Wrote this with my friend maddie.
I do not own the rights to TF2 or its characters
"Oui, it would be my pleasure." he said, eyes half-lidded with lust. He slipped off of the Sniper's lap and got on the bed more, on his hands and knees, his cock swinging under him, flaccid at the moment, but he knew Sniper could get it up again. His hole puckered and twitched in excitement, as if it knew what was coming.
Dark eyes watched closely as the skinny boy on his lap moved away and bent over right in front of him.. making the man swallow roughly and move to get behind him, seeing his slightly spread cheeks and eager twitching hole. He knew that he'd need some kind of damn lube.. he couldn't fuck him dry.. blood really didn't turn the sniper on and it wasn't the proper thing to do.. Looking around his messy van he spotted the bottle of extra moisturizing lotion he used to.. touch himself with, and squirted some into his hand, rubbing it over his cock with a little groan before he started to spread it on the Spy's hole, fingering him a few times. Sniper couldn't stand it any longer.. he had to thrust in NOW.. he was sure that Spy could handle his cock.. he seemed stretched enough so he leaned forward a little bit and pressed his swollen cock head to the tight eager hole and started to push in slooooooow, grasping Spy's hips tightly, sucking in a sharp breath when the tight muscles engulfed his head.
Sniper was groaning and moaning as his ass was finger fucked, closing his eyes and biting his lip. Suddenly he felt something big at his entrance, and his eyes opened. "A-Attente!" he yelped, accidentally using French. It didn't matter, as he was intruded by that fat cock, stretching him painfully. He stiffened and gripped the mattress, cringing. "Va te faire foutre, enculé!" He shouted angrily. "Morceau de merde..." he growled, but his cock had gotten hard again already from the pleasuring pain.
The Sniper had NO clue as to what the angered Spy was saying.. it sounded angry but he noticed that the man was squeezing him hard and his cock was hard again so he thought it was just how he sounded when he was aroused.. Swallowing hard and leaning forward, placing his hand on the Spy's thin hip and the other between his legs to grope and squeeze his cock, Sniper groaned softly against his neck and started to push in a little more, shivering from the feel of Spy's new burn scar against his chest, their bodies pressed so close..
Spy was still snarling, angry at himself for getting so aroused at this. "testa di cazzo!" he yelped, before groaning and trembling as his cock was squeezed. "Minchia..." he mumbled, pushing back against the man inside of him, egging him to go on.
The things that were mumbled to him just made the Sniper feel like he was doing good.. they were low and sexy and in another language and he had never had a man moan to him like that before.. When he felt Spy press back against his thick cock, Sniper groaned a little loudly and squeezed his hip tighter, his hand fondling his hardening erection as he slowly moved himself into the tight space even more, shuddering at how it felt.. He had never been in someone so tight before.. it was driving him crazy and making him groan low in his throat.
The man on bottom was groaning and gasping as Sniper squeezed him tighter, pain fully subsiding to make way for pleasure. "Ah! Sniper, si bon..." he whispered, pushing back in time with the man's thrusts, wanting more and more from the BLU Sniper.
Sniper could tell that Spy wanted more.. a lot more.. and he wanted more too so he leaned back a little and placed both of his hands on the man's skinny hips and pulled back slooooowly.. his head catching on that tight ring of muscle and suddenly he thrust back inside and moaned loudly. It was so tight it felt like his eyes were crossing.. fingers squeezing Spy's his so tight they would defiantly leave bruises.. and his cock was still so hard.. twitching uncontrollably inside of the tight ass he kept pounding into.
A thrust that good made Spy's eyes roll back in his head, mouth open as he wantonly moaned and panted, pushing back and taking all of the Sniper inside of him. "Oui! Oui! baiser mon cul!" he groaned, his cock hard once again, but it still had a while before he would be allowed to cum once more.
