the wall of the elevator, the netting in a clump around his feet.
Peeta was in heaven and couldn't move his hands fast enough to get the zip of his costume undone and after about a minute of struggling Finnick helped him out. He turned around and backed up so the Finnick could get to the the zip and as he heard it go down he could feel Finnick's very hard stick in the small of his back. As soon as the zip was down Peeta pulled down the top half of his jumpsuit to his waist, revealing his small treasure trail that had been left behind by Portia in prep, he then turned straight around to face Finnick and immediatley planted his lips onto his, his very firm, yet soft lips, plump but unlike those of President Snows. Their mouths still locked in what seemed like and unbreakable seal, Peeta pushed his tounge through to Finnick's mouth, exploring each and every crevice of him.
Suddenly Finnick ejects from the kiss that Peeta wishes could last forever;
"I'd better get going, Peeta" Finnick said in that oh so sedductive voice, "We wouldn't want anyone getting suspicious now would we" he said this with a slight wink before picking his netting from around his feet and flipping the switch to turn the elevator back on and as it whirred back into life he leaned over and gave Peeta one last peck on the lips and a quick squeeze of his hard cock before the doors parted and Finnick stepped out, "meet me in the toilets in the lobby after training tomorrow, I'll be waiting".
"FUUUCK!" Peeta exclaimed in exasperation once the doors had closed behind Finnick. He barely had time to pull his jumpsuit back up before the doors reopened for the second time revealing the entrance to districts 12's penthouse apartment. Peeta suddenly realised that his raging erection must still be visible through his second-skin of a costume so he quickly rushed to his room ignoring the calls from Effie and Haymitch. Once in his room he turned and locked the door then pulled his jumpsuit all the way of and lay on the bed with his hard cock in his hand.
He was just about to start think of his erotic ride with Finnick when he heeard a rapping on the door. It was Effie, calling him out for dinner and the recaps of the proccession.
"I'll be out in a minute, Effie", he replied back, "I'm just gonna jump in the shower quickly."
"OK, just don't take long, we wouldn't want you to miss yourself, you looked absoloutely dazzling!" she exclaimed in her always bubbly voice.
Of course he wouldn't want to miss the recap, but not to see himself...to see his beautiful Finnick in the even more beautiful costume of his again. Just the thought of this makes him shiver with excitement and he starts carressing his foreskin ever so slowly, moaning at the thought of Finnick's long, shaved manhood. Peeta increases his speed, very soon jerking his dick faster than ever before until he shoots his thick, creamy load all over the white bedsheets. He quickly jumps in the shower to remove the dark streeks of makeup Portia used to give the right effect with the costume, dries of and then joins the others in the dining room for diner.
Peeta slept in his own bed that night, in fear that he may wake up poking Katniss in the back with a raging erection. And it's a good job he did because he wakes up with his rock hard rubbing against the mattress, his dreams the previous night filled with images of Finnick. He washed and went to breakfast, the usual routine before heading down to their first day of training.
They had to wear thin shorts and a light jacket for training and everyone is dressed identically with a different number on their arm and back to indicate their district number to the gamemakers that watched all of their training. This outfit suited Peeta well because it meant he could stare at Finnick all day long and still make out the lines of his peferct penis. From what he could tell, Finnick was not wearing any underwear, which he guessed he never did.
The day went so slowly and Peeta just wished it to end so that he could get his hands back on Finnick but when it finally did end he rushed up to the toilets and sure enough, Finnick was waiting there, stark naked and sat on the toilet seat of an open cubicle, slowy and seductively rubbing his already hard cock. Peeta flew his clothes in all directions and went to lock the main door of the toilets to stop people from entering until the soft voice of his companion stopped him;
"don't bother...nobody ever uses these toilets."
