"Somehow I knew you had built everything in here." Dirk cast a brief smile at Evert as they walked into his room. He hadn't been here since they escaped the prison; and he hadn't ever been inside Evert's bedroom. It looked strikingly similar to his own back at the apartment, except that it had a decor of blue instead of orange. Dirk traced his fingers over a bust being built of something vaguely recognizable of human. He looked over it and hummed his appreciation. There were piles of parts that were separated by color, size and model number. It was organized and neat- which was something that Dirk could appreciate majorly. Evert had a way about him where he made everything purposeful and took quiet care of the things that he owned. He hadn't really gotten that close to Evert in the game according to his standards- not enough to really know his habits.

"I did." He commented dryly, hanging his jacket on a rack just inside the door and Dirk took off his own to look over the other with a smile. Even the room's furniture was made by Evert. He could tell by the very small dents were fingerprints would go and the wielding marks. "I suppose that's a trait from your tribe… to make what you use?" Evert paused and nodded, "In a way. They were more… natural than I am. I like metal. It's more moldable…. Easier to create with in my opinion." Dirk nodded, sitting on the other's bed. "I agree." They were in their respective areas, not speaking. Dirk looked over Evert calmly and the other cleared his throat, flipping the switch in the room so the fan turned on above them. It took off nearly as quick as an airplane and Dirk warily glanced at it for a moment. "Do I make you nervous?" He asked with a chuckle and Evert cleared his throat again, "Yes."

At least he was honest. "Don't be. I don't bite." He gave him a smile. And patted the bed sheets beside him. They were soft and he smiled, running his fingers over the material slowly. "Tell me a few things?" Evert came toward him almost like a wild animal; Dirk had to smile at the thought. It was like coaxing a wild horse to eat from one's palm. He finally sat and rose an eyebrow at the inquiry. "Have you ever been kissed?" Dirk asked, rested his chin on his own shoulder as he looked up at the Native American. His olive toned skin grew a little darker in his cheeks and he crossed his leg, "I don't see how that matters…" Dirk smiled ever so slightly at the other, "It does… It determines what I teach you. So by that blush I'm guessing… yes?"

Evert sighed, crossing his arms before nodding, "Yes, I have kissed and 'made-out' with others before. It's never gotten very far mind you." Dirk laughed softly, "Consider me minded." He looked over the other thoughtfully and sighed, laying back much to the other's surprise. He stretched out and sighed, arms folding underneath his head but giving Evert a perfect few of his lithe torso, muscles and curves all the way down his body and just a little peek of a dusted blond treasure trail. Dirk opened one eye in a sliver to see Evert raking his eye's over him without a word. Of course, he didn't comment and turned his head fully toward him. "Any of it with Nadine?" Evert made a quick nod and Dirk sat up to look up at him. "Good, so you know she's interested in kissing you. I'll walk you through the differences between me and her, so you know what to expect." He leaned up and grasped one of the little pulls for the dark navy blinds in the room. They shut and Dirk took off his sunglasses to look at Evert, causing the other to lick his lips hastily.

Dirk put them on his bedside table, crawling up to gently push him against his pillows as a backrest. He crawled up into his lap and straddled him, meeting his height that way even though he was sitting on him. The blond hadn't quite gotten over how large the other man was, even in the Game he had been amazed. Evert looked between his gaze a bit worriedly and Dirk kissed him gently on the lips. Evert was still underneath him and Dirk pulled back a little to chuckle, "You can kiss me back. This is about two people dancing in the throes of exotica, not a stripper booty call." Evert opened his mouth to lessen his crassness when Dirk kissed him again, this time his fingers sliding into Evert's long streams of jet black hair. He tugged on them and Evert's hands found his hips, kissing him back suddenly. If Dirk's mouth hadn't been busy, he would have smiled. Everyone had a certain 'on-button' attribute. Hair pulling was something Jake and Evert seemed to share kink wise, but Jake's turn-on seemed to anything he did now days. Which was fine by him.

He pressed his lips into Evert's and let his tongue sliver out to trace the other's lips. The Native American gamely opened his mouth to let Dirk play, meeting it with his own, and the blond gently sucked on it. Evert was a surprisingly good kisser to Dirk's standards; which honestly made him relieved. Sex was something you could teach in Dirk's mind, but kissing was a little bit more 'take it as it comes' sort of thing. Evert suddenly moved his hips and Dirk's knees rose off the bed for a moment. He laughed, kissing him with a peck on the lips after withdrawing from the slightly sloppy kiss. "Whoa there, we don't want you to get too hot too fast." He murmured, running his hand down the front of his button down dress shirt. Always so smartly dressed, it looked almost odd against his very casual jeans and t-shirt. A chill went down his spine as Evert brought up his fingers from his hips to his back and trailing his spine as Dirk pulled away a bit to start undoing the buttons on Evert's shirt.

