Ok so far there are 3 of the 5 that wish to know Alex's size. Two more people needed!
TO: SamHAS
Lol! Love the little song xD
Remember this story only has 11 chapters.
Rated R
Disclaimer: I only own the Andersons, Anderson Manor, Anderson Hotels and Sealin's flat . . . and Lacy and Saturn.
Warnings: Course Language, Use of Alcohol, Sexual Situations, BDSM, Violence, Blood, Dirty Talk, Crude Language, Uncomfortable Settings, male/male, oral sex, anal, incest, threesomes, use of sexual toys
Pairings: Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Fred/Alex (Alex/Fred), Fred/Seamus, Fred/George, Fred/George/Alex, Mike/Colin
Enjoy
"Help me pick?"
"Pick what?" The older asked confused.
"For the next time we sleep together." He stated simply. Alex raised a brow but sat across from the other anyways. Colin grinned and began pulling out items, laying them in front of the older. He and Seamus had picked up a few extra things . . . well Colin did anyways, over the years.
Alex watched impressed as the smaller pulled out a piece of silk, placing a blindfold next to it. The older smirked when a long piece of rope was pulled out followed by silver handcuffs, and not the stupid fluffy ones . . . they were gay . . . not flamboyant . . . a vibrator was placed in front of the older, an anal plug being tossed next to it. Apparently he was going in pars and getting more and more crude as he went. . . this was gonna be fun.
Alex's eyes widened slightly when a collar and a leash were pulled out. His eyes darkened and he shivered, the blonde watching his reactions carefully. Nipple clamps and a cock ring found their way into Alex's vision and he smirked, raising a brow at the younger.
"Just wait four more to go." Colin mumbled a mischievous look in his eyes. A paddle was shown followed by a whip. Green eyes widened and he shivered. "Ready?" a curt nod was all he received, the older sitting as straight as a board.
A few candles and a lighter were placed next to the rest, blue meeting green.
"You're seriously thinking of hot wax?" The older asked a bit surprised. Colin nodded and pulled out a knife.
"It's charmed so it won't actually cut." The blonde mumbled, moving the bag away. "So?" Alex sighed and looked over the items.
"Well." He started face serious. "Silk is amazing when you're turned on especially blindfolded. I'm sure you know the benefits of being blindfolded?" Colin nodded, biting his lip. "Rope is great if you wanna play rough because it's easy to get rope burn and it can scratch through your skin, believe me, I know." Colin gapped and he smirked. "Oh I've done more than you think Cols." He turned back to the matter at hand. "Handcuffs are fun but I prefer the burn of the rope more so that the pull of the metal. Doesn't hurt as much handcuffs, at least, not these ones." He smiled. "As for the vibrator and Anal plug, awesome choices. I rather enjoy using them and having them used on me."
"You've really done a lot haven't you?" Colin asked in awe.
"Yep and I'm experienced enough to know when to stop. Why do you think I made you pick a safe word?" He grinned and his green eyes darted back down. "The collar and leash is a tone of fun for B and D"
"What's that?" Colin asked a blush spreading on his face. Alex smirked and chuckled.
"Well my naive little boy," Colin shot him a dirty look, "It stands for 'Bondage' and 'Discipline'." Blue eyes widened and his mouth made an 'Oh' sound. "Cock ring is probably one of my favourite inventions. And if out last encounter means anything you'll love the nipple clamps." Colin's eyes lit up. "I take it that was something Seamus wasn't thrilled about?" The smaller nodded. "Paddles are fun but don't hurt as much as you'd think, unless you really want to hurt the person. In that case I know exactly where to hit." He smirked. "The whip." Colin held his breath.
"Seamus almost had a heart attack, put it in the 'not likely' pile. I lied and said I wasn't thrilled eith-"
"I've been whipped." Alex cut him off shrugging. "And I've whipped others. You just gotta know how to do it or else it can cause serious damage, however," He picked said item up and ran his fingers along it. "This one in particular is made to do no more than leave welts at most."