He had no bloody idea what the man under him was moaning but did it ever spur him on to thrust harder and deeper, fingers digging in hard to those skinny hips, letting out a weak little noise as his cock twitched and started to leak copious amounts of pre-cum because he was soooo damn close.. "F-Fuck.. I'm.. I'm gonna.." Sniper whimpered and reached around quickly, pumping the Spy's cock as fast as he could as he thrust faster and harder and deeper until he shook and growled out loudly and dumped his heavy load deep inside that tight perfect ass.
"Yeeees..." he groaned, speaking in English for once. "Oh yes, fill me with eet, do it..." he ordered, giving a hint to just how naughty he'd been speaking in his native tongue. He groaned as he was felt hot cum shoot into him, disappointed that it was over, before realizing that Sniper had taken viagra, and wasn't nearly done yet.
Sniper was panting and leaning over Spy a little bit, his cock twitching hard inside of the tight ass he was still in, breathing hard against the back of his neck.. He thought he'd go down.. he wouldn't be hard anymore.. but every time those muscles clenched around his cock he felt it actually start to swell up even more inside of the man, thrusting into him a little, a weak moan escaping his throat because he was too sensitive right now.. it was too much.. his cock felt raw and overly stimulated and he felt like if he came again he' die..
The masked man noticed how Sniper had slowed after coming, and he looked back, with half-lidded eyes and a sexy look on his face. "'Ey, bebi~ Do you need ze break?" he asked with a smirk, almost as if he was teasing the man for slowing down.
Sniper looked up and stared at Spy's face, seeing that look on his face.. that sexy half lidded look and his words made the hairy man glare at him and feel more determined than before. "Yer fault'm like this!" Sniper said loudly and pushed his cock in deeper just to show how serious he was! Unfortunately this got a shivery groan from the man because damn.. Spy was tight.. and fuck if his cock was still hard and twitching inside of him.. Closing his eyes a bit tightly Sniper started to push inside of Spy again to show him that No.. he did NOT need a break! He had stamina!
Spy grunted in pleasure as he was pushed into once more, his teasing working just how he wanted it to. "Oui, Sniper, but you like eet..." he cooed, squeezing the cock inside of him before gasping as Sniper pulled out and pushed in again. He decided the man needed a little break, and took it upon himself to push against and away from the cock, fucking himself on it and panting softly.
He had no more words for the teasing Spy under him, his fingers gripped at those skinny hips and he grunted against the back of his neck, thrusting in again and again until he felt the other starting to move under him and push back against him.. Sniper groaned loudly and let the Spy move all on his own, pushing and pulling his hips a little to get him to go faster.. harder.. he felt like he was already on the verge of coming again but he wasn't just yet and that feeling alone made him tremble in pleasure. "Fuck.. fuck.." The hairy man grunted softly and started to kiss up the back of the Spy's neck, lifting his mask a little to do so, not making a move to take it off because that was the last thing on his mind at the moment but it felt so much better kissing skin instead of the fabric of his mask..
The French man gasped in surprise when his mask was lifted a little, worried that the Sniper was trying to take it off. Relief washed over him as he realized it was just to so he could kiss at his neck, and he sighed at the gentle pleasure those soft lips gave him. He continued fucking himself on the man's cock, craning his neck down a bit so the sniper could get into the crook of his neck easier.
The panting Sniper rested his hands against the floor of his van, shuttering with every thrust back against his aching cock, grunting and breathing hard against the Spy's warm neck, biting there gently and sucking hard as his hips jerked forward, leaving a big red hickey there. He let out a long groan and thrust up a bit harder, holding himself up with one hand as the other moved between the Spy's legs and he started to squeeze and grope at his cock, rubbing his rough fingers along his skin. "F-fuck.. gon-gonna.. come.." The Sniper tried to warn, barely getting out the words, hoping that he didn't pass out when he did come..
It felt so good, pushing that thick cock all the way inside of him, being in control was the best when it came to fucking. A few times the helmet brushed that special spot in him, and when it did, he would spasm a little and make a pathetic mewl, and try to hit it again, which he usually failed in doing. A rough hand grabbed his dick, making him gasp and spread his legs more, eyes clenched shut. "Oui! Come in me! S'il vous plait!" he cried in a raspy voice, on the verge of climax as well.
