Violent Love
Ch1-Bratty Bottom
Dylan Flannigan X Mike Pulaski
Discliamer.
If you only care about thier looks, google em.
BUT
For those who want to get a feel of the boys' personalities, here are the eps:
Dylan Flannigan[Bad boy](Ep="The Former Life Of Brain")
Mike Pulaski(Ep="A Fistful of Meg")
Fm: This FF is a crossover of both eps above the goes OC. Also this is dedicated to mi friend Emi-chan.
WRN: ALOT of Language, ALOT of Voilence, ALOT of Yaoi
~Focus: Dylan~
Dylan agreed to go to school in exchange for staying with the Griffens, his first week of school was a hell, he wasn't about to do that homework and everyone was on his ass about it. He was about to give it quits on the second week but he kept hearing about some guy called Mike Pulaski, who was supposed to be a killing machine. Dylan got to see the monster at lunch, when the Griffen girl bumped into him and it made a huge but short scene; the man was tall, muscular, hot headed and fear evoking. Dylan was more than curious about the man and over the week his curiosity grew. When the four toughest guys were found beaten to death in the hallway and he couldn't stop the smirk from forming on his face, each day he watched Mike more carfully when he saw him at lunch.
The day of the fight was the day he was dieing for, not that he cared about Mike or anything. Dylan pushed and shoved his way to the front, he kept his himself reserved throughout the fight, but he was reveling in it everytime Mike threw a punch. It wasn't until Meg lifted her shirt and Dylan caught a glimpse of what was happening to Mike, did he intervene, by tackling the girl. Dylan ran at Meg but kept his eyes closed until the bright light went away, he looked back to see Mike towering over him, the giant pulled Dylan up by his arm and the two entered a silent conversation.
Mike let Dylan fall to the ground next to him and looked back at Meg, he turned around and walked away, Dylan followed the colossal giant as he left. The two didn't say anything as they walked out of school, it wasn't until they got to the front of the school, which was completely empty, did Mike turn around to see Dylan a few feet behind him.
"Why'd you do it?"
"Do what?" Dylan crossed his arms as he examine the brute in front of him.
"You know what."
"None of your business." Mike walked closer to Dylan until he towered over the boy, who didn't flinch or anything but stare up at him. "What? You got something to say, say it."
"...Stop following me."
"Make me." Mike glared at the boy in front of him, no one ever talked like that to him and it angered him but also there was another feeling he couldn't place his finger on. "You just gonna stand there and look stupid?" Mike narrowed his eyes and pushed Dylan down, he watched as the boy fell back and glared up at him. Dylan got up and punched the bigger man in the balls, Dylan brought his other hand up and rubbed the man's side, going under the clothes. The bigger man hunched over slightly in shock and pain from the attack but was more surprised to feel the boy rubbing his body, he growled as a warning but it did nothing. Mike was still angry but not as much as he use to be, even though he was just hit in the nads. He was getting aroused by the boy, slightly on his own but mostly from the boy, who wasn't just rubbing his side, he was also rubbing his crotch.
Mike stood up and looked down to see Dylan step back and recrossed his arms, both boys acting like nothing had happened.
"Who are you?"
"Dylan...Flannigan..."
"Mike Pulaski."
"Yeah I know, everyone knows."
"So why'd you do it?"
"I don't like that bitch...what are you gonna do about her?"
"Nothing..."
"You coming tomorrow?"
"Why do you care?"
"Fine whatever, go fuck yourself, I'm going home." Dylan bumped Mike as he walked away but stopped and looked back when he felt a hand pat his bottom. Dylan stared at the tall brute, who had a smirk on his face, but then continued to walk home. Mike crossed his arms and followed the boy, who looked back and continued walking but didn't speed up. The two didn't say a word to each other the entire way to the Griffens' house, where Dylan slammed the door on Mike. Mike wasn't about to let Dylan run the show, he kicked the door in and stepped inside seeing Dylan relieved for some reason. Dylan quickly turned around when Lois came out from the kitchen in a surprised worry.
"What the hell happened?!"