"S-so if I asked y-you'd whip me?" The blonde flushed deeply. Alex smirked and leaned forwards, pressing his lips to the pierced ear.
"I'd make you scream." Colin groaned and shivered violently. The older pulled back and held up the candle and a lighter, quickly lighting it. "Pay attention alright?" The smaller shifted nervously and nodded. The melted wax collected around the blue item and he tipped it, letting some drops poor into his hand. The redhead flinched slightly and looked at the smaller, waiting a few seconds. "Take the wax off." He held his hand out.
Colin nervously tried and flinched when some of it stuck slightly; a small burn mark showing on the older's hand.
"Ow." The smaller whispered.
"When in the right moment yes ow, but by god does it feel good. I would not recommend using it on private areas like your genitals or nipples. Trust me when I say ow." He flinched thinking about it.
"What happened?"
"Let's just say it's harder to get the wax off and it burns easier. Never lost a hard on so fast in my life." He bit his lip. "Lastly would be the charmed knife." He picked it up and tapped the top, feeling as if it was sinking in, but nothing actually happening. "I like it when they aren't charmed, but you should get used to the charmed ones first." Colin gaped at him.
"S-so you have no issues with any of these?"
"Nope, none that I can think of. Still want me to set stuff out as an idea for next time?" Alex asked. The smaller nodded. He looked down and stood up. "Done."
"Wait what?" Blue eyes widened and Alex chuckled.
"I told you, I have no problem with anything you chose. I enjoy them all." He shrugged and stretched. Colin flushed and cleared his throat.
"U-uh Al you're kinda . . . eurm . . ."
"Hard? Yeah I know." He shrugged and continued to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing the pitcher of water, finding the cups quickly and pouring himself a glass. Colin walked around to the front of him and gave a small smile.
"What's up?" Al raised a brow and the younger frowned holding up his phone.
"I gotta text." Colin sighed and crossed his arms, pouting. Alex looked down to read it.
Colin,
We need you in for today; come A.S.A.P. there's a problem with the photographer for the quidditch magazine. Need you to piece things together.
"S'alright Cols it's not like I'm going to run away and never come back. You have my number, gimme a call when you want me to stop by again." Alex handed the phone back with a small smile.
"Quickie?" The blonde asked grinning. Alex laughed.
"No you have to go; besides the quickest I've ever been is twenty minutes." He shrugged and leaned down, pressing their mouths together. Colin jumped up, surprising the other and wrapped his legs around the lean waist, strong arms holding him in place. Their height difference was only about an inch now and the older smiled.
"Please?" Colin whispered, sucking a patch on the taller's neck.
"I'm not your hubby; I don't give in that easily. You have work and I have a bit of paperwork I've been putting off." The smaller pouted and unwrapped his legs, the other helping to lower him. Alex summoned his clothes and quickly pulled them on. "Go to work." He kissed the pale forehead and stepped into the fireplace, disappearing.
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Alex huffed and ran his fingers through red locks. Fred reached out and rubbed his shoulders, peppering kisses along the slim neck. "Mmm." The shorter shivered.
"Relax a tad Al, put the quill down and take a break." Fred turned the green eyed man's face towards himself, pressing their lips together. "This is why you shouldn't let it pile up."
"I know. Hmm I have an idea." Alex murmured smirking.
"What's that?"
"What do you say about helping me relive some tension?" Alex asked standing and pulling their hips together.
"I say I call top."
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Colin flipped through the articles and photos for the magazine. He hated trying to figure out what picture would go best with what article. There was a knock on his door and he sighed. At least he had his own little office.
"Yea?"
"You have a visitor." The secretary said.
"Oh alright send them in." Colin crossed his fingers hope to see a bundle of red-orange hair and green eyes. What he got however was far better. The door opened and blue eyes widened. "SEAMUS!" He jumped up, knocking over the chair and diving at the older, the brunette laughing and holding him tight. He let out a sigh and pressed his lips to the pale neck.