Hearing those rasped words brought the Sniper over the edge and he grunted loudly, one hand gripping the Spy's cock while the other accidentally grasped his face mask and as he thrust in hard he came even harder and shook with the force of his orgasm, wailing out against the Spy's neck and he tugged off his mask without knowing it.. He thrust and spent himself inside of the Spy, sucking and biting at the back of his neck, not realizing he was nuzzling the man's soft hair and moving to nibble at his jaw and maybe get a kiss..
As he felt himself get filled with that hot seed, he reached completion, eyes rolling back and groaning, spilling his own seed onto the bed, shuddering in pleasure. Overwhelmed with the aftereffects of his orgasm, he hadn't realized yet that he had been unmasked. His hair fell out, framing his face and ending at his chin, damp from sweat. His face was revealed, his sharp features and clean-cut jaw. He moaned quietly at the nuzzling and sucking, it felt so good after coming.
Finally.. finally the Sniper felt himself calming down inside, starting to go a little soft inside of the tight muscles that were around him and he slowly pressed himself against the Spy's warm body, pressing them both into his bed, moving slightly so he slid out of the man's ass and fell to the side, arms wrapped around his body and he realized for the first time that the Spy was unmasked.. He looked.. really good without his mask.. handsome and hot and.. nothing he had imagined. "Wow.." The sniper whispered softly, taking in his face with a little grin.
"Unngh..." The spy groaned quietly as he felt the intruding cock leave, and cum slowly drip from him. He laid quietly, basking in the afterglow, body heaving and sweaty from exertion. Turning his head to look at the BLU sniper, he furrowed his brow at the whisper, wondering what he meant. Lazily, he reached a hand up and pushed some hair off of his forehead, it was getting annoying. ...Wait. His hair... he... fuck. With the sudden realization that he was unmasked, he got up immediately, spewing a variety of french, italian, and spanish curses at the sniper. "You dog, you speak of this to no one." he growled, as he stumbled to his feet, clumsily got dressed and ran from the winnebago, balaclava still on the bed, masked by his cloaking watch. He ran back to his base awkwardly, the uncomfortable feeling of cum running down his leg a reminder of what he was running from.
The Sniper was really enjoying staring down at the Sniper's angled face.. he was a really good looking man with that thing off and it made him smirk and stare with interest until suddenly the Spy was moving and he fell over against his beck and blinked. "Wait! I didn't mean to-!" But the man was already gone and he let out a little sigh, rubbing his face and scratching his stubble, realizing that he needed to shave.. Very slowly the Sniper moved around, he cleaned up the mess of cum off of his bed, he opened the windows to air out the smell of sex, he tugged his pants back up and then realized that the Spy's mask was left on his bed.. and he slowly picked it up and held it in his hand before he looked around and pressed it against his nose, inhaling deeply to smell smoke and sweat and.. Spy. It was weird.. sure.. but the Sniper had been lonely for a really long time.. he hadn't had sex for even longer than that.. and damn if the Spy didn't smell good.. He quickly stuffed the mask into his pocket and gathered up his things to walk back to the base to take a shower and eat.
It was pretty annoying, having to sneak around your own base. Spy had realized only half-way from the base that he'd forgotten the mask. He didn't want any of his team mates to see his bare face, so he would have to sneak into his room. His cloak turned off, battery low, and he resorted to running in with his arm covering his sharp features. Slinking into the base, he rounded corners and tiptoed past the heavy and medic, chatting in the kitchen. Silently, he moved past the board room where he heard Soldier's booming voice rattling off a war story to his shovel, three members down, hopefully no more would be around. He hurried past an open door, inside was Demo and Sniper drinking and being general nuisances. His door was just a few away, he'd make it scot free! "Woah, hold up, who are you?" ...of course. The Boston accented voice of Scout perked his ears, and he stopped, closing his eyes and cursing. "Can you not recognize your own teammate, connasse?" He could hear the young man's sputtering as the spy walked into his own room and locked the door behind him. Luckily only the back of his head was seen... if only he could kill teammates...