"Hey, wasn't my fault, why don't you ask fat ass Mcgee over here." Mike growled and back handed Dylan, who hit the couch then the floor, Lois rushed to the boy's side but Dylan told her to go away. Dylan got to his feet and stood in front of Mike, who growled at him. Dylan flipped Mike off as he walked away, Mike followed his new friend up the stairs and once again the door was slammed in his face. He was about to bust the door down when he heard Dylan talking. "Get out."
"But why?" He vaguely recognized the voice and he knew he heard it before.
"Just GET OUT!"
"But Dylan-Hey! Ow stop stop! Dylan stop it! Ow! Waaahhh!" The door opened and Mike stood to the side, seeing a large boy get kicked out of the room. Dylan stared at Mike for a few seconds then was about to close the door when Mike's hand stopped the door from moving. Both boys entered the room and Mike slammed the door behind him, as Dylan head for the bed. "Can I at least have my porno back?"
"...No." Mike closed the door again as he heard Chris sigh in disappointment. Mike turned to Dylan, who was intensely staring at him, as he sat on the bed. Mike walked towards Dylan until he was standing in front of him, he grabbed Dylan's head and put it close to his crotch. "You want this, I know you want this inside of you."
"No I don't, who would ever want to be with a ugly pig like you?" Dylan had his hands on Mike's legs as he tried to push away from the organ but Mike only pushed him closer, so that Dylan's cheek was pressed against it.
"Stop lying you bitch, just admit it or else..."
"Or else what? You can't even beat the skank." Mike released Dylan and punched him, making him fall back on the bed.
"Take them off for me." Dylan, who used his elbows for support, looked down at Mike's pants.
"Don't feel like it."
"Then lets start with you..." Mike grabbed Dylan's shirt and ripped the front side of it off. Dylan's eyes widened as his chest and stomach were bare to the world. Mike liked what he saw, Dylan was defiantly what he wanted, he had the cocky attitude and a muscular bod to go with it. The more time Mike spends with him, the more he actually likes him and he has a feeling that Dylan likes him right back. Mike now knew what that feeling before he had was, it was love, and he will not let his first love get away from him. "Still kinda scrawny..."
"Then go screw yourself, I didn't make you come over here..." Mike smirked as Dylan, sitting up, turned his back towards him and pouted. Mike took off his own tops and placed his hands on Dylan's shoulders. Mike forced the boy down on his back, inches away from his crotch. Mike and Dylan locked eyes, Dylan's pouting expression softened but he looked away in defiance. Mike undid his pants, the sound alone caught Dylan's attention, and slid his pants down revealing his beefy bulge. Dylan's eyes went wide as he saw the size of the bulge, he knew the Mike was big but he didn't get to feel it full sized.
Mike rubbed his concealed situation on Dylan's face, smirking as Dylan objected instantly. Lois's voice was heard by the two busy boys but neither of them payed her any attention. "You like this don't you?"
"Of course not! This is disgusting! When was the last time you washed this massive thing?"Mike leaned over and unzipped Dylan's pants, letting his hand slide into the opening. Dylan bit his lip as Mike's hand went over his hard organ. After a few moments of fondling, Mike took his hand back and took a step away from Dylan, who rolled over on to his stomach before Mike could get a good look at him. Dylan looked up at Mike, who was showing off his dominance with a stare that spoke to his heart.
"Now you can take off your pants." Hearing that, Dylan sat up then put his legs over the side of the bed, leaning back slightly.
"Why don't you do it since you're doing such a good job..."
"If I take them off, I'm going to fuck you...mercilessly" Mike smirked devilishly as he saw Dylan's face redden. Dylan stood in front of Mike and unbuttoned his own pants, letting them slide to the ground. Mike watched hungrily as Dylan stepped out of his black pants and got back on to the bed. Mike stepped in front of Dylan and picked him up, a single kiss explained everything for them. Dylan wrapped his legs around Mike's stomach as Mike put his hand under him, cupping his cheeks but also helping him keep his position. Dylan's hands moved up from Mike's strong chest to his neck and wrapped around it as Mike placed his other hand on his back. Mike rubbed Dylan's back while they shared another kiss and as he walked over to Chris's bed.