Dirk glanced up and felt the heat in his cheeks rise at the intense look on the other man's face. Evert had one of those faces that he considered to have a 'resting angry expression'. Nadine thought it was cute and hilarious, while it scared most people away. Most people wouldn't even start a conversation with him mainly because his height and build were enough to put the fear of god into anyone. It was probably one of the many reasons that Kar never had to deal with getting beat up in prison. Strong friends who always looked angry was definitely a plus. But this was not an angry face. His eyes were the clearest indigo blue he'd ever seen, and they stared right into his like he could read every thought that passed through his mind. Evert's lips had a bit more color than they usually did from their brief kiss. Dirk established he was definitely drool worthy the next moment when he opened his shirt to reveal all that working out he seemed to do was definitely not for show.

"Damn." He murmured with a half laugh and Evert raised a perfectly even eyebrow. "What is it?" Dirk shook his head, kissing him again, "Nothing, just realizing you're hot as hell." The other did say anything to that as Dirk ran his fingers over his chest and then leaned back to take off his own shirt. Evert's eyes raked over his torso, the eyebrow not lowering in the slightest. Both Evert's hands were still on his hips and didn't move at all. Dirk noted that he thankfully had control over his strength. Remembering back in the Game how the man seemed to break positively everything he touched, or he bruised people by the simplest touch. Either it came with age, or with humanity, but Evert seemed very aware of himself now.

Dirk went back to kissing him, this time a bit more heavily than before. Instead of a simple peck here and there, or very soft French kissing, he went in for a full-blown throat fucking worth kiss. Evert seemed to like this better than the one before, not even hesitating this time to reciprocate. And immediately, though he was seemingly the less experienced one, tried to take the lead. "Nadine better be prepared for him being dominant as fuck…" He thought to himself, hissing a bit as Evert bit his lip and pulled. Dirk shivered at the cold air in the room. Evert was insane to keep his room this cold, and immediately his hand up to the back of Dirk's head. His fingers grabbed a fist full of the blond hair and pulled backwards. His eyes were wide for a moment then shut with a moan as Evert sucked and nibbled on his exposed throat. Evert went for the vein on the side of his neck that Jake seemed to leave his mark on each time and bit slightly, causing him to hiss again. If he didn't draw a little blood on that one, he would be shocked.

"Easy, Dracula." He muttered and Evert eased back, soft apology on his lips. Dirk kissed him, tasting a bit of something similar to rust. Blood. So he had drawn a bit in that mark. "Don't worry about it, I like it. Just not so hard. I bet Nadine is going to claw you so you don't have to have to hold that back on her." Dirk whispered and Evert nodded, kissing the little wound he had given him, easing his fingers out of his hair he put them back on his hips. "Can we move on to something different?" Evert asked just as quiet as his apology. Dirk nodded and got off his lap, "Yeah. Ever had a blowjob before?" The other's eyes nearly bugged out at how blunt Dirk was about it and the blond laughed, "Well?"

"Erm- I- Don't think so." Evert stammered and Dirk chuckled again, "Well you're going to get all sorts of experiences today, aren't ya?" His southern accent escaped a little in the sentence but it wouldn't be bad just yet. Jake loved it when his accent slipped out, but Dirk tried to hide it worse than the Dursley's tried to hide Harry Potter. Evert nodded as he put his hands flat on the bed and Dirk worked on the other's belt. There was a bulge growing there and Dirk honestly was curious if the 'bulge' was just as big as it had been when the other man had still been a troll. He had only gotten a glimpse before in the Game and that had been one hell of an awkward moment. The only one he actually had seen had been Cronus'… and that was something he'd rather not talk about.

Dirk eased down and glanced at Evert who had his eyes so wide that they might pop out of his head. He looked more panicked than anything else and the man paused. They were bare from the waist up and he smiled a little. "I'm going too fast," Dirk murmured, more a statement than a question. Evert nearly stuttered out a reply, "It's fine." The blond shook his head with an understanding look, "No, I can tell you're about to run like a cat on a hot tin roof." He put his hands over Evert's and guided them around his hips to the front, silently urging the Native American to undress him the rest of the way at his leisure. He had to remember that the hot nights he had with Jake were with an already established relationship- a sexual one, that is. Evert was going into this with a lot of bad porn on his mind that explained how to have sex.