"God I missed you Cols. I know it's only technically been a day and a half but it's a week too long." He pulled back and tipped the other's head up, pressing their lips together. "I missed you so damn much and I'm sorry I haven't been around. I talked to my grandpa." Colin looked up with hopeful eyes. "I've got two weeks' vacation."
"Really?" Colin's grin was worthwhile. His eyes sparkled and he pulled the taller down, smashing their mouths together. "I only work this coming Friday so we have the rest of the time to ourselves!"
"Good." Seamus smiled. "Need some help?"
"Sure. Today I am attempting to figure out this deranged photographer's mess. He took pictures for certain articles and didn't write them down for me so I don't know where the hell they go!"
"Uh Cols? Love, my husband, dearest one?" Seamus tried to hold in a laugh. Colin raised a brow. "The article numbers are on the back of the photos. . ."
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Hot water cascaded down his back, rolling over his body and falling to the ceramic bottom. A hand pressed a cloth to his back and he sighed, leaning into the touch.
"You worried?" Fred whispered to the redhead. Alex's hair was almost a blood red when wet, streaks becoming dangerously close to black and others a dark orange.
"Lil bit. It's been a week and no calls."
"Well my dad said that Seamus made a big ruckus a few days ago and finally convinced them to give him vacation time." Fred pressed his lips to the pale neck before scrubbing it gently with the material, suds staying behind. "You've been over doing it Al. Give the work a break. I know you took over your dad's corporation but I think it might be too much for you to handle by yourself."
"Then join me." Alex shrugged.
"Al you know I can't! I'm already running a business with my brother." Fred wrapped his arms around the lean chest, rubbing the cloth over the rings.
"I meant collaborating, joining together. You make pranks and I run hotels. I can have items from your shop in all of the hotels I own around the world." Alex moaned, pouting when Fred froze.
"Really? You'd do that?"
"Yeah why not? The three of us sign an agreement and we all help each other out with the paperwork, learn each other's business from the inside out." Fred hugged the other tight.
"I'll talk to George. Where all do you have hotels?" the cloth trailed down and gripped his semi hard cock, tugging it to life.
"Mmm lots of places." He moaned and pushed his arse back against the taller. "I've got three in England, two in Ireland, two in Germany, one in Switzerland and Finland, Twelve in the U.S. eight in Canada, one in Poland, two in Romania, one in Egypt, one in Greece, two in Italy-"
"Ok I get it Al, you've got at least one in every country."
"No I don't . . . all but six." Fred slapped his hand on the younger's thigh, the shorter yelping then grinning.
"Don't be a smart ass." Fred murmured.
"But if being a smart ass gets me spankings then I rather enjoy being one." Alex said grinning. Fred laughed and shook his head, pressing his lips to the other's grinning cheek.
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Hands ran down the slim sides, hips slowly pushing into the petite body, pants filling the room. Legs wrapped around the strong middle and the pale boy arched, gripping the boy a top's hair, yanking. He pushed his hips down against the taller, sweat tickling down their sides as they rocked slowly together.
They wanted it this way tonight, both of them. The smaller arched and moaned, eyes squeezing shut as his climax flooded out of him, pulling more pleasure, the older's seeds splashing his inside walls. Their bodies relaxed and they let out shallow breaths, the top one pulling out and rolling to the side, the shorter's head landing on his chest. He had about fifteen minutes left before they had to pack and get ready to go.
"Seamus?" Colin whispered.
"Hmm?"
"Exactly what do you do for the ministry?" The blonde raised his head.
"A few different things actually. One is repairs and lately it's been tracking down this chain of hotels that have been making a lot of money. Ministry thinks they're hiding death eaters and dark artefacts or whatever. I've gone to four so far but nothing. I think the minister's on crack. Bur mostly I work with the unspeakable." Colin laughed at the older's response and nodded, pressing their lips back together.
"I love you."
"Love you too lil one."