Don't own tf2... well technically i own an online version of the game. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING.
By me and a friend.
Sniper grabbed at SOME of the papers he could, they were covered in urine though so he wasn't sure if anyone would actually read them. When the announcement sounded he let the Spy go and glared after him. "Yeh! We'll see 'bout tha, mate!" He yelled loudly before he shuffled back to the base and set the wet papers down, getting groans out of the rest of his team and he was shipped off to go somewhere far away and alone because he smelled like piss.. The Sniper had his van he went to when they weren't at war.. it was a nice little home.. not really over looking anything so no one ever went there because it was kind of crappy unless you were hiding.. Closing the doors tight, making sure the vent was all clogged up, the Sniper stripped off of his cloths and hung them so they wouldn't stink so bad, and settled down on the floor in just his bright blue heart boxers, skinny legs exposed, hairy body exposed, he was lithe all over and tanned with faded scars on his arms and chest and legs and back..
Spy was sort of celebrated when he got back, his teammates glad he got most of the intel. But then again, he was covered in piss. They let him leave and have a shower all alone, going maskless only when he was sure no one could see. His body was lithe and almost sickly thin. A few scars here and there, and a burn on his back from that horrible BLU pyro, but other than that, he was pretty damn sexy. He took a long shower, had about half of his dinner and gave the rest to Heavy, and then made a trip to Medic.
He talked to the man in an awkward way, asking for that special pill, to keep you up. Viagra. The older man gave him a disdainful look, but gave him some, and then, Spy was ready. He sneaked out when his team was busy, carefully heading into enemy territory. He put on his cloaking device, going invisible as he searched for Sniper. He peeked in the window of the van that looked identical to the one the RED sniper had, and grinned. There he was. Now all he had to do was wait for the man to leave the room, and hopefully have a drink open, so he could sneak the pill in.
It was so hot in his van.. Sniper was walking back and forth, thinking about how to get that damn Spy back.. he had a big scar right on his stomach from where he had been shot.. bastard.. With a sigh he pulled out a warm water bottle, he had to drink lots of water because of his kidney's, and walking to one of his windows at the back he let himself crack it open just a little, blinking when his headset went off so he let his bottle there and dug through his cloths for the tiny contraption, stuffing it in his ear. "Wot is et?" He grumbled into the thing, sliding his cap off a bit to scratch his head.
Ah, how nice of Sniper to let him admire his handiwork. Spy smiled as he caught sight of the scar left from his shot earlier that day. He admired the rest of the man's scars too... along with his muscles... and a hairy body was always attractive in France. No no no, stick to the plan. Damned bisexualness. Perfect timing. As Sniper was distracted, Spy put his hand in, carefully pouring the crushed remnants of the pill into the bottle and shaking it a little, making sure it wouldn't be noticed. He then ducked, let his cloaking device recharge, and went invisible again and watched, ready to enjoy himself.
Sniper growled softly and threw the stupid headset on the floor.. damn spy.. damn scout.. pretending to be towers or some bleedin' shit.. Mumbling to himself, Sniper grabbed his water and drank the rest of it down without looking, not noticing the little shards of pill because he just took it for minerals or something.. Slamming the empty bottle down, Sniper let out a sigh and moved to settle on the floor of his messy van where he had his old mattress, sliding off his glasses to rub his eyes, feeling kind of strange and dizzy.. Then it happened.. Sniper's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed darkly as he stared down between his legs and got instantly hard, making him look around before he pressed his hand to it and wondered what the hell was going on..
The masked man grinned, almost lecherously, as Sniper downed the entire bottle. He waited till the man got hard, before uncloaking and waltzing right in, a cigarette in his mouth. "Allo zere, sniper." he said with that smarmy grin on his face. He took a puff of his cigarette. "Are you having a leetle problem? Iz something ze matter?"
Wrapping his hand around his cock and squeezing hard, letting out a low huff of air at the feeling.. he was about to get into it when someone walked in and it was that freaking RED Spy! His eyes went wide and he went completely red faced, jumping to his feet and looking around frantically for his machete. "Wot in bleedin' blood 'ell did ya do to me!" He yelled loudly, no idea that his boxers weren't hiding his rather swollen erection at the moment..