Evert's tension faded further now that he honestly had more control in the situation. Dirk started kissing him again, trying to help tease the last of the unease relax away. The slow, sensual thrust and caress of his tongue made Evert groan softly into his mouth. Evert would never admit that he loved the sound of clothing hitting the floor as Dirk straightened up again and resumed work on getting his pants off. He looked up at the blond and admired his pale, lithe muscular torso. There were faint scars here and there from old battles or training but they only served to enhance the man's honest beauty. Evert's palms slid over the tight muscles admiringly. He was strong and that was a major turn-on for him. Dirk had no hair on his chest but there was a thin, blond treasure trail starting below his navel that lead into the black jeans.

It was then that he noticed that Dirk had a navel piercing too. He'd missed it the first time he'd caught a glimpse of him without a shirt—probably because he'd been trying so hard not to stare. It wasn't big or particularly fancy. It was just a small silver barbell set into the skin but Evert found it ridiculously sexy. He had other piercings, and a tattoo… but he had never seen the piercing on his stomach. He traced it with his fingertips and lifted his hips instinctively when Dirk tugged on his pants and underwear. He blushed a bit, shocked he'd immediately done that without him urging.

"You're really going to enjoy this, Ev, trust me." remarked the blond breathlessly with a pleased smirk when he slid Evert's pants, shoes and socks off and looked down at his naked form. Of course, he'd already seen a glimpse of the other man's bulge from the Game but now that it was near fully aroused and exposed for him, he took the time to appreciate the length and thickness of it. He was nicely equipped himself but not like Evert. He gripped the erect member in one hand and slowly stroked the length of it, watching Evert's face. The man's lips parted and he sighed with pleasure, gently thrusting into the touch. His big hands started undoing Dirk's pants and the Blond obligingly shifted closer to give him better access.

Dirk groaned when the bigger man freed his erection from his pants and squeezed it firmly yet gently. He'd been a bit worried about the other touching him, since he tended to break things more often than not and that was one thing he didn't want broken. The rough, calloused pad of Evert's thumb brushed over the sensitive tip and precum began to form as a result. What could he say, he was a sensitive fucker. Dirk produced the clear, slippery fluid quickly as Evert continued his gentle massage, until the cap of the Blond's cock was shiny and wet.

An idea struck Dirk as he pondered whether he could wait on getting prepared or not. Whoever said he couldn't suck Evert off while getting stretched at the same time? He stopped stroking the man for a moment and disengaged his hand from his erection, smiling with promise at him when he saw the flash of confusion on the olive toned face. He pulled his shoes off and wriggled out of his pants, stopping to toss the lube he'd brought with him in his pocket on the bed beside Evert, then dropping them on the floor before crawling on top of Evert again. He explained what he was going to do to a very shocked Evert who immediately nodded like he was perfectly fine with it… more than a little fine actually. Dirk turned around, presenting his ass to him while situating himself over Evert's erection. Evert caught on when the Blond lowered his mouth to his cock and slowly took it in. It felt so good that all Evert could do for a moment was grunt and stare at the firm, tempting mounds of his supposed teacher's ass.

He regained control of his brain a moment later when it occurred to him that Dirk was in the perfect position for him to prepare him like he'd explained. Evert grabbed one of the gel packs anxiously and warmed it in his hands for a couple of moments before snapping the tab off. He squeezed most of it out between Dirk's cheeks, letting the viscous liquid coat the outside before he squeezed the rest of it out over his fingers. He rubbed the lube over his target first, dragging in a sharp breath when Dirk traced the fold of skin where his glans met his shaft with his tongue stud. A moment later, he dropped his head further and loosened his throat muscles to swallow Evert's impressive length whole. He was talented and god given without a gag reflex that Jake took advantage of often.

Dirk's responsive moan when Evert eased a finger inside of him vibrated around his cock and gave him a moment's pause. He took another deep breath and pressed deeper, searching carefully for that spot that would make it easier to relax the tightness squeezing him. He was going to have to work to loosen him up enough to take him without pain. Dirk had a fleeting thought that Evert knew how to do this surprisingly well for a virgin. Evert gently stroked back and forth inside of Dirk with one finger while using his free hand to stroke his erection. The muffled sounds of pleasure that hummed against his sex told him his companion was enjoying his attentions and his confidence with him grew.

"Dam-" He stopped himself before it came out completely, "That's good," Evert gasped as Dirk worked his throat and stroked with his tongue. "Strider that's a bit- too good-." He tried to warn him. In response to the breathless warning, Dirk squeezed the base of the thick shaft he was sucking on to prevent an untimely release. He wanted his companion hot and needy but not out of control. He nearly jumped a little when he felt a familiar, nearly forgotten sensation shoot through him as Evert located his prostate and rubbed it. He twitched in the man's stroking hand as the pleasure grew stronger and he began to rock back and forth with restless encouragement. "Keep it up, Ev, you're doing perfectly." He breathed with a soft groan.

