This story is a fanfiction based off of the one shot adult comic Sexual Espionage by Daria Mcgrain. It was published and copyrighted by Sin Factory (which was the adult comic moniker provided by Radio Comix) July 2002. If you would like the contact information for the author, feel free to send me an e-mail. Other than that, all standard statements apply, if you're not 18 get off, and if you are offended by male/male relations, how did you make it this far in? As always this is a work of fiction, using fucking condoms people.
To catch you up from the comic:
Joe (codename: Storm) is a little shaggy haired athleticly built spy on a mission when he runs into the hunkiest of hunks, dark haired built like whoa wrapped in leather, Cobra. Storm had just discovered some gay porn in his locker when Cobra sneaked up behind him and plucked it from his hand, and then proceeded to fuck him while humming secret agent man. Storm tried to protest saying he was straight and while Cobra was engaged, Storm took his gun and shot Cobra with a tranq dart. Storm kissed Cobra and then stuffed him in a locker. On their next missions, Cobra found Storm hiding in a box, and using a marker drew boobs, and "free blow jobs" with an arrow pointing in the hole. Storm was then threatened by the guards who walked in who said they would shoot if he didn't make with the sucky sucky, so the guards sold tickets and Storm ended up covered in the cream. The comic ends with you discovering that Storm and Cobra's superiors had sent them on missions together so they could video tape it and sell it. Storm ends up trapping Cobra in a box, stealing his clothes, and finishing his mission. Which makes the superiors angry because the gang blow scenes were too fetishy to be sold to both male and females, so Storm is assigned to Cobra as part of operation, "Snake Charmer"
And so our story begins...
Chapter 1 -
Cobra and Storm landed quietly outside the compound in the dead of night. Cobra's muscled still rippled under his surprisingly silent and ultra sneaky leather outfit. Storm was wearing his usual of combat boots, camo pants, and a combat vest, which showed off his lithe and ripped little figure. Cobra motioned for Storm to go first. Storm rolled his eyes a little and snuck out from behind a tree to another closer to the lightning lit building. Storm was peaking around then edge when he felt a hand sliding underneath his jock strap and lightly stroking his shaft. He looked over his shoulder to see Cobra behind him with a satisfied smile on his face.
"The mission hasn't even started." Storm horasely whispered in the dark.
"It's good luck." Was all Cobra said before moving his hand around to play at the entrance of Storm's hole. "Mmm, good you bathed." Was all Storm heard before he turned around to make a snarky remark to Cobra, who had disappeared. Storm mumbled to himself before proceeding into the building, through a secret entrance he had just enough time to see Cobra slip into. When Storm got inside he immediately felt a finger on his lips. The room was pitch black and all he could feel was Cobra's body pressed up against him.
"Shh, the package is here." Cobra said, and then his lips pressed up against Storm's. Cobra wrapped one arm around Storm so that he couldn't get away. The usual grumpy Storm tried pushing Cobra away to no avail. With his other hand Cobra slowly unbuttoned Storm's outfit as Cobra's skilled mouth quickly opened up Storm's pent up passion. The leather gloves felt smooth against Storm's skin as they ran up and down his body, one arm replacing the other. Storm's back arched and his body pressed up against Cobra's. Storm's bare hands grabbed at the waist of the leather pants and pulled them towards him so that both of their pulsing hard-ons were pressed up against each other seperated by a few scant layers of clothing. Cobra whirled Storm around and pressed him up against the wall as he ripped the vest off his body. His mouth made a trail of kisses down Storm's back stopping at the edge of the camo pants which were swiftly around Storm's ankles. A smile crept across Storm's face in the dark as Cobra's mouth worked closer to his hole. The musky smell of man filled Cobra's nostrils and his he flicked his tongue out letting his spit slick up the spot where his dick would find it's new favorite hiding spot. He stuck a finger in a little roughly, as his mouth made it's way back up Storm's back, his other hand reaching for the lube he kept since he found out they were together. Storm pushed back on Cobra's finger, generally enjoying it a little more gentle but turned on by the circumstances. Storm heard a zipping sound and then Cobra's cobra made a audible slap against his plentiful cheeks.
Cobra was an expert with his lube, and drew a line down his dick slicking it up as he opened up Storm. Storm had starting moaning at this point so Cobra turned his head so his moans escaped into Cobra's mouth. Cobra withdrew his fingers and pressed the head of his hot dick against Storm's hole, which was flexing in anticipation of gobbling it up. The mission control made them take regular tests so both men knew they didn't have anything, and with missions stacked back to back, they never had time to do anything else, so when Cobra pressed inside Storm for the first time, Storm knew he was safe. With a swift motion Cobra's cock was tasting Storm's insides, and for a brief second Storm broke their lip lock with a gasp, before Cobra pulled him back into it. Cobra placed a hand on Storm's hip pushing him against the wall, and Storm pressed back with every thrust feeling Cobra's pubic hair and leather brush up against him. Cobra had worked this expertly as Storm's cock was still concealed within his jock strap rubbing against the smooth wall. Storm pressed both hands against the wall as Cobra slowed down, moving his pelvis back and forth sliding and fucking Cobra's dick. With his other hand Cobra started stroking Storm's dick as it leaked precum through the jock strap.
"You don't seem to like girls now." Cobra whispered into Storm's ear while nibbling on his neck.
"I was fucking with you." Storm said through pants, trying to catch his breath netween bouts of Cobra blowing his mind. "I thought maybe you'd ask."
"Why would I ask for what I know his mine?" Cobra said back, and then slammed his dick all the way inside Storm, pressing him against the wall. "I'm close" Cobra whispered as he built up momentum. He bit Storm's neck just as he filled his ass with semen.
Then, with a swift motion he pulled up Storm's pants, but not before putting a glob of Storm's precum in his mouth. "Dessert." He said simply. Storm was about to protest being clothed again, when Cobra covered up his words with his lips. "Come on, we still have a mission to finish and the item is nowhere near here," Cobra said.