The spy took in the moment with pleasure, hand up at his lips as he took a drag of his cigarette. His eyes couldn't help but go downward, locking onto the exposed cock. A brow raised, though you couldn't tell with his balaclava on. "My my, sniper. It seems your rifle isn't your only eempressive piece..." he hummed, walking over without a thought of being attacked. "Give up, and I weel help you with thees... situation. Say no, and I vill call all your team to come see you as you are." he whispered in the man's ear, a hand gently groping the hard cock once.
Sniper snapped his gaze back to the Spy and blinked his dark eyes at the smarmy man.. glaring a little until he came closer.. and closer.. and he smelled like smoke and suddenly there were fingers wrapped around his cock kind of and just that little touch made him shudder a little. "Ghn!" Clenching his teeth tightly and hissing a little, Sniper kept his eyes closed, he wasn't even trying to get away anymore and if that wasn't enough of an answer he managed to bark out an angry 'Foin ya.. baastad..' and huffed hard through his nose.
He grinned. But that wasn't enough for him. He gripped the cock tightly, almost painfully in his hand. "Say it. Say you give up." he ordered, lips just centimeters away from the man's neck. You could feel the heat and tension between them, filling the camper. Just waiting for Sniper to snap or give in to his arousal, which had to be just painfully hard by now.
"Ahh!" A loud yell came out of the BLU Sniper, his eyes rolled back a little from that tight grip on his cock, making him wobble slightly on his long legs. It was hard for him to even speak.. he could feel breath on his neck and damn how long had it been since he had been with anyone like this.. it seemed like he had been here forever.. "Ah.. ah give up.." Sniper managed to whisper, his voice was low and he could give a shit about anything else but his aching cock right now.. he had never been so hard in his entire life and he had never had such a sure hand on his cock before like this..
Hearing those words made the Spy chuckle, as he stepped back and put his cigarette out on an ashtray nearby. "Remember zis, next time we battle." and put on his cloaking device, opening the door and shutting it, to make it seem as if he escaped. He just had to see what the Sniper would do.
When the man started to step back Sniper opened his eyes and stared at him, letting out a little noise that could only be described as a whimper. Slowly the tall man slid down the wall he had been pressed against, he sat heavily down on the floor and looked down between his legs at his twitching member resting against his stomach, a bit of pre-cum smearing over his hairy stomach. Sniper sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall, he had to do something.. he felt like he might die.. so he wrapped his left hand around himself and started to pump quickly, rubbing his foreskin up over his tip which made him shiver a little, squeezing hard and letting his own pre-cum slick himself up.
Oh how pathetic he looked. He who was once a strong, fiery sniper, reduced to a whimpering whelp, forced to touch himself. The spy snorted and uncloaked, walking forward and getting down onto his knees. "Patheteec." he said with a sneer, before going down and taking the member into his mouth, sucking on it quite expertly.
Words didn't even make sense to Sniper anymore.. pumping himself hard as someone spoke and there was a figure coming at him.. red suit.. smoke.. he wondered for a moment what game he was trying to play but as soon as a wet, hot suction came down on his cock he grunted low in his throat and pushed his feet into the floor, rolling his hips forward. "Shit!" He growled deeply, it was rare for him to curse but when he did he really meant it.. a hand slid down to press against the cap the Spy was wearing but he made no attempt to pull it off..
He expected this reaction, and smirked around the cock in his mouth. Smarmy as ever, even when sucking on another man's dick. He closed his eyes and focused on the job. Sniper tasted rather good, a little sweaty and salty, but that was it. He took more than half of the cock in his mouth, tongue pressing against the underside as he suckled on it. It was obvious this wasn't the first blowjob he'd ever given.
Sniper's free hand clawed at the thin mattress they were on.. he shuddered and arched and gripped the Spy's balaclava a little and let his head fall back to hit the wall, his eyes almost crossed from how damn good this man was with his tongue.. Another noise emitted from deep within the Sniper's throat and he let his hand slide down to the back of the Spy's neck, rubbing there a little, moving to press his palm over the man's wide back, finding it strangely arousing.