Mike laid on the bed with Dylan under him then he rolled over so that Dylan was above him. Mike sat up and broke the kiss, his eyes savored every part of Dylan that they set their gaze upon. They loved the bulge in his boxers, relished his rippled abs, adored his well formed biceps, cherished his masculine face and admired his long hair. Dylan was perfect, he wasn't afraid of him or uneasy because of his presence, Mike pulled Dylan close and rubbed his back fondly.
"Your mine, got it? ...Dylan..."
"You're not my boss, man." Mike bit into the crook of Dylan's neck, earning a shocked gasp from him. Dylan did the same to Mike but bit down harder, two pulled away and looked at their own scars.
"You're mine, Dylan."
"Not on your life...you belong to me, Mike." Mike growled but realized that he still got what he wanted, Dylan. "Now let's go down, it's dinner time."
"...Dylan..." Mike held Dylan's hips, keeping him from leaving.
"What?" Mike pushed Dylan on his back and choked him.
"I'm the boss! You follow what I say! Got it!?" Mike had his legs parted and was unaware of the fact that he was pressing his bulge on Dylan's clothed entrance. Dylan clasped his hands on Mike's wrists trying in vain to force them off. Mike made sure he got just enough air to suffer, it was supposed to teach the boy a lesson but Mike noticed something straight and throbbing. "...you...you're enjoying this?" Mike eased his grip and watched as Dylan coughed as he regained his breath.
"You're trying to kill me! There's nothing to enjoy!" Mike stared at Dylan, thinking, Dylan said one thing but his body another. Mike strangled Dylan as he watched, in horny amazement, Dylan arched his back and thursted his hips up.
"You're making it real hard not to make you my bitch right now..." Mike began to move his hips back and forth, pressing his large bulge against Dylan's clothed rear. Dylan gasped for air as his chest puffed up, he didn't know how much more of this he could take before he'd blow his top. Mike eased his grip once again, letting Dylan gather some air, loving how red his face was and how full of lust his eyes were. Mike pulled Dylan into a hug, growling in sexual frustration as Dylan pressed against him. "Lets eat before I up and wreck you." Mike got up releasing Dylan and setting him on the bed.
"But...I want ...to stay...here..."
"...lets eat..." It was against Mike's desires but it was in both of their interests for now, no need to rush into it, Dylan's not going anywhere. Mike gave a stern look at Dylan, who groaned as he got up. Both boys put their clothes back on but Mike gave Dylan his shirt to wear, Mike just wore his jean vest. Dylan switched his torn shirt of Mike's over sized one, putting on with his own black vest over it. The two walked down stairs, walking past the Griffen family on the couch as they walked to the kitchen. They saw a nicely wrapped dinner plate on the table, they sat next to each other and shared the meal, unaware of the whole family watching them. "Not too bad..."
"Yeah the food's alright, not great but not too bad...want a drink?"
"Yah..." Dylan got up from his chair, making the family hide behind the wall, and opened up the frigde door.
"There's juice and beer..." Mike dropped this fork as he saw Dylan's rear sticking out, Mike got up and walked behind him. "What?" Mike grabbed Dylan's head and slammed it against the freezer door, holding him there. Dylan's cheek was pressed firmly against the cold metal. The sound now had the Griffens looking over the side of wall, with eyes of shock.
"You're such a tease!" Mike's hand traveled up Dylan's leg to his hip and Mike pressed his lower erect half against the soft cushions. "So did your mom make this?"
"She's...not...my...mom..."
"Oh..." Mike released Dylan's head and his hips, the boy turned around and looked up and the behemoth. "So then..she's your..."
"Nothing, look, I lived with my fat ass mother but then my loser father came by the house and later that day she sent me here..."
"Oh so your dad's the-"
"Dog..."
"How's that possible?"
"Well, when a man and a women-"
"Shut the fuck up, and get me some water." Mike went back to his seat, watching Dylan intently as he got him water and as he walked back to him. When Mike reached for the glass, Dylan threw the water in his face. Mike looked at his vest then at Dylan before taking off his wet vest and striking him. Dylan hit the wall next to the stairs, sliding down it as he tried to gather his senses. Mike, in all of his muscular glory, walked up to him and lifted him off the ground by his hair. "That is my favorite vest, don't mess with it , got it?" Dylan's eyes slowly rose to meet Mike's.
"You...can...suck...it..." Mike dropped Dylan then gave him a kick to the stomach, and sat on the stairs, Dylan crawled up into Mike's lap and was embraced. Dylan had his legs crossed behind Mike's back, and Mike had a wide stance but a tight embrace on Dylan. "If...you... ruined...my hair-"
"Don't be a little bitch."
"Says the punkass that threw a sissyfit over his fucking cheap ass vest." Mike glared at Dylan because he made a good point.
"...I better go, its late..."
"Whatever..."Dylan unhooked himself from Mike and walked into the kitchen. Mike leaned back and enjoyed the back view of Dylan, not that there was much to see with his white shirt covering the boy but he was still cute. Dylan returned with Mike's wet jean vest and handed it to him. Mike stood up and put his wet vest over his shoulder, Dylan walked with him to the door. Dylan looked up at his behenmoth as he slowly opened the door, Mike brought Dylan in a one armed hug, the boy wrapped his arms around the massive man tightly. The two broke away and stared into each other's eyes before Mike turned around and left, Dylan leaned against the door frame until Mike was out of sight.
Dylan sighed as he closed the door, turned and leaned back against the door as he slid down to the ground. Stewie ran over to the boy as the other pretended to watch the TV.
"So Dylan...who was that~?" Stewie sat next to Dylan, who glanced down at him then stared straight ahead.
"That was Mike Pulaski...toughtest, strongest-"
"hottest, buffest, sexiest,"
"-guy in school~"
"Did you see those guns man? They were huge, he was like that robotic lezbien that was govenor of the state she couldn't pronounce but not as ugly."
"...yeah..."
"Oh and those perfect abs...and those melons dude you know what I'd to do to those big things?"
"No...what?"
"Motorboat!" Dylan chuckled, a smile forming on his reddened face. "So Dylan...what was he like?" Dylan's face heated up and he looked down at Stewie, who had his hands on Dylan's hip and was looking up at him with sparkling eyes.
"He's fine..."
"yeah anything else?"
"...we just met today...not much happened..."
"Really then what was all that shouting and banging about?" Stewie smirked as Dylan looked away with a sun rivaling face.
"It...it...it was nothing..."
"Oh Ho ho I don't know about that~"
"I'm going to bed..." Dlyan stood up, he had to use the door for support since everything that happened with Mike came to bite him in the butt.
"So soon? but if nothing happened then you shouldn't be tired hm?"
"Its your bed time too."
"What! Aww."
"C'mon, I'll tuck you in."
"Can you hold my hand?"
"I guess..." Dylan took Stewie's hand as they walked to their shared room.
"And a kiss on the cheek?"
"You're pushing it."
"Alright, alright, least worth a shot, am I right?" Dylan remained silent as he walked Stewie up the stairs and to their room. Dylan and Stewie changed into their night clothes, which for Dylan meant no pants or vest, but for Stewie, he completely switched into his pajamas, with Dylan's help.
Dylan laid on the bean bag in the room, he tried to sleep but couldn't, all he could think about was Mike; the good, the bad the hot, mad and the passion of it all. Dlyan was up nearly all night, the only time he got sleep was when the sun was coming up and he passed out.
The weekend was a breath of cool air for the Griffens, Dylan was relatively calm and was more bearable, they all prayed to Mike Pulaski for giving Dylan a violent but sunnier outlook.
It was Sunday night, Lois just set dinner on the table and everyone was gathered around it. Dylan had his elbow on the table as he lightly stabbed his food.
"Is something wrong Dylan? You keep stabbing your mashed potatoes." Lois looked over at Dylan with a concerned look.
"Huh? Oh...its nothing don't worry about it..." Dylan slowly ate his food, not really paying attention as the others talked amongst themselves. After dinner Dylan leaned against the couch, his head under the armrest, he wouldn't admit it now but he missed his violent monster. Dylan got up and stared out the window, it was a cloudless night but to Dylan it might as well be dark and stormy. Dylan sighed after a half an hour of staring out the window and walked up stairs.
It was finally Monday and Dylan couldn't wait to get back to school to see his giant friend. Dylan was itching to go to school, he got all glossed up, wore Mike's large white shirt proudly as he inhaled his breakfast then took his packed lunch and ran out the door, not waiting for the Griffens to finish their morning chats. True, he might've been early but it was worth it to have a minuet of slightly personal time with Mr. Pulaski. Dylan got his heart's desires fifteen minuets later in the scene of Mike stepping out of a car and walking towards him. Dylan rose up from the steps he was sitting on and confronted his friend.
"...Mike..." Dylan looked up at Mike, who had a confident smirk on his face.
"You've missed me."
"Am I the only one?" Dylan crossed his arms as he narrowed his eyes at the behemoth.
"No, we're hanging out after school."
"I have plans, we can hang out durring lunch."
"Great idea, lunch and after school. You can do my homework." Mike smiled as he ruffled Dylan's hair and walked towards the school.
"Ha! Fuck that I don't even do my own, what makes you think I'll do your's?" Dylan followed Mike as he straightened his hair out.
"Well you have a better idea for us to spend out time together?" Mike looked over his shoulder at the blushing boy as they walked down the hall, everyone having their backs against the lockers.
"...I can think of a few...I've been meaning to bend you over~" Through out the day whenever the two spent even a few seconds of time together, they would find a way to get each other hot and bothered.
Mike sat next to Dylan as they ate their lunch, Mike ate his sandwich with one hand, his other had was driving Dylan insane as he ate his own sandwich.
"What's wrong Dylan? You're shaking." Mike glanced at his friend as he rubbed the boy's hardened crotch.
"Uh~ ah~ asshole~" Dylan could bare the pleasure at first but as he was getting closer to his finish, he couldn't open his mouth without releasing a small moan, not even to eat. Mike smirked as he wrapped his arm around Dylan's waist, he enjoyed the moment of rest and munched on his packed lunch, still in full blush.
"So after school we' gonna go to the movies, don't worry I got everything covered."
"Great, this'll probably suck." Mike paused and took his arm back, causing Dylan to look at him in confusion.
"Fine...I'll go with someone else like...Cony Demigo."
"Ha! she's out of your league."
"So? Have you forgot that I could basically run this school if I wanted to?" Mike flexed his arm, his muscles bulging as he did.
"..." Mike smirked as Dylan seemed to be in a trance of his display of power.
"Gonna obey me without lip? Or are you gonna watch as I strong arm Cony to go with me to go the movies?" Dylan glared at Mike, wiping the drool from his mouth.
"If she goes with you, I'm gonna break her legs, then you can be a true gentlemen and carry her everywhere." Mike pulled Dylan close and the two took another bite of their lunch in silence.
"Hehe..god I..I love you..." Dylan paused then looked up at Mike, with a shocked expression.
"...re-really? ...Real talk?"
"Yeah. Real talk." Mike finished he lunch before Dylan so he watch his smaller borfriend finish his meal.
"Man...I love you too..."
"...Pansy."
"Don't ruin the moment you fucker."
"Hmph~" Mike, smiled as he glanced down at his boyfriend and wrapped an arm around him, closing any space between them.
"Hey..."
"What?"
"Why haven't you shown me your house?"
"Its a hell hole and my dad's an asshole, I don't want you around him."
"Oh...ok..so what movie do you want to watch?"
"Thought you had something to do?"
"I did...do..but I like this side of you..."
"Well at the movies you're gonna be seeing more of me~"
"The hell does that mean?"
"Don't worry about it, you got money for tickets?"
"No."
"Then you owe me."
"Fine. See ya after school."
At the end of lunch, the two went their separate ways until school let out.
With their tickets in hand, the duo walked into the movie theater. They went to where their movie was playing. Mike got them drinks and had Dylan carry them as they went inside. Mike leads Dylan to the front seats and in the middle.
Dylan handed Mike his drink, he put it to the armrest next to him and raised the one between him and Dylan. Dylan blushed as Mike pulled him close, he couldn't help but rest his head on the giant.
The two didn't talk much but when the lights went down, Mike whispered something into Dylan's ear that made the lad blush bright red. Mike smirked as Dylan was pondering his words but didn't get much time as Mike grabbed Dylan's hand and put it in his crotch.
"Unzip it." Mike had a hand on Dylan's back, pushing him a bit closer to his junk.
"Here in front of all these people?"
"They won't even notice, you pansy, now get to it." Dylan took in a deep breath as his other hand joined the mix and went for the button. Dylan then slowly unzipped the zipper and was met with an half erect cock with a blonde crown.
Dylan blushed brightly as he slowly wrapped his hands around the semi erect cock. Mike pulled his pants down a bit lower so he could widen his stance, letting his bf see his balls.
Dylan looked up at Mike as he slowly stroked the organ, Mike smiled down at his boy and encouraged him to go faster. Dylan did as he was told, his gaze falling back on the organ he couldn't fully grasp.
Mike moaned as Dylan slowly adjusted to the situation, neither of them paying any attention to the movie or people behind them.
Dylan brought the organ to full mass but continued stroking it, being more relaxed after an half hour. Mike leaned back in his chair as he was pleasured, rubbing Dylan's back as he moaned.
Seconds from his release, Mike grabbed Dylan's head and forced his cock into it, Dylan's eyes widened as the cock was shoved down his throat then filled it with cum. Dylan tried to pull off but Mike wouldn't let him go until he was completely finished. Mike eventually released Dylan's head, which gasped for air.
"What the hell was that!?"-Dylan, in a deafening whisper.
"What? I'm not cleaning up a mess you made~" Mike looked down at his deflating organ with a smile before putting it away.
Dylan growled as he sipped his drink then got up and headed for the exit.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"The bathroom to vomit."
Dylan walked out of the theater and into the bathroom then ducked into a stall. Dylan pulled down his pants then sat on the seat and furiously beat his meat, it wasn't even a minuet before he came in his hand.
After cleaning himself up, Dylan washed his hands then went back to Mike, who pulled him into a kiss.
The two cuddled together, Dylan leaned into Mike, who had a firm hand around his boy. They tried to get into the movie but eventually Mike just pulled his pants down again and Dylan grasped his organ.
Mike's hand went up the back of Dylan's shirt, rubbing the bare back. Dylan stroked the organ as fast as he could while having a tight grip on it, making Mike very vocal. Like before, but on his own accord, Dylan took the organ into his mouth but not at the last second.
Mike groaned as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back, having his hand go into Dylan's pants. Dylan's hands went down and unbuttoned his pants and Mike pulled them down, letting his hand go into Dylan's underwear.
Dylan moaned as Mike groped his cheeks while he rubbed Mike's balls, making the goliath moan louder and explode in Dylan's mouth.
Dylan swallowed all of it before pulling off, Mike panted as he put Dylan in his lap and roughly kissed Dylan's neck, leaving a mark.
Dylan and Mike hugged each other before breaking for a drink. Dylan pulled down his garments and grabbed Mike's hand, putting it on his own organ.
Mike glanced up at Dylan, who had a good grip on the larger hand, before slowly stroking it. Dylan moaned lowly as Mike jerked the organ.
Mike wrapped an arm around Dylan as he stroked the lad faster, making Dylan bite his lip as he came all over his hand.
Mike wiped his hand on Dylan's pants before pulling his own up, becoming aware that his own was at full mass once again. Dylan and Mike shared a kissed before fixing themselves up and leaving.
Dylan had a smirk, and a deep blush on his face, once he saw the bulge in Mike's pants. Mike on the other hand could careless about his situation aside from that he'll have to deal with it later. The two walked out together before saying their good byes and separating.
Once Dylan got home he grabbed Chris and went up stairs. The two did home work, Dylan being able to knock his own out in forty five minutes but even with help it took Chris three hours.
After three hours, Chris had somewhat of a better grasp of what to do and it was time to eat. The two went down and sat at the table, as the others rambled on Dylan thought about his day, with a smile on his face.
ToBeContinued...