Why would you I suppose? If you have your own en-suite on your district floor and they aren't open to staff. So Peeta turned around, his semi-hard dick floating around infront of him as he walked sexualy towards Finnick, still sat on the toilet seat he gave Peeta a look of lust and desire. When Peeta reached the toilet he sat down on the lap of the readily waiting Finnick, letting his dick slide between his soft, plump cheeks. For the second time in two days Peeta locked his lips on to the boy of his dreams and stayed there for as long as possible before coming up for air and locking back on, tounges going crazy inside each ohters mouths.
Finnick's hands somehow managed to find their way to Peeta's waiting dick and started playing with the foreskin; pulling it up to hide the sensitive head, and then slowy revealing it once again, lubing it up with its own pre-cum ready for what Finnick had planned for him.
Peeta was the first to dissengage himself from the lust filled kiss before sliding down between Finnick's legs into a crouching position, his mouth now at a perfect height with the hard dick he had dreamed of for so long before this day. Peeta pulled back the foreskin of Finnick's 8.5 inch cock before licking the head slowly, around and round in swirls, like the morphlings paintings from training earlier on, Peeta thought, Finnick sat and moaned at the pleasure of the first male tounge on his dick. The dick that had been used by so many other women in return for secrets; he was glad now that it was being used, not for secrets, but for enjoyment; and most importantly by a boy.
Peeta was now licking up and down the long shaft, it seemed to go on forever, and when he got to the end each time he took a deep sniff of Finnick's musty smell, mixed within his light dusting of pubes. He then moved on to Finnick's balls; sucking each one individually, over, and over, before trying to fit both in his mouth, Finnick just moaned and laughed at Peeta's failed attempts at being sexy. Once Peeta had finnished servicing Finnick's balls he moved back to the top of his shaft and inserted it into his mouth, sliding all the way down to his pubes so he was deepthroating him, Finnick's head dropped back in pleasure and a small moan esacped his mouth as he watched this Adonnis of a boy suck his cock.
Once Finnick had gained his full pleasure from Petta's mouth he pulled his head of his cock and just took a second to stare into the eyes of his new lover before motioning for him to stand and turn around, Peeta, wondering what was going to happen, stood and turned around so he was looking into the mirror opposite the open cubicle door; he then felt Finnick's warm, soft hands close around his hips and guide him back until his tight hole rest atop the purple head of Finnick's dick;
"Are you ready for this?" said Finnick, in his soft voice.
"I was born ready for your cock Finnick" came Peeta's reply.
"OK, just relax and I'll do all the work, all I need you to do is relax" guided Finnick.
"Mmmmmm..." was all Peeta could reply because Finnick had already started to press his huge piece of meat into his tight hole, opening it wider than his fingers could ever get it back home. He had already got about halfway down the long shaft when Finnick's voice whispered in his ear;
"You're doing great baby...better than any of the girls."
This sent Peeta into overdrive, knowing that Finnick thought he was the best he had ever had and thats when he realised he had reached the bottom of Finnick's 8.5" cock, it was all rammed into his knewly fucked hole but Peeta decided he wanted more and Finnick was still craving this newly found urge for boys so he once again grasped Peeta's hips and started guidong him up and down ontop of his lap. Peeta started bouncing faster and faster and Finnick started moaning louder, getting close to his climax he exclaimed;
"I'm gonna cum Peeta, I'm gonna cum!"
Peeta was bouncing up and down as fast as he could wanting and waiting for Finnick to blow his seed into his hole;
"Cum in me Finnick, I want your load inside me!" he informed Finnick.
"Only if you're sure..."
"Of course I'm sure you sexy beast, I need your hot seed inside of me!"
As Peeta was riding he could sense Finnick getting close to his climax and bounced as fast as he could until eventually Finnick blew his hot creamy load into Peeta's ass; string after string of it entered his hole that it started oozing out and dribbling down the side of Finnick's cock. Once his load had finished Peeta stood up and turned around to face Finnick the waled over him and shove his still raging erection straight into his mouth, because although Finnick had came, Peeta was still waiting...
Sorry it's been a while since I posted the last one guys but I've just had a lot on my plate and haven't had time to finish writing it but here it is, I hope you enjoy it and next time you can expect a small surprise ;)
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