At the feel of those rough hands rubbing at his neck and back, Spy's eyes fluttered for a second, a soft moan escaping as he sucked eagerly. Although he wouldn't admit it, it had been quite a long time since he'd had any fun either. Just sucking dick had gotten him excited, though you couldn't tell with his suit on. He bobbed his head up and down, doing his best to please Sniper and finish him off without getting aroused himself. That'd be so embarrassing...
He knew he was close.. his balls were tightening up like they did right before he was about to blow his load, his cock throbbing hard, thrusting up erratically because he needed to come right now.. Pressing his head back into the wall and gripping the back of Spy's neck, Sniper finally grunted low in his throat and tensed up all over, spurting into the Spy's mouth, feeling a little bad that he hadn't warned him but in all honesty he had been too far gone to even speak.. Once his orgasm slowly ebbed away Sniper kind of relaxed back against the wall and waited for his cock to do the same.. only to realize that he was still hard..
Blue eyes shot open with shock as Sniper emptied his load into the spy's mouth, making him choke for a second, before he swallowed it all down. He pulled away with a sneer on his face, wiping at his mouth and licking his lips. "Crétin." he grumbled, annoyed at having to swallow due to Sniper's inability to say anything. He noticed the man was still hard, and laughed a little. "I am only 'elping once. You are on your own now. Zink hard on what to do, Sniper~" he smirked, starting to stand.
Opening his dark eyes slowly, Sniper let out a huff of air and swallowed hard, staring at the Spy between his legs as he leaned back and grumbled. Saying that he'd only help once.. that he was on his own.. Sniper leaned forward a little and stared at the skinny Spy in front of him, swallowing hard. "W-Wait, mate.." Sniper whispered, breathless, his voice a little shaky. "E-Elp a man out.." He asked rather pathetically.. he had never been so hard in his life.. he had never been hard and come and was still hard..
The masked man stopped in his tracks. God... Why did the man have to sound so pathetic? He looked just as he sounded... it was actually kind of cute. He sighed, plopping down on the mattress. "I never 'elp without somezing in return. Vat will you give me?" he questioned, with curious eyes.
Sniper swallowed hard when the Spy moved back down onto the mattress, staring into his eyes, fingers gripping the bed things under him. His brain grasped at anything.. he couldn't give him the intel.. he couldn't give up his team.. he had no idea what the hell the spy wanted or why he was still even here. "Wh-.. what ya want..?" He whispered softly, swallowing hard, shifting his hips, erection resting against his hairy stomach, twitching as he stared at the Spy.
An idea came to Spy's mind, and he smiled devilishly. "A deal. But zis deal, as many parts. For each time I make you come, you must agree to somezing for me. Number one. Promise to never use zat deesgusting jarate on me again." he smirked, knowing he had a huge advantage right now. Oh the deals he could get...
That made the Sniper blink.. he stared into the dark eyes of the Spy.. that smile he had on his face.. and with every word he spoke he felt his heart beat faster.. just something about that bloody accent that made him aroused. Swallowing hard and clenching his jaw, he thought about the disadvantages of this deal.. but then he thought of the advantages.. and how damn long it had been since he had gotten even close to being laid.. and all Sniper could do was nod slowly and stare into those eyes. "Foin.." He grunted softly, glancing down only to see that there was an obvious bulge in the Spy's tight pants..
Elated at hearing the Sniper agree, he grinned, gripping that hard cock once more. "Zat was for last time. If you want to get off now, you must promise to wear zat stupid razorback only once per fighting day." he caught the man's eyes and blushed, though it was hidden by his balaclava. He tightened his grip, trying to draw attention from his own arousal.
Letting out a groan when those fingers wrapped around his cock again.. Sniper didn't take his eyes off of the obvious erection the Spy had.. so he was getting off on this too, huh? That didn't seem too fair that he had to make deals and the Spy was getting off as well.. When the grip tightened he closed his eyes and shivered a little, slowly opening to stare into the Spy's eyes, that cool look was on him.. waiting for him to agree.. but the Sniper had a different idea of what was going to happen. Very easily his hands were up and very easily did he press the skinny Spy down onto his bed and smirk, pinning his hands down and pinning their legs together. "Dosn't seem very fair.. gettin' me off fer offers.. while yer gettin' off fer free.." The Sniper said with a grin down at the man, grasping both his wrists in one hand while the other slid down and unzipped his pants, sliding it inside to wrap around his erection and squeeze hard.
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