Evert felt the clenching around his finger beginning to ease up, but he waited for a few more moments before adding a second one. He knew he was getting his companion close when Dirk's breath began to hitch in a telling way. When he was sure he wouldn't cause undue pain, he pushed his second finger in and began to curl and scissor inside. He panted the blond's name as the hot, wet pleasure of his mouth brought him to the brink and Dirk squeezed his cock firmly as it began to buck.

"Oh, fuck," Evert groaned before he could stop himself. He didn't even berate himself for the slip.

His hips thrust mindlessly as his orgasm was held at bay. Dirk allowed his pulsing cock to slide out of his mouth to the tip and he licked the shaft with long, slow swipes of his tongue. Unable to stand it anymore, Evert stopped stroking Dirk off and grabbed for the condom that lay beside the packets he had tossed there from inside his bedside table. The blond took it from him without argument and Evert caught his breath and continued to finger-fuck him as Dirk tore the package open. He showed him exactly what to do with it, trying to remember this was a teaching experience.

"It's probably best that we're using yours," The blond commented with a smirk as he read the label on the package. "I didn't buy any for 'massively endowed' men." Indeed, he doubted a regular condom would have fit comfortably on Evert and he admired the size of his cock as he rolled the protective latex onto it. He took the other lube package that was handed to him next and he slicked it over the rigid, sheathed flesh—mindful not to play for too long and get the Native American man overly worked up. As soon as Dirk finished lubing him, the once-troll removed his fingers from inside of him and sat up, catching him around the waist. Dirk was pulled tightly against his companion's chest with one muscular arm while Evert got lined up. It put him in a position where he was straddling the bigger man's powerful thighs, with his back to him.

His original thought that this was easy immediately disappeared. Nothing prepared him for the feel of Evert's thick length breaching him. Dirk spouted a groan when the other man's cock nudged past his ring. It was almost like losing his virginity again, it was such a tight fit. And it was too ironic that it was the other way around. Evert paused and held him close, pressing soft, soothing kisses on his neck and shoulder. Evert's other hand moved around front, between the fighter's trembling thighs. He curled his fingers around Dirk's erection and started rubbing up and down the length, distracting him from the discomfort of penetration.

"Are you completely sure you've never done this before?" Dirk gasped in approval, turning his head to kiss Evert. Evert returned the kiss and continued to stroke him as he waited for him to adjust a bit more. He experimentally lifted the blond with his embracing arm, guiding him up and back down again as he pushed his hips upwards. Dirk gasped as his cock drove deeper into his body but the timbre of his voice indicated there was more pleasure than pain. Evert kept going but he took it slow and easy, little by little. The Blond shuddered against him but he was eagerly bringing his weight down and taking him in as quickly as he could.

Rather than ask him if it was better, Evert paid attention to his body language and waited until his tension began to fade before he started moving. Dirk responded more than favorably, rocking back against the stronger man's thrusting hips and clutching at his knees. Certain now that he wasn't hurting him, Evert held his companion more tightly against him and pumped harder and deeper, grunting with pleasure against the other man's ear. Dirk gasped a rough demand and shoved himself down hard on Evert's cock, crying out without restraint for the first time.

"Rougher?" Evert gasped through clenched teeth. He bit lightly down on Dirk's shoulder, nearly drawing blood again. He could taste the perspiration breaking out on the Blond's skin and it was difficult not to just give in to his body's demands without waiting for an answer. He was very well aware that he could easily break something on him. "Does this answer your question?" Dirk growled as he slammed himself down again. Evert was what Kar affectionately referred to as a "pain in the ass slow burner". Now that he had consent from Dirk, there was no reason to hold back. He lifted Dirk and tucked his legs under him while pushing the Blond forward onto his hands and knees. He gave him a moment to catch his balance before he took both his wrists in his hands and guided them down, so that his arms lay at his sides and his head and shoulders lay on the mattress. It put him in the best position for Evert to have total control over the angle and thrusts.

Dirk groaned as Evert plunged hard and deep into him again. His head was turned to the right and his slightly long hair had fallen over his face and mouth but he hardly cared. Evert started taking him with steady, hard thrusts and the Native American man held his wrists steady to keep him from trying to rise. It certainly wasn't the most dignified position to be in, with his ass in the air and his face getting pressed into the mattress. But he loved it. He pushed back against his companion's rolling hips as much as he could in the restricted pose and he heard someone moaning louder and louder. It took him a moment to realize the sound was coming from him.

"Harder?" Evert said in a ragged, heavy voice.

Holy fuck, did he want it harder? Dirk rarely made noises like that involuntarily. What was escaping his parted lips now was raw, dragged up from somewhere deep inside of him. Evert let go of his wrists and reached between his thighs to fondle him as he waited for the answer and Dirk swallowed and moaned again, unsure of what would come out if he tried to speak. "Unh…y-yes…h-harder," he managed to choke.

If Evert was completely new to the idea of sex, he fought dragons on the side by screaming at them.

His thoughts locked up abruptly as Evert obliged with his request. The big man was making animal sounds of lust and pleasure—quite the opposite of what Dirk had expected from him even in the heat of passion. It only made everything so much more intense and Dirk bit his lip to keep from screaming Evert's name out loud. "God damn, you're tight," Evert groaned, his expression almost pained. He almost slowed down when he saw how flushed Dirk's face was getting under the webbing of blond hair obscuring it, but he felt the man's cock getting rock-hard in his gripping hand and he was positive he was on the verge of climax. Evert arched over Dirk's back and used his free hand to brush aside the sweat-dampened hair that was clinging to his face. Dirk let out yet another broken cry as Evert moved the hand to hold the back of his neck down into the bed almost. It hurt- but damn, was it a brilliant hurt that it made his cock twitch.

He pried Dirk's lip out from between his teeth and clamped his hand over his mouth, hissing as the Blond bit down but not pulling away. "Come for me," Evert growled, keeping his powerful thrusts steady and deep. There was no arrogance in Evert's demand though. Something snapped inside of Dirk and his body tensed all over as he bit down on Evert's muffling hand and obeyed. He cried the Native American man's name as he screamed and Evert's thumb circled the head of his bucking cock as it spurted all over the bedding.

Evert ignored the sting in his hand and gasped encouragingly to the other man, driving deep into him as the spasms overcame him. He laid his sweating forehead against Dirk's back and followed him into the final stage, filling the condom until there was no room left and some of his seed was dribbling out at the base. Somehow, he refrained from sprawling on top of him and as they gasped in release, he helped the blond drag his arms into a better position to support his upper body.

Dirk lay stunned and panting, his body trembling weakly as the larger man eased him onto his stomach and slipped carefully out of his aching passage. He felt Evert's heavy weight shift and sink down on the mattress beside him and he cracked one eye open to stare at the other. Evert looked rather concerned. Dirk didn't know how to explain to him that he liked a little pain with his pleasure. He certainly didn't know how to explain the way he'd bitten down on his hand or why he'd tried so hard to hold back his yell of release. "How is your hand?" Dirk gasped after he caught his breath enough to speak.

Evert lifted the abused appendage and shrugged. "I may need a rabies shot." His voice was predictably steady, if a bit winded. Dirk struggled onto his elbows and stared at him. "Was that a joke?"

There was silence before the Native American slowly smiled, "I can crack a few now and then." Dirk didn't apologize. He had no regrets about that but he was puzzled by how easily he'd spiraled out of control, and how verbal Evert had been. "You're surprisingly talkative during sex," Dirk observed casually. He rolled onto his back and smirked sidelong at the Native American man. "Yeah, and you're surprisingly un-talkative…unless you would like to the count the moaning." Evert hastily rolled on top of Dirk when the blond made a move as if to smack him playfully. He pinned his arms over his head and smirked, knowing he'd never be able to get away with this if the man weren't giddy with the afterglow of pleasure.

"I have an excuse," Dirk grunted. He struggled against the other man's hold even as he smiled. "But you're not going to hear it…" He heaved Evert off of him and turned the tables on him before he could register what had happened. Ignoring the soreness in his nether area, Dirk straddled the other and pinned him down the same way he'd been pinned by him a moment ago. "You aren't actually a virgin are you?" He asked him and Evert let out a long sigh. "No. I'm not."

Dirk cocked his head to the side, "So why did you lie?" Evert cleared his throat, staring at him for a moment. "I wanted to see why Kar was so infatuated. He and English are very similar to their curiosities about each other. Nadine and I were both curious as well…" Dirk laughed, "So you just decided to fuck me to figure out why Kar liked it so much? And he decided to do it with my boyfriend? Nadine didn't want to join in?" Evert shrugged, "That was the main purpose, yes. And Nadine mentioned she might. Obviously she was busy today." The blond eased off his hold on him, grinning. "I guess after this we'll have to schedule a massive orgy." He settled down, resting his chin on the man's chest to look up at him with a content look, Evert chuckled. A low rumble that made Dirk vibrate from it. "I wouldn't inform Nadine of that idea… she would put it on